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demivampirew · 4 years

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Keep Calm and Go to London chapter 24

Synopsis: This is the story of (y/n), a successful actress, musician, musical producer and songwriter. After battling depression and breaking up a long relationship, she seeks for a change of air, escaping LA for a while going to visit some friends in London and there she meets Henry. -Disclaimer: some chapters are mostly smut.

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Triggers: talking about sex (daddy kink) (NOT SMUT😁🤣) - I think that’s the only trigger- I think.

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Good morning, daddy! - you said entering the kitchen, in a sexy tone.- What an amazing night. - you added as you approached him and kissed him. He became red as a tomato and his eyes were wide open. You looked at him confused and then you heard someone cough and laugh. You turned your head to the side and saw that in the kitchen island was the laptop open in the zoom app and there was Charlie, Henry's younger brother, with whom your boyfriend was chatting before you appear. You blushed as well and laughed. - Oh, hi Charlie! - you greeted - I would say good morning, but it's more than clear that it is, in fact, a good morning for you! - he joked. Oh, the audacity. - Would it help to clarify that I only call him daddy as a joke because his fans call him daddy all the time on Instagram? - Sure.- he laughed even harder. - It's true. I'm not really into the daddy kink... I'm more into him being the naughty boy I have to punish. - you said, grinning and winking at your lover's brother. Henry became red as a lobster. Poor shy boy. - Too much information. I'm sure the rest will love to hear that, specially Simon.- Charlie pointed out. - Charlie, I love you, but if you say a word of this to the others, I'll Superman your ass out of this planet. - Henry warned him. You looked at him confused by the threat and Henry explained that was a joke related to a sketch he made for Jimmy Kimmel Live a few years ago. You chuckled. - Don't worry. I won't say a word. I promise. - Charlie assured him. - Even if he says something you shouldn't worry babe, you were amazing, it's not something you should be embarrassed about, you should be proud of your awsomeness.- you said and winked. - Ok, TMI, baby, TMI. - he said grinning. - Alright. I'll shut up. - you promised. Then, you grabbed the avocado toast your boyfriend made you and some tea and went into the living room to take your breakfast and leave him so space to talk to his brother in peace. You picked up your laptop and checked for mails and to see if your band members had finished recording their parts for the new song you were working on, so you could put it all together. You checked your social network as well, and people were still going crazy about the news of your relationship. You curiously entered your name's hashtag and it was full of news about you and Henry and the paparazzi pictures from the day before and everyone sharing their opinions. You were surprised by how many people like the idea of you two being together. Some fans were angry but less than you expected. Other were rather worry than mad. You saw an account share a piece of video from an interview in which Henry said that his biggest dream in life was to start a family and with that video, she shared other in which you said to Ellen Degeneres that you didn't want to have kids and how angry it made you that when you said that you did not want kids, people would ignore your opinion and just comment "You're young, you'll change your mind". You sighed. You couldn't blame them for being worried. They just wanted him to be happy and starting a family being his biggest dream were words that came from his mouth. You wanted to tell them that they shouldn't worry. You wanted to let everyone know that you'd let him be if you couldn't give him what he wanted so badly, but at the same time, you knew it was better to say nothing. You didn't own anyone any explanation. It was something between you and Henry. It was nobody else's business. You needed to learn to respect yourself better. A little after that, Henry called you from the kitchen and you went there. He wanted to ask you what you wanted for lunch. You indicated that you were ok with anything he wanted to prepare and apologized if he was uncomfortable with the things you said to his brother before and he smirked and kissed you, assuring you he found that amusing and he and Charlie had a good laugh about it. - People are going insane on the internet about us. - you commented - I know, I saw it myself.- he admitted - Your fans are worried because I said in the past that I didn't want kids. - you sighed. - Don't let it bother you. This is something that only should concern the two of us and nobody else. I'm a big man, I know what is best for me.- he told you and then kissed you. - So you are still ok with people knowing about us? - you questioned - Are you kidding? I'm a legend. Superman got the Hollywood Superwoman! - he exclaimed.- Everyone is wondering how the hell I managed to get you to date me.- he said proudly - Haha, very funny! I'm the lucky one, sir! Look at you, Greek God, you're a piece of art. How could anyone be surprised I'd lost my mind over you.- you replied, grabbing his waist and kissing him. He smiled and pressed his forehead against yours. - So you asked me if I was ok, what about you? Is ok with you that people know about us? - he wondered. - Absolutely. I like being the bitch everyone envy because the hottest and sweetest guy in Hollywood and the world is dating her. I love the fact that people know your heart is mine and mine is yours.- you affirmed and he smirked while stroking your face. - So, you think we should make it official? - you asked - Is it official already? - he questioned confused. - Not technically; not until one of us confirmed it.- you pointed out and he put his best "Well, would you look at that" face. -Sure, how you want to do it? - I have an idea on the mind- you replied smirking devilishly. So you went into the living room and put on Taylor Swift's "London Boy" to play aloud and started to record yourself lip-syncing some parts of the song.

