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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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this is not mcu related, but you can go and follow my new multifandom blog if you’re interested!
cold blue eyes.
for anonymous
pairing: thomas shelby x fem!reader
word count: 1.9k
warning: it’s just proper heartbreak, innit? - heavy argument with the overuse of the f-word
request: can i request something with tommy shelby? maybe something where he’s got cold towards the reader who’s his wife and she tries to ignore it and brush it off but in the end, she approaches tommy about it? so they have a huge fight over it which preferably ends in bittersweet fluff? sorry for getting too specific, but thanks in advance xx
a/n: wow the peaky blinders fans are fucking fast wow this request was so interesting in its own dark way, that it got me thinking about it straightaway. hope you’ll like the angst of it all, even though my writing is straight-up cringy but hey so is tommy so it’s okay xx
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Thomas Shelby had never been a man of words. He’d hardly ever used them to express his love for you, and though it was unusual at first, you’d soon got used to his private, mostly physical expression of affection, even in the most gentle ways. In fact, you’d got so used to them over time that it had become your biggest comfort and you couldn’t have imagined life without the reassuring touch of your husband, even if it only meant a warm hand on your shoulder.
However, with time, it had all changed. And it wasn’t even the lack of intimacy in bed that stuck out to you- it was the small gestures that kept getting rare, all the secret brushes of fingers and brief embraces that you had loved so much became basically non-existent. 
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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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honestly the sharon carter love in this blog is giving me LIFE
nothing but RESPECT and LOVE to my wife sharon
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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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just letting you know that the eating disorder headcanon was really beautiful & it motivated me to go eat something. thank you💛
hi!
i’m so happy to read this, actually and i’m incredibly proud of you anon. i know full well how nasty an eating disorder can be, so i’m glad i could contribute to making at least one day a bit better.
please, keep strong and amazing, anon. i love you and am wishing you all the best xx
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headcanons for steve dating someone with an eating disorder? if you don’t mind triggering stuff 🥺💛
just posted it! hope i got everything right - i didn’t want it to be way too triggering, so i didn’t really go into detail but i still hope i didn’t disappoint. wishing you all the best xx
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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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Steve Rogers Dating Someone With an Eating Disorder Would Include
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Request: headcanons for steve dating someone with an eating disorder? if you don’t mind triggering stuff 🥺💛
A/N: i don’t mind at all but some of my followers might do so everything under the cut! also, i’m not trying to give anyone a lecture, but i am offering help, so if you or anyone you know might be battling an eating disorder, feel free to slide into my dms and rant to me! we’re in this together xx
Okay, so at first, Steve probably wouldn’t really understand it.
I mean, he’s an ‘old man’ from anohter century and neither eating disorders, nor any other mental illnesses were discussed back then - they were rather seen as a taboo.
So, our Star-Spangled Man would definitely need to educate himself on the matter.
He wouldn’t get why you couldn’t see how beautiful you actually were, either. He wouldn’t know it has much to do with a chemical imbalance in your brain, so he would think it’s simple insecurity at first.
However, he would sit down and talk to you about it when he saw how bad it was beginning to get, causing him to worry his precious heart out.
From then on, he would start being more sensitive about the topic, getting used to your habits and coping mechanisms.
Steve would try his best not to get overprotective and annoying, but he would be worried about your well-being.
He would always try his best to make sure you eat as much as you feel comfortable with (without feeling guilty after) and would constantly keep you motivated to get better.
If you felt ashamed, Steve would definitely be there to lift you up and get you through the trying times - even when your eating disorder got the best of you.
He would know you would be trying your hardest to get better and he would never underestimate your achievements, Steve would actually be incredibly proud of you.
He would also accept if you didn’t have the strength to start recovery just yet, but would always want to keep you on the safest path possible.
He would keep track of your safe foods and would always look up new recipes to cook something you wouldn’t feel too terrible eating.
Little by little, he would teach you how to love yourself and see the good inside and out, not always the bad.
Of course, it would take a long time and total recovery is not always possible, but it doesn’t mean Steve would give up on you - never!
This boy would always keep an eye on you and would make sure you are as comfortable and safe as possible without any judgement.
Steve would always put you first and would costantly assure you about how beautiful and amazing you are, slowly making you believe the same.
And no matter how much time it might take and how bumpy the road might get, he would never give up on you.
Ever.
