Some parts of the pregnancy are slightly exaggerated to give more humor.
• It’s no secret, Chris has said many times he wants to be a dad and he’s looking forward to it. So, when you stand in the bathroom with the positive tests in hands, you really aren’t stressed about telling him. You’re quite excited to see his face because you love kids too. • When you tell him you’re pregnant, he looks at you with wide eyes because he has no idea how to react: he’s probably thinking of how much he wants to kiss you for the rest of his life or asking you to marry him all over again, or even make another baby right now! • Though, it’s not long before he reacts when he sees the five pregnancy tests. He laughs so happily as he spoons you in his arms that you can’t help but giggle and he keeps telling you he loves you so much. • He can’t even stop kissing you or your tummy. • The first days after the announcement, he keeps giggling with you and asks himself if it’s a dream or not. He also tries not to freak out and get nervous. • Your families are overly happy to hear the news. • His mother cries at this moment because her baby boy will have his own baby. • Chris worries about his ability to be a good father, but you kiss his insecurities away and tell him he is a great father already because he wants to be a dad for so long and that’s also something he gotta learn with time and with you. • He takes care of you all day. Every day. • You can wake him up at 2 in the morning to eat your favorite meal. • You both eat Starbust’s jelly beans right after. • Chris plans your baby’s first trip to Disney World secretly. He buys everything he needs to make sure they will love everything related to Disney! • He is unsurprisingly protective. • Chris grins like an idiot for hours whenever he hears the heartbeat of your baby and when he feels their very first kicks. • - “Stop carrying me everywhere, Chris. I can walk. I’m pregnant, not sick.” - “I know, but I don’t want you to take a risk.” • Chris is here for you every step of the way and assures you he loves this baby and you more than anything else. • He realizes that marrying was the best choice he made you when your hormones are going wild. • One day, you catch him purchasing some Patriots baby gift sets and clothing. You basically have to stop him before he can buy everything related to his favorite team in the NFL store. • He’s still currently trying to find a Tom Brady bodysuit with “Baby Evans” flocked at the back. • You call your mother every time something new happens during your pregnancy and when she says everything is fine, Chris calls Lisa to double check. - “Did you seriously call your mum?” - “Sweetheart, it’s just to be sure.” • Chris smiles every time you say you look too big, but he thinks you are gorgeous as ever with this baby bump. Because you carry life, so nothing is more beautiful. - “Chris, why are you even staying with me? I look like a potato.” - “You are perfect and this the most beautiful moment of our lives. It’s our baby inside.” - “Okay, I trust you this time. But only because you’ve also gained weight.” - “That’s my gi… Wait, what?!” • Chris sings Disney songs every night to your baby before sleeping. Let’s be honest, he does this all the time. • He wants to have a boy first just to teach him how to prank you in the future.
Bonus: • He is in-between a mix of stress and joy when you go into labor. He’s there for you, though. • You almost crush the bones of his hand when you push. - “Never again! I will never let you touch me ever again, Evans! Heard me?!” - “Don’t exaggerate, it’s- OUCH!” - “Please, Mrs. Evans, stop threatening your husband. You have to push!” • Chris cries and smiles when he holds your baby for the first time.
Colin Kaepernick still doesn’t have a job — and according to NFL commissioner Roger Goodell, that has nothing to do with his high-profile national anthem protest last year.
“It did spark conversation, which I think is a part of what Colin Kaepernick intended to do,” Goodell said onstage Thursday at the NFL Network’s “Rams All-Access” event in Los Angeles.
“I don’t think that’s going to affect people from saying, ‘I’m going to do what’s in the best interest of my football team and give my team the best chance to win,’ because that’s what every team wants to do.”
Goodell’s remarks came as all 32 NFL teams concluded their summer workouts, leaving Kaepernick effectively unemployed — and without any sign that’ll change anytime soon. Read more. (6/17/17, 12:40 PM)
The Baltimore Ravens football team! It is the only team in the history of the National Football League to be named after the title of a poem: “The Raven” by Edgar Allan Poe. While Poe was not from Baltimore, he lived there for short periods. And in 1849 he died there while visiting the city. (The last place he was seen alive, a bar, is still open today!)
I found the lack of Superbowl fics kind of shocking so I decided to throw one out there! Hope you guys like it!!
“There is no way your Pigeons can beat my Patriots!” Steve’s confident and teasing voice rang loud over the hustle of the rest of the team as you all prepped for tonight’s game.