(...) But something happened, I heard him laughing I saw the dimples first and then I heard the accent They say home is where the heart is But that's not where mine lives

You know I love a London boy I enjoy walking Camden Market in the afternoon He likes my American smile Like a child when our eyes meet, darling, I fancy you Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates So I guess all the rumours are true You know I love a London boy Boy, I fancy you (ooh)

And now I love high tea, stories from uni, and the West End You can find me in the pub, we are watching rugby with his school friends Show me a grey sky, a rainy cab ride Babe, don't threaten me with a good time They say home is where the heart is But God, I love the English

That last line earned a huge smile on your part.

You know I love a London boy I enjoy nights in Brixton, Shoreditch in the afternoon He likes my American smile Like a child when our eyes meet, darling, I fancy you Took me back to Highgate, met all of his best mates So I guess all the rumours are true You know I love a London boy Boy, I fancy you.

You posted the video on your Instagram feed and added some highlighted lines from the lyrics. "So I guess all the rumours are true You know I love a London boy Boy, I fancy you."

People went crazy with your post. Your friend Taylor left many hearts on the comments. But the comment that stood out was Henry's: " 😳🤯😍 🥰❤️❤️❤️ 🇬🇧 ". That made you feel incredible. The fact that he did not care about people's opinions and would proudly show affection to you in front of the world made you incredibly happy. For the first time, you experienced what being loved unconditionally felt like.

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fandomn00blr · 4 years

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Trivia Tuesday, eh? <3

Ok, so I had to look up what Trivia Tuesday was because @serial-chillr tagged me (you’re the best, btw!). And I guess it’s fine if I just gush about some made-up “facts” about my characters/fics, right?

Tagging ahead to @charlatron, @johaeryslavellan, @kemvee, @barbex, @iarollane, and @factorykat! TELL US SOME FUN FACTS IF YA GOT ‘EM!

I’m going to share a bit (a lot) of head canon/name trivia that is very dear to my heart about one of my Hawke half-twins, Leandera Fenara Hawke that will hopefully be explored more in detail in a distant chapter of a future part of my Lost and Found series on AO3 (like, she doesn’t even exist yet in the parts I’m currently polishing up now, but I tend to write things in a backwards time spiral, so...spoilers, I guess?)

Leandera was originally named Leandra, after her late maternal grandmother (cuz Hawke is unoriginal but also cuz she missed her mama more than ever when she became one herself...not a thing I can relate to at all, I swear! shut up...I’m not crying...YOU ARE!), and Fenara, which was Fenris’ contribution, meaning something like “wolf’s journey” (I don’t understand Elvhen grammar because nobody bothered to actually develop one when they first started slapping words together and that’s okay, Bioware. I get that you had other more important things to worry about...like making everyone friggin hot and stuff, but if you wanted to hire me, a PhD-level linguist, I would take pay in the form of plot spoilers just so I can get out of academia). Fenris makes a habit of studying languages, and has a knack for picking up new ones (canon AF), but until he and Hawke had the twins, he had sort of avoided studying Elvhen for...reasons. Their son, Leandera’s half-twin, is called Malcolm Asaara...asaara being Qunlat for ‘breath’ for even more reasons, but this is about his sister, sooo...

When Hawke and Fenris brought their little family to Skyhold, the kids weren’t even four yet (another fun fact: they get a pretty sweet send-off/fourth birthday party right before leaving Skyhold), but Malcolm had already taught himself how to read and write (under Fenris’ tutelage, natch) because he’s kind of an amazing prodigy. Leandra hated reading and writing lessons, and sitting still for pretty much anything, so she had barely even learned her letters. But the Skyhold library was a favorite place to hang out for both of them (I mean, Dorian’s there...there are big comfy chairs...it’s round!), and when Leandra realized that she could read about dragons and shit in books, she finally started taking an interest in reading and writing (again...none of this is based at all on any of my own personal experiences with children, early childhood education, or literacy, or anything...).