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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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A Steve Rogers x reader where Steve believed the reader to be dead and he hates himself for not telling her how he felt but then she shows up at the compound and the boi is whipped
hey there! i knew this took actual, literal ages, i’m sorry but it’s here and you can read it now! i hope i didn’t disappoint xx
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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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Desperate Confessions
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Pairing: steve rogers x fem!reader
Word Count: 918
Warning: nothing serious, brief mentions of injuries and just a lil’ bit of melancholy
Request: A Steve Rogers x reader where Steve believed the reader to be dead and he hates himself for not telling her how he felt but then she shows up at the compound and the boi is whipped
A/N: wow guess i just need to see Chris at the cinema in any movie and my writer’s block is blown away. also, sorry if i changed it up a bit, i always get way too carried away lmao xx
Steve returned to the compound exhausted but hyped up to see you again after all the hardships you had needed to face. He thought he was finally over it - after all, Thanos was dead and order was restored in the universe, right? Well, not in Steve’s universe, apparently. He almost broke his neck while looking for you in the compound, rapidly snapping it from left to right and back, desperate to find your E/C eyes among all the Avengers. 
Bruce called out his name to take Steve into the conversation he was having with Scott and Hope, but he didn’t even hear his friend’s multiple attempts and completely dismissed Scott’s comments on how heroic and truly amazing he was on the battlefield. Steve made his way outside, looking around to see if there was anyone there, but when the silence hit his ears and he saw no moving around, he rushed back inside to take another look for you in there - maybe his gaze just simply flew past you and you might not have paid attention to him anyway. However, after just anohter failed attempt, Steve ran up to the first person he could see to ask about you.
“Wanda, where’s Y/N?” He asked, grabbing the witch by her shoulders, trying his best not to panic. When Wanda couldn’t provide an answer good enough for Steve, he simply kept trying, basically asking all the Avengers about you.
“We haven’t seen her since the battle, Steve... I’m sorry,” said Rhodey with slight pity in his eyes which Cap didn’t even want to see. He quickly shook his head and stepped closer to the man, lowering his voice. He couldn’t help the genuine panic escaping his lungs as he continued speaking.
“Rhodey, this cannot be. She didn’t even get injured that badly, she was fighting close by my side. I...,” he tried his best to hold back the desperate tears ready to escape his baby blue eyes. It didn’t matter that everyone he had spoken to told him they hadn’t seen you, Steve still couldn’t stop hoping you were still alive. After all, there was no world without you according to Steve. You still had to be out there somewhere - and he was ready to find you.
Rhodey had no chance to hold him back, he was all ready to get back out there and search for you until dawn. He still had something important to tell you and he was worried it was way too late now. Steve didn’t listen to all his friends calling after him, he didn’t care about the weird and confused looks he got from them, he only cared about your well-being. He was mentally cursing himself for not telling you how much he actually cared about you. Because, no matter how much Steve tried to keep his composure and not let anything slip, he had been deeply in love with you since day one and he was not willing to lose you just yet. He still had to confess to you, and hold you in his arms and live a life with you. He would’ve never wanted to do it any other way.
Steve had almost reached the huge front door when he saw your familiar frame making its way to the compound, your shaky hand reaching for the handle. He was stopped in his rush and it felt like the whole world had slowed down at that moment. When you stepped inside and brushed your dirty hair out of your slightly bloody face, you saw him, too. An exhausted smile slowly spread over your face and Steve let out a breath he didn’t even know he was holding before making his way towards you, enveloping you in a crashing hug before you could even open your mouth to greet him. You let out a small whimper as he slightly pressed your aching ribs together. Steve quickly let go and asked if you were okay, making you giggle and hit his shoulder in a teasing way.
“I missed you too, Rogers. And yeah, I’m okay. I guess I passed out and hit my head. Or the other way around,” you mumbled, slightly dizzy and dehydrated, trying to steady yourself by holding onto the blonde man standing before you. Steve looked at you with worry in his eyes, asking you a dozen questions before he was cut off by your tired giggles just again. You placed a hand on his cheek and looked deep in his eyes, assuring him there was nothing terribly wrong with you while also sending shivers down his spine. However, as you stood there in silence, looking into each other’s eyes while Steve was holding you close, it just felt like as if you could read each other’s minds. You both leaned in at the same time and you pressed your lips against Steve’s the moment he let his hand run down to the small of your back. When you pulled away and smiled at Steve, his whole heart simply filled with love and adoration for you. Suddenly, he couldn’t find the right words to tell you how much you had always meant to him but he felt like he had no reason to hurry anymore - you had a whole life ahead of you to fill with ‘i love you’s and memories, and God knows what else. Steve finally had you and you had him, and there was nothing that could ever tear you apart. Not anymore.