“Pigeons?! Did you just call the FALCONS, the BEST team in the entire NFL, named after the BEST superhero in the world, the PIGEONS?!” This argument had been going on non-stop since the teams who would be playing in the Superbowl had been announced. Steve and his Patriots vs. Sam and his Falcons. Honestly at this point the rest of you guys were ready for the Superbowl to be over so the two overgrown children would just calm down.
“Guys!” You walked right in between the feuding friends, one hand on either chest as you pushed them apart, “If you aren’t going to help us prep for the party then you’re going to be uninvited!”
“Sorry (Y/N),” the two mumbled in unison as you started walking away, swearing you smelt smoke in the kitchen where you had just seen Thor sneak into.
“She only stopped us because she knew you’d be embarrassed when you realized your pigeon’s are going to get crushed tonight,” Steve’s sly smirk only grew as Sam spluttered in indignation.
“She stopped us because she knows you’re going to be crying when your Patriots get their ass handed to them!”
“Oh yeah? How confident are you Sam? Confident enough to make a little wager?”
“Steve, we already made a wager. Whoever loses has to take all the missions with Tony for a month. Or did your old man brain forget? Because you know who else is old right? The Patriots.”
Steve’s steady glare didn’t phase Sam as he walked over to the table where Bucky was peacefully eating a bowl of Lucky Charms.
“I meant another wager. Whoever’s team wins gets to finally ask (Y/N) on a date.” Bucky chocked a little on his cereal as his best friend’s proposal. He was about to object but it was already too late.
“Oh you are so on!” The two men shook hands, leaving Bucky staring wide-eyed at the place where his two friends had just placed a bet on who got to ask out their ‘secret’ crush of over a year. Well. This was going to be a Superbowl to remember.
“You having a good time?” (Y/N) plopped down in between Steve and Sam as the halftime show was coming to an end. Both men were so tense they looked like they were in a meeting with Fury about how they had personally set the world on fire, rather than watching a game with their favorite team in it.
“Sure,” the two guys mumbled with furrowed brows, giving each other side glares.
“Well cheer up guys! Neither team is doing too bad! It’s still anyone’s game!” With this bit of motivation (Y/N) gave each of their knees an encouraging squeeze, before Bucky started calling her over to help him fix the refreshment table.
“She is so mine,” Sam crossed his arms just a little bit tighter.
“In your dreams pigeon boy!”
“WE WON! WE WON!” Tony jumped up in down screaming in excitement.
“Tony you didn’t even pick a team to root for!” (Y/N) laughed as Tony threw his arm around her and ‘shh’d the laughing woman.
“I am rooting for whoever wins! AND WE DID IT!” Tony started screaming again as he made his way (unsteadily) back to the bar.
(Y/N) stood laughing before she saw Sam and Steve still quibbling in the corner.
“Hey guys! What’s going on over here?”
“Nothing!” They both snapped in agitation.
“Whoa guys!” Bucky came up to the group and gave his two guy friends a warning look. “Let’s all just watch our tones yeah?”
“Stay out of this Buck!” Sam snapped. “Me and Steve can handle this.”
“Apparently you can’t,” (Y/N) folded her arms and took on a stern tone. “You two have been acting like toddlers for weeks now and then tonight are throwing full blown tantrums! What is wrong with you two?”
“NOTHING!” The two men shouted once again.
(Y/N) was taken aback by her two friends acting so rudely and tears started to gather in her eyes. “Okay then. Have fun.”
Bucky’s eyes were on fire as he growled as the two men in front of him as (Y/N) walked away in defeat. “Fix. This. Now.”
Steve and Sam gulped and nodded their heads like two very scolded children.
“(Y/N)?” Steve was wringing his hands and shuffling his feet as he walked up to the women looking defeated as she cleaned up the refreshment table. .
“What?” She refused to look at the two men who were being supervised by a still steaming Bucky.
“We’re sorry,” Sam sighed. He took a step towards (Y/N) so she looked up into his eyes. “Truly we are very sorry. There is nothing we wanted less than to hurt you.”
“Fine, I forgive you,” (Y/N) rolled her eyes and reached out to envelope the two guys in a big bear hug. “But honestly what was going on with you guys? It’s just a game.”
“We made a bet.” Steve grabbed the back of his neck and averted his eyes once again.
“Yeah about Tony? Its not that bad is it?” (Y/N) chuckled but the two guys were still looking extremely uncomfortable.