Then the Fade thing at Adamant happened. Hawke stayed behind to fight the Nightmare because she’s a fucking bad ass. She also found Anders there. They were both rescued by Fenris and a team of powerful mages and Justice and... But anyway, Leandra finally got to meet her other dad, Anders.

When she was learning to spell her name (and phonemic awareness and all that shit), Fenris encouraged her to sound it out and spell it how she saw fit. She asked how Anders spelled it, recognizing the sounds of his name embedded in her own (which may or may not have been on purpose), and Fenris never corrected her (BECAUSE HE IS IN LOVE WITH ANDERS, TOO...DID I MENTION THIS IS SOME REAL SAPPY FENHANDERS SHIT?! ANDERS CRIED, OBVIOUSLY, THE FIRST TIME HE SAW HER WRITE HER NAME). By the time Hawke noticed, Leandra had already become Leandera (”with two Es!”), and she was signing her name all over everything, and Hawke just had to embrace it as well.

Omg...this got so long and meandering and I am so very sorry! I guess it’s also TMI Tuesday.

#dragon age #Lost and Found DA2 endgame canon divergence #trivia tuesday #tag #leandEra fenara #fenhanders #Hawke twins (not Bethany and Carver)#half-twins #heteropaternal twins #f!hawke #fenris #anders #literacy #names #hawke family #LF Hawke

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catch22inareddress · 6 years

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Pumpkin Spice and Everything Nice

Halloween has always been your favorite holiday, and with the past few years being very hard on you, this one was special. New home, new life. What the hell were you supposed to do when a very handsome and clumsy Chris Evans falls into your bookstore hiding from fans? Do you rescue him or throw him to the werewolves. Tonight is the night where you could dwell on the past you’ve been running from or focus on new beginnings. Which one would you choose?

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Halloween was one of your favorites times of the year. The smell of autumn in the air and having pumpkins surround you as you walked to and from places, made your heart melt into a gooey pile of candy corn. It brought up memories of you as a kid with your parents trick or treating and costumes, eating sweets until you were sick. It made you miss them terribly since they passed but you felt closer to them with fall in the air. If you had any doubts about your recent relocation, this would've crushed them all at once. The new town you were living in brought back those recollections like a flash flood and rather than drowning your were swimming and loving every second.

You just moved to a small Boston suburb where everyone knew everyone, and it was a far cry from the last ten years in LA, and you adored it. While you missed some aspects of LA, you were happy to find your new home, and you worked at a bookstore downtown, which you enjoyed. It was a more straightforward way of life, and you finally felt at home and safe from the chaos of LA, where you could barely make ends meet. You only missed your friends and close camaraderie that you had with them. Skyping wasn't the same, but you doubted that you would ever be able to go back, you barely had made it here, to begin with.

As you were unpacking the latest inventory of books in the now peaceful bookstore, you heard the front door chime and some quick rustling before you went up front to see what the commotion was. Your current weapon of choice was Hemmingway but it was a heavy book, and you had decent aim. With it being Halloween you could only imagine what terror awaited you. People were already dressed up, and you were about to close the store to go home and get ready for an evening out with a friend at a neighborhood party.

What you discovered when you snuck up behind a bookcase was quite amusing that you found yourself silently staring, trying to figure out what exactly was going on.

Here was this vastly built man in a blue henley shirt and snug jeans with a coordinating baseball cap hunched over the overstuffed chair. He was peering through the blinds like he was hiding from the Wolfman himself and it was all you could do to contain the snicker inside. If he cowered any more, you were sure the henley was going to tear right off the man's back and run in the other direction from the abuse. You came out from your hiding space and exposed yourself fully with books in hand.

"I would ask you if you were interested in the horror section, but something tells me you've had enough of that tonight?" He nearly jumped out of his skin but instead stood up from the couch and tripped on the coffee table, landing him flat on his ass. As he lay sprawled out before you, a giggle erupted from your throat. The blush that crept up his face was one that made you flush a similar shade of red.

You looked out the window similarly as he did previously while he tried to compose himself. "Sorry to intrude on you, miss." You ignored his apology while still peering out on the sidewalk and street. "So which goblin or witch are you hiding from tonight?" When you turned around he let out a smile that would break the streetlights for a mile and dropped his head, rubbing the back of his neck, you assumed as a nervous tick.

"Or should I say fans, Captain." He laughed seemingly embarrassed that you knew who he was. "I've been caught." You switched the blinds closed and locked the door and shot your most menacing glare his way but quickly lost it and laughed. "Don't worry; I'm not a creeper. You can hide out here while I close up. I'm more of a Winter Soldier girl myself." He feigned mock hurt as he clutched his ridiculously hard chest laughing and you smirked as you set the books down.