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the women are the strong ones, truly. - a.f.f.c.
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CHRIS EVANS Smaht Pahk | 2020 Hyundai Sonata | Hyundai
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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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can we send in requests for chris’ other characters, like frank adler and ransom drysdale or is this blog strictly steve centered?
hey!!
omg yes, do feel free to send in requests especially for those two mentioned!! this is a safe space for all chris’ characters :))
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So I saw Anastasia on broadway (which is based on the animated movie) and I was wondering how would Steve react to the reader being in the situation that Anastasia was. Like her losing her family and memory and wanting to go to Paris to find her family? Like him helping her remember and then realizing that she actually is the missing princess?
okay, so i last watched the movie long ago, but i’m quite familiar with the story and here’s how i picture it, in a nutshell (’cos i got inspired and now i want to write an au):
i’m quite sure Steve would be a sweetheart, okay? i mean, he would fall in love with the reader loooong before she finds out she is the missing princess - Steve is not a materialistic man, so he wouldn’t go on the journey with the reader because there’s a huge possibility she’s the missing russian princess. he would simply get worried and would feel like it’s his duty to get the reader back to her family safely and would do everything in his power to do so. i feel like the friendly and sassy teasing would pretty much be present here as well, but Steve would try his best to help the reader remember and process her memories, being there for her through the whole, both physical and emotional, journey.
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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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So High was adorable omg I loved it so much
hi!
omg thank you, i’m soso glad you enjoyed it!! xx
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adoringsteverogers · 4 years
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;-; so high is so cute I can’t wait for the next part ;-;
omg hi
thank you so much, means a lot!! i thought it was going to be terrible, but it kinda turned out okay?,,,,
so get ready for part two lol!!!
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So High
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Pairing: steve rogers x fem!reader
Word Count: 1.3K
Warning: mentions of injuries and use of morphine; other than that, just a huge load of fluff
Summary: the journey back home from the past does not go as smooth as planned and Steve does need a bit of a higher dosage of painkiller, however the warning did not mention accidental confessions
A/N: pretty fucking long time, no see but i’ve happened to watch knives out and instantly started missing stevie boi so here’s this something i cooked for you while in the cinema. enjoy xx  also, this got a cliffhanger so maybe a part two??
You were standing next to Sam near the portal, grabbing his hand so hard that his fingers almost broke but he didn’t even seem to care at the moment. You all had a breath held back while waiting for Steve to return from the mission which was supposed to take only five seconds, at least for you in the present. You knew it was a much longer time for Steve himself, and you were getting really worried and started regretting letting him take back the Stones all alone.
Your anxiety started overtaking you especially when the seconds had passed and he was still nowhere to be found. You looked at Bruce with a heart beating faster each minute, and you almost yelled at him as you asked why Steve was taking so much to come back to you. When your friend couldn’t give you any rational answers, you pushed Sam away and stepped closer to the complex machine looking Bruce in the eyes, ready to shout his hair off if you were to find out he had fucked up and it was impossible for Steve to return. You had already opened your mouth but had a loud groan from behind you cut you off even before you could start preaching. You quickly spun around and let out a relieved chuckle as you saw Steve on the floor of the portal. However, your happiness was soon gone when he fell on his knees, blood dripping from his head down his face. Steve was unable to form intelligible words, let alone sentences and your face completely fell when you saw his torn uniform as Bucky and Sam helped him stand on his two feet. You completely forgot about Bruce and the whole world around you as you rushed towards Steve, gently cupping his cheeks and trying to create eye contact with him with no success. He was practically unconscious.
“Y/N, make sure they get a bed ready for him in the hospital wing. Boy has gotten into just another fight,” Sam blurted out, keeping his calm and supporting his friend towards the bulding along with Bucky. You quickly nodded and held back your tears as you started sprinting back to the Avengers compound, looking for the nearest doctor or nurse. Still, the one you first met, or dare I say bumped into when you pushed the heavy door open was Scott and he was not the biggest help since he panicked even more than you did if that’s even possible. 