“Umm. No.” Sam looked away, but met eyes with Bucky who still had his arms crossed tensely across his chest. “It was about you actually.”
“We had a bet that whoever’s team won would get to ask you out. Like on a date.” Steve’s blue eyes finally met your own.
“We made a bet-” Sam started again before getting cut off.
“Yeah. I know what he just said Sam.”
“We’re so sorry! We both just really liked you and we didn’t know how to decide who got to ask you out!” Steve started frantically trying to explain himself.
“You!” (Y/N) pointed to Bucky who was still hovering in the background. “Did you know about this?”
“Well I-” Bucky started backing away but (Y/N)’s tone stopped him in his tracks.
“You did didn’t you! Why didn’t you stop them?!”
“You see I-”
“You are so in trouble!” Steve and Sam looked at each other in confusion as all of (Y/N)’s anger shifted from them to the metal armed man currently being stared down.
“Babe I tried I swear” Bucky pleaded.
“You could have tried harder! Your best friends just made a bet to see who got to ask out your girlfriend!”
“Girlfriend?!” Steve and Sam both shouted.
“Yeahh…“ The couple turned to look at their friends with sheepish grins.
“What the heck Buck! Your team isn’t even playing!’ Sam shouted with his arms waving around in the air.
“Yeah well who needs to root for a stupid team when you’ve already won the prize?’ Bucky gave you a kiss as (Y/N) aw’d.
“Fine you’re forgiven,” (Y/N) hugged Bucky and settled her head on his chest.
“Um no he’s not!” Sam chimed in, interrupting Bucky and (Y/N)′s special moment. “And neither are you!”
“Yeah.” Steve crossed his arms as he stared the couple down. “You guys have a lot of explaining to do.”
“Well at least we won.”
Sorry this is not the best. It’s kind of rushed because.. well… the Superbowl is on! Hope you guys enjoyed it though! Requests for fics and preferences are OPEN. NO SHIPS.
When are we gonna get a “ghouls life after monster high” line? Or like story?
It’d be fun to see the ghouls out in the world, living their lives. Like Clawdeen finally is a world renowned fashion designer for both monsters and humans alike. Draculaura runs a successful organic vegan produce line and cook book and stars on her own show on the food network. Frankie is a major force in the science community, her specialty being the creation of fully functioning prosthetic limbs for amputees. Cleo is an event planner on her down time, but a full time stay at home mummy because after all she’s already wealthy and popular so her and deuce don’t have to work unless they’d like to. Clawd is the coach of a NFL team, and very successful. Howleen is a DJ. Twyla is a therapist. Lagoona is an Olympic gold medalist in, volleyball. Lmao! Cause she’s disqualified as a swimmer since she’s like made to be an advanced swimmer. Just wouldn’t be fair hahaha, and she doesn’t mind because she’s always loved volleyball and it’s nice to know she’s the very best at it. Ghoulia runs a multi billion dollar tech company she started, but is super humble about it, she also assists in Frankie’s efforts to also help zombies find faster ways to get around, and she writes and publishes her own comics. Deuce becomes a sculptor to help himself get over the anxiety of turning people into statues, he turns marble into statues instead! Lol (a suggestion from Twyla after a few sessions of couples therapy) Abbey’s the new headmistress of monster high. Spectra runs a successful magazine. Operetta is a professional monster truck driver lmao.
Idk, just some head canons. Hope some of you enjoy! Reblog, add, edit to your hearts content! I’d love to read other people’s thoughts ideas about this! ❤️
Quick disclaimer before you read. You do not need to know anything about football or the NFL to read this story. I tried to make it as basic and as easy to understand as I could. That being said, if anyone can name the team that they’re on, bonus points to you. <3
They were out to the league, and the first openly gay couple in major league football. The team didn’t care, as long as they kept winning games. And when your star quarterback and your star receiver were the best in the entire NFL, they could be shacking up with whomever they wanted to and no one on the team would bat an eye.
That’s not to say they didn’t have enemies. While their teammates and coaches were well and truly okay with their relationship, fans and opposing teams alike had not too nice words for the pair. Some fans boycotted the team, games got rougher; but they still played to the best of their abilities. The passes were still caught, and the touchdowns were celebrated both on the field and at home.
sometimes i wonder why professional athletes are such big dorks who never grew up and then i remember they literally get paid to play the same game they fell in love when they were five, at the age of thirty five so they never had to grow up