"If a buncha frat girls didn't just nearly mob me, I wouldn't be hurt, but one less crazed fan is okay by me. I should at least be happy that you aren't Team Ironman." He leaned his elbows on the glass counter as you scoffed at him for his blasphemous comment and he threw you another signature smile. "Anything I can help with? Ya know since I just threw myself into your store and at the mercy of your good graces." You grinned while you avoiding his gaze and closed out the till then putting up a few books. "I wouldn't mind a walk to the bus stop. The ghouls are out this tonight, along with the douchebags." He paused but then offered another solution. "I can do you one better. How bout a lift home?" You looked up at him with narrowed eyes, and he paused under the scrutiny. "C'mon! I'm Captain America."

"Let me ask you this, CAP. Say a strange man comes barreling in the store hiding from some random girls and offers a young woman a ride home on Halloween. Should she trust him? Seems a little sketch to me." He reflected on the scenario with a handsome, serious face that nearly made you swoon. "Under any other circumstances, I would tell her to run the other way and to make sure she wasn't wearing heels. In this incident, though I would say you are more than safe and would even call my mom to give you references." His face was earnest, and you wanted to believe that you were safe but too many years in LA gave you suspicions.

"OK, call her up." His brows shot to his hairline. "Seriously?" You nodded and crossed your arms over your chest, his eyes flicked to your cleavage but didn't linger. He passed the first test. Well done.

"No way am I getting in a car with a stranger on Halloween before I talk to his momma and make sure he's a gentleman." He gave a genuine and yet nervous laugh as he pulled out his phone and called Mrs. Evans.

"Hey, Ma. Yea Yea. I'm on my way. I got sidetracked by a mob of fans and had to lay low." He laughed, and you heard her ask if he was ok. "Yea, I'm good. Actually found a nice bookshop to hide out in, yea that's the one. Hey, can you talk to..Y/N?" He looked at your tag. "Yes, ma'am. I offered her a ride home, and she said she doesn't get in the car with strangers. So I said I'd call you...Yea." He handed you the phone.

"Hello?" A bright and cheery voice came on the line. "Hi, honey. I love that bookstore. I bring my grandkids in there all the time. I've seen you, and you are just the sweetest thing." You laughed at her observation. "Well, it is my job, Mrs. Evans." She laughed. "Nonsense, call me Lisa. I can tell you're nice. You even hid that brute of a son of mine when you could've told him to beat it. So thank you." You laughed at her easy nature and humor. "So you can vouch that he won't murder me?" For that, she was laughing hysterically. "He won't murder you, but he will try and smother you with his charms no doubt. Honey, make him work for it. That boy is a handful." You smiled. " And who says I'm not?"

"Thatta girl. Now if he doesn't hold the door open for you, call me. I will give him the ass reaming he deserves. I raised him better than that." You giggled. You already enjoyed her so much; you had to pay attention to the next time she came in. "Yes, ma'am " You hung up and handed him the phone, and he looked at you expectantly.

"She said that if you murdered me, you have to answer to her, so I suppose you can drive me home. Just remember, I'm fragile cargo." He smirked at your acceptance to his offer, and he held the door open and stood with his hands in his pockets and face down as you locked up.

"So where is your chariot, sir." His brows perked up, and you wanted to facepalm instantly. "Sorry, occupational hazard." He chuckled and held out his arm for you to cautiously take. "I can be your prince charming." You scoffed and looked at his ridiculously handsome face. "Whoa there on the charm, big boy. I may live here now, but I'm from LA." He walked you to his truck, and you laughed. "Overcompensating?" He barked out a laugh. "Is that an invitation to find out." He shut the door and jogged over to the driver side. He could go from flirty to a gentleman with the flip of a switch. It was like he was speaking a bilingual language so effortlessly as second nature, he didn't even realize it. He was dangerous and a playboy. You needed to be careful.

"So where to?" You gave him directions. "You live two blocks from me. That's convenient." You smirked out the window. "What? To borrow sugar?"

"Well if you ever need anything you can swing by, I'll give you my number." You simply nodded and looked at him skeptically. "What!? You're looking at me like a wolf in sheep's clothing. I'm a nice guy. I swear, you even talked to my mom." You smiled and looked at your hands. "Yea, she also warned me of your irresistible charm." He nodded silently. "Well, I promise not to throw unnecessary charm your way. I will only do what I mean and mean what I say. Fair?" You smiled and nodded your head.