However, you soon got everything settled and ready before Sam and Bucky even carried Steve inside and you gave yourself a pat on the back when you saw Cap getting laid on a hospital bed gently but quickly. You let out a long sigh when the nurse sent Sam and Bucky outside and Bruce rushed in, already giving advice and instructions on what to do before Steve completely disappeared behind the light blue curtain of the sterile room, already knocked out.
Sam pulled you in for a hug and slowly caressed your back, making sure you would keep calm. You really needed to overcome the stubborn force pulling your arms down as you hugged your best friend back weakly, in need of medical help yourself since you were on the verge of fainting. Sam guided you to an empty chair against the white wall that seemed way too bright at the moment and forced you to keep your eyes closed unless you wanted to go totally blind. 
Only now you just realised how weak your legs and whole body were and how much energy worrying for Steve had drained from you. You were so shocked that you didn’t even notice Bucky leaving and getting back to his room - you could only see you were alone with Sam when your vision had finally cleared and some colour had flooded your face again.
“It’s okay, he’s gonna be fine,” Sam whispered, soothing you with his deep voice before you fell asleep on his shoulder right there on the spot.
You were woken up a little less than an hour later when Bruce came out of the room, letting you know that Steve’s condition was stable but he needed some rest. By the time, Bucky had already rejoined you two and gave you a gentle smile when he saw you were awake. You returned the gesture, your face much more brighter because of the great news and you slowly stood up, stretching out your spine. Sam told you to take a refreshing shower while Steve was asleep and you took one last look towards the bright room before taking the advice and returning to your room.
When you went back to the hospital room at around 9PM, the corridor was already empty. Everyone had either passed out or was trying to recreate after the long fight they just had. You even heard some light-hearted chatter and laughter, all the Avengers trying to see the glass half full. You did contemplate join them before you saw Steve’s small movements near the window of the room disigned like the ones in hospitals, and it made you stop. You could see he was just waking up from the deep, dreamless sleep he was put into after the mini-surgery, and you desperately wanted to be there with him.
You slowly grabbed and turned the doorknob, trying not to make any loud noises while entering the room only lit by one small light in the wall above Steve’s head. You quietly approached him and sat down on the edge of his bed just as he opened his eyes, a small and sleepy smile spreading over his face.
“Hey there...” Steve tried to push himself up but failed terribly, letting out a painful groan and you had already reached out to help him out, causing him to smirk just again. “Are you my guardian angel, or what?”
The sudden, dorky but honest question made your heart skip a beat and you lowered your head with wrinkles in the corners of your eyes, telling about the huge smile spreading over your face. You cleared your throat and tried to get serious just again, failing terribly as you saw Steve’s cloudy expression and dorky smile.
“Wait. Are you high?” You joked, letting out a soft chuckle and shifted closer to Steve who simply shrugged.
“I’m sure they’ve given me some morphine or whatever for the pain. But to be fair, I barely remember anything,” he blurted out without articulating one word, making it really difficult for you to understand what he was saying. You still laughed and shook your head, looking around the room and soon finding the small phial of morphine on the table right under the window.
“Yep, see the one who knocked you out so bad. Man, you must’ve been attacked brutally. I’m so glad nothing serious happened.” You said, almost whispered and you could feel Steve getting a bit more serious after your confession. He looked you deep in your eyes and smiled softly just again, waking up those damned butterflies in your stomach.
“I just knew there was someone real worried about me in the future,” he whispered, his index finger slightly touching your bruised knuckles and you really had to control yourself so you wouldn’t fall off the hospital bed. You cleared your throat just again and smiled awkwardly, shaking your head.
“Man, you’re so high,” you chuckled, but deep down honestly hoping it was not simply the morphine speaking from Steve. The boy just smiled at you with his sleepy baby blues piercing your E/C eyes and you couldn’t be sure if he was aware of his actions or not.
“Maybe. But maybe not. Maybe you make me feel like this.”
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adoringsteverogers · 5 years
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do you ever just randomly start missing the obamas again even though you live on a completely different continent and feel like it has no impact on your shitty country but deep down you know that horse in the hospital is able to convince your own prime minister that his country can be even shittier? what i’m trying to say is that hungary is shitty, tr*mp can choke and i wanna have a tea party with Michelle and Barack Obama in the white house.
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adoringsteverogers · 5 years
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so i’ve been listening a loooot to happier by marshmello ft. bastille and you can fight me all you want, but that song suits steve so well, i can’t-
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