"So LA? Why here?" You sighed and just went for it. "I lived there for ten years, and it was a struggled to make ends meet and then I found a job here at the bookstore and decided to just up and leave. Start fresh on a new coast. My parents and I lived in a small town, and I just wanted to get back to the small town vibe, ya know?" He went between watching you and looking at the road. One hand was on the wheel, and the other was on his leg, but he was intent on you. "Sorry, TMI?" He shook his head earnestly.

"No, I like authentic talk and hate bullshitting all the time. It drives me crazy all the interviews and surface level conversations." He grinned as he looked out the window. "This is my home even though I also have one in LA. It's ...just not the same. I miss here and the people. You fit here. Here suits you by the way." Out of everything that he had sent that had sent you in a flurry, it was the best compliment you had been given in a long time. It confirmed what you had felt. This was home. You knew that you were blushing and didn't even try to hide the smile that graced your soft features and Chris took notice of it instantly. "Thank you." He cleared his throat to get his focus back.

"Of course. So are you going to Gilley's party tonight?" You looked at him questioning how he knew. "Hey, don't sweat it. I just figured since you're in the neighborhood and all. We go every year to the shindig."

"Oh well, in that case, yea I'm going with a friend. Anything I should be prepared for?" He ruminated a moment for took his hat off rubbing his hands through his mussed up hair. "Well yea, they can get pretty rowdy. But mostly the girls are just ridiculous, a lot of them come from the college, so they are ...younger. I don't see you being that kind of girl." You felt a twinge of jealousy at the thought of girls hanging all over him but pushed it aside, especially when you were older. It was his life, and you weren't apart of it, you could only stew in the corner tonight with a beer in hand.

"Well, you should be used to it by now. Occupational hazard some would say." He smiled and rubbed the back of his neck again, turning another corner. "So what are you dressing up as?" You smiled at his question excitedly. "Flapper girl." He looked over at you, feeding off of your enthusiasm. "Oh yeah? I bet you'll be one good looking dame." You instantly blushed and bit your lip, and he couldn't help but laugh. "Well, I just learned something new about you." He said teasingly, and it peaked your interest instantly.

"What's that?" He shrugged indifferently. "I want to test my theory out later a bit more." He pulled up to your duplex and stopped, yet you didn't get ready to exit right away. "What makes you think you'll see me later tonight." He put his arm over the back of the seat but refrained from being presumptuous and putting it behind you. "Oh, I'll make sure of it." You laughed but made a point that it was at him and not with him. "You sure can manage that through these hoards of women you keep complaining about?" He beamed a smile and peaked over to look at you while you climbed out of his truck. "I need a pretty dame to rescue me again."

You looked back at him with a smirk. "You're gonna need rescuing alright. Especially when I tell your mom that you didn't open the door for me when we got to my place." He immediately frowned and you heard him mumble a curse as you shut his door and skipped to your place, refusing to look back. As you closed your front door, you finally heard him leaving and plopped down on your loveseat, recounting the evening and how it all unfolded. Holy fuck, that was one helluva turn of events.

After you felt pleased enough with your dress and retro makeup you and your friend, Sarah, walked the very short walk over to Gilley's house for the party. To say you were shocked at the turnout was an understatement. People were littered everywhere, although the man had a large enough house to satisfy the mass of people rather quickly.

Sarah pulled you arm in arm with her cat tail hitting you as she sashayed through the front door. You immediately snickered at all of the slutty cats but assured her that she was the best-looking kitten in the heat you had ever seen. She purred as you both headed to Gilley's well set up bar.

"SARAH!! My sexy woman! You made it." The burly 31-year-old forever frat boy made his way over to engulph you and Sarah into a bear hug. "Lovin' the outfit ladies." He poured you mixed drink and showed you around his house and the different entertainment tables for drinking games to your amusement.

"Don't look now but behind an ugly ass bunch of girls in cliche ass slutty costumes is a very dapper looking Chris Evans. That man is staring a hole into you girl. I mean I know you said you met him today but what the hell did you slip him? He's got it bad." You swatted her arm. "Oh please, that man is trouble. He could have anyone here; I'm the last thing he needs. " She looked at you over the straw of her mixed drink with soft eyes. "Don't do that. You deserve something good. You've had a shitty few years, first your parents dying then LA being a money sucking bust. So what if he likes you, let him. Maybe he can be your sugar daddy." If she hadn't added the last part, you might have teared up at the shitty memories flooding up.

Your parent both dying in the car wreck and barely having money to survive in LA ...yeah. The past few years had been rough. Which meant falling for a Christopher Robert Evans would not end well. At least not for you. You rolled your eyes at Sarah as she hip bumped you. "Fine, if you're so anxious when you start to feel something for him take a drink. You'll get drunk and forget it and have fun at least." You laughed, maybe she had something. You took care to glance over your shoulder and saw him looking handsome as ever and dressed to kill...wait no. He was dress to match you. He was a trim and attractive, dressed like the devil himself.

Without thinking you just left Sarah, hearing her giggling in the distance as you walked over to him. You had a surge of confidence when his eyes locked with you and he couldn't even smile, only staring at your red lips and perfectly styled hair. He was sitting with four girls giggling and talking about Captain America and such around him.

"Hey there, sorry it took me so long to make it baby." He couldn't contain the smile that graced his face as he beamed up at you and stood. You wrapped your arms around his perfect shoulders with his lopping around your waist. "It's no problem. I'm patient, doll. Just talking about movie stuff with these fans." He sat back down, and you sat in his lap like it was the most natural thing you had ever done. The fangirls that were hoping to get to set off some fireworks with the Captain tonight were thoroughly disappointed as he was giving you all of his attention now. The redhead dressed as Black Widow chimed in. "So are you going to be able to play to beer pong with us later, Chris?" Her voice whined, and it was all you could do not to recoil. "Sorry, I plan on spending the evening with my girl tonight. You understand, though. Have a great night ladies!"

And with a collective and audible sigh they wandered off with their tails, some literally between their legs. "Well, that was quite worth it. Thank you!" You smiled at him, suddenly aware of how close you were and making a move to get up. He took his hat off and set it on the arm of the seat and put his hand delicately on your leg. "Not so fast, doll. You get up they'll know we were playing them." His voice was low and gravelly, and you shivered a bit. "Cold, doll?" You shook your head, and he only smirked at you.

"So what's with the costume, Evans?" He shrugged and leaned his head to the side as you took a drink of your beer. Every time you catch a feel....

It was going to be a loong night.

"No costume really. Fitted suit and suspenders, a hat. I just wanted to make an effort for you. That's all." You shied away hoping he couldn't see your blush. "That's very kind of you. Do I get the full-service gentleman tonight? Tap dance and all?" He laughed. "Tell you what. Stay with me allll night, and I'll do a little soft shoe for ya. How's that sound?"

"Something tells me you're not a soft kind of guy?" He spewed out part of the beer he just drank and wiped the back of his hand on his chin. "Oh, we're going the route huh, doll? Naughty, dame?" You bit your lip and grabbed a shot from one of the guys walking by who didn't blink an eye at you, only laughing. "See I have a theory about you, sweetheart."

You let the burn run down your throat as you only hummed in response. "You've got a word kink. You like someone who can talk the talk isn't that right, sweets." He voice was low and throaty in your ear. Damnit, he was good. Either that or you were damn near transparent. Right now you were going with both. Both is good.

You two had made your way around the room, and he had introduced you to his friends from school and played some drinking games. You were losing yourself in the night, and you were sure if you were getting drunk on the alcohol or him. All of his friends and you had seemingly hit it off, and that only was worse, mainly because you couldn't get drunk enough. You knew you were going to remember the night and forgetting him was going to be hard. Sarah was toasted, but Gilly had a soft spot for her, and you knew she was safe with him watching out for her.

"I'm going to go and risk the ladies room line, I imagine you'll see me around dawn." Chris laughed as your rolled your eyes. "I'll wait for you, doll." You suppressed the fluttering butterflies and took a drink to drown them with booze and walked in the direction of the bathroom.

Little did you know that Sarah was drunk beyond belief and loose lips sink ships. "So, you and my girl seem to be hitting it off, Evans." Her slurred words would be nearly unrecognizable by some but the Boston native spoke her language, sometimes fluently. He smiled to himself as he watched you walk away. "Yea, she's somethin' else. You think she'd go for a guy like me?" He knew that he was fishing, and it was wrong, but he needed a bone thrown his way. Sure you guys were having a fabulous night, but he wanted something more than a drunk filled night of laughter. He wanted to see you again, and if Sarah just said that it was a possibility, hell that was all he needed.

"She's a tough one to crack, Chris. You're every girl's type, so that's gonna scare her off." He furrowed his brows and Sarah grabbed his check roughly not realizing her strength at the moment. "Hey, sad Hulk. I'm not sayin you don't have a chance. Why you think she's been drinkin sooo hard? Every time she drinks it's because she's feelin' somethin?" He looked up at her and gently took her wrist off of his face. "What do you mean?" She shrugged haphazardly. "She was scared she'd fall for you t'night. So I told her to just drink it off so she'd forget it. Girl can hold her liquor though."

Sarah found that hilarious and had a giggle fit, and Chris rolled his eyes. "That's some fucked up shit, Sarah." She hit his ridiculously hard shoulder thinking she would move him, huffing when he was resolute in his stance. "Shut the fuck up! She's had a shit life. Her parents died in a car wreck, and the same week she found her boyfriend fucking her roommate. She had to couch surf because she was homeless and save every penny to move out here and start over. She has no family and doesn't want to get her heart broken by America's sweetheart. Can you bl--."

"What the hell, Sarah?!" You stood there hearing the conversation about you between your very drunk friend and the man that you were grappling to keep any feelings for. "Chris, if you have questions about me I would appreciate you ask me and not someone else." He put his hands up in defense. "It's not like that, I just asked if I had a chance with you and---." You grabbed your purse from behind the bar and waved by to Gilly who was walking back over to Sarah who was looking more and more unbalanced by the moment.

"Well, I can answer that for you. No. You don't. Men like you don't end up with women like me." You turned on your heel and made a quick exit seeing his fan club by the door. "He's all your ladies." They heard you and saw a determined Evans following behind. They were also headstrong, and they saw this as a second chance at seeing some Captain Action and blocked his exit as you made a quick getaway.

Your apartment was about a 20-minute walk, but you weren't really in a hurry and enjoyed looking at all the houses and seeing a few of them getting toilet papered this late in the evening. You had a delicious buzz going on but drunk you were not. It's like your body refused to let the memories of Chris go. His laughter and the touch of his hands on the small of your back. He was so easy to talk to and get along with, it was like second nature. Then he would turn and whisper things with such a double meaning it would make your insides turn warm. He could keep your toes on point like that of a premier ballerina. Yet you had just met him, was this what love at first sight felt like? You laughed at loud at the sheer cliche of it but damnit to hell, it sure felt like it was something profound.

Lost in thought and out of nowhere someone rolled up beside you startling the living daylights out of you. "Holy fuckity fuck!" You launched off and whacked the random assailant in the head with your purse, and he grunted. "Shit!! It's me Y/N! Chris!!" You stopped and held your chest and knelt over a moment. "Well even the more reason to hit you, asshat! Scaring the piss outta me and invasion of privacy. Now go away!"

You turned to keep walking but he jumped in front of you, and you stopped knowing you weren't going to get around the mountain of a man. "I will yell fire and wake up the whole street." He put his hands up in submission. "I just want to talk and make sure that you get home safe, please?" You sighed in surrender. "Fine, you have 8 minutes till I'm home to make your case." He smirked and took a place in step next to you in silence at first.

"I didn't mean to fall into that deep of a conversation with Sarah I was just thirsty for information about you, and I didn't go about it the right way." You agreed but yet allowed him to continue. "Truth is, I'm not that good with this dating thing. I may have a quick charm, but it doesn't go past the first meet, especially when I really like a woman. I'm clumsy and trip over my words, I'm not suave or a charmer. I have some pretty solid moments that make you think I've got it going for me but I'm insecure and doubt myself all the time. I had a moment of uncertainty and asked Sarah if I had a chance with you, that's all." You paused and looked at him, not saying anything but just searching his eyes for truth, and you couldn't find a lie. Yes, he was a fucking great actor, but you couldn't believe he was performing right now.

"Thank you for that Chris. I'm sorry I went off on you, it's just I didn't want you to see me like that. Know all of the gritty details. My life isn't glamorous, and that's ok...for me. But I see the way women look at you and the way those girls at the party looked at you. I'm not that kind of woman, I will never look like that or act like that. I can't be that for, and I won't fit in your world." He shook his head as if you ever word you said was a foreign language and made no sense to him.

"That bullshit." Your brows arched and you were ready to go straight up defense mode with Captain America himself. In fact, that was the image that you saw for a split second. Holy hotness. His shoulders were broad, and he was ready for a verbal battle if that was what was needed. "I know you've only known me one night but in that time did I made you feel like that was the kind of woman I wanted? Hell, you met me because I was literally hiding from the likes of that kind of girl. And look around you." He waved his arms around dramatically. "This is my world. The acting world is just my work and hey if I get to take you on a red carpet date, that would be unbelievable. If that's not something you want, then that's ok too. I can take my mom." He smiled at you adoringly while your heart was hammering out of your chest, processing what he was saying to you.

"What do you want from me? No games just..tell me." He laughed and stepped closer to you. He bit his lip, and you could see some desperation crease the worry lines on his face. His hands gently ran up your arm while the other found home on your waist, your breath got caught in your throat.

"I want you to give me a chance. I want a chance to take care of you and show you that there are good men out there. I want to be that man for you, doll, and I knew it as soon as you threw that sass at me in the bookstore. If there is such a thing as love, at first sight, you had me right then. I'm trying real hard not to scare you off but fuck it. No games right?" You smiled and looked at your feet, taking a moment you gain your composure.

"You sure it's not the booze talking?" He gripped your hip to gain your attention again. "Doll, I switched to water well over an hour ago to be your DD. It's not the booze, and the only thing I'm drunk on is you." You wrapped your arms around his neck. "That's a crappy line there, Evans." He shrugged and leaned his head a little closer. "I told you I'm not as smooth with the ladies as most people think." He finally closed the distance and claimed your lips as his. The warm and lush plumpness pressing up against your painted red ones, gentle and chaste. He pulled away and looked adoringly at you causing you to blush like a damsel in one of your books. "Well, you managed to get this girl." His brows shot up in a pleased and excited manner. "Oh yeah! I get the girl, huh?" You let the palm of your hand trail down and rest just above his heart.

"You most certainly get the girl, but one thing?" You leaned up and wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, and he pulled your flush with his body. "Anything, doll." You smiled up at the most handsome man that you ever laid eyes on. "You use the knowledge of that word kink on me when the time is right." His eyes instantly darkened and he let out a dark laugh. "Oh, I plan on it, baby girl. I plan on it."

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it's theory anon,hi!!how are YOU?i'm really good rn thanks:)) thank you for your kindness again,i'm really happy i could somehow help to help you feel even a tiny bit better and hope you're doing well now,too(and it's ok to not rest on your day off but it's also ok to do so if that's what you feel is right for you atm!).about the mf(ilm), i thought the same thing, it felt like a parallel universe type of story!i also really love plotlines about friendship, (again cont.i'll try to be briefer!)

(i’m so sorry i wrote a rly long reply so i’m gonna put this under read more !!)

2. friendship is beautiful and i feel oftentimes underappreciated(but not mx!there they go again being amazing) so i love the concept. personally i like not knowing what exactly the producers were thinking because having my own interpretation of something and seeing other ppl have their own fills me with wonder,like,that's art!so many people think so many different things and no one's wrong i love it!!your thoughts about them appreciating everything they've done so far,you're absolutely right(cont) 3. i hope they are able to bc everything's so hectic for the.i get lost just looking at their official schedule,i don't know how they do it but i also hope they are aware of all these things bc those are all mindblowingly huge accomplishments in my opinion and i just want them to feel like their hard work is worth it,yknow?(is this comprehensible?)and i know they feel pressure because as you said the business is nasty but yea i hope at the end of the day they can feel like (cont.???again 4. everything they've put so much of themselves into is worth it,i love their energy and fierce determination and i just don't want them to lose it but maybe as you said feel less pressured..but then the only way would realistically be to make sure they get awarded in the Real World so we're all doing our best in the system&hating it as you said:/ they just mean so much to so many people i want them to feel that too!i try to contain myself but here i go again! sorry it's so long AND i have more(con 5. also!thank you for your big reply and sharing your thoughts i mostly just agreed with (but you're right so what else can i do),i don't have mbb friends to vent to and fanperson(is there a gender neutral term for fanboy/fangirl?) over mx with and this is really nice and fulfilling(again,if i'm boring you,you can just delete the messages and not reply!) so THANKS!it's great to strive to be a better person but i feel like one(you) should also acknowledge the good things they're already doing(cont?) 6. you showed such pure kindness and really melted someone's(my) heart and that's a Big Deal!djkghddgwe can agree that we both inspired each other :') also please i feel like you're such a wonderful soul and you really deserve every bit of gratitude and appreciation i managed to express(i feel a lot moreprobably) so!yeah!reminder that you're lovely and deserve to be appreciated and i'm also very,very happy you're here!you made my day brighter for the 2nd time now wow!thanks! i hope you and(cont.:() 7. your gorgeous heart are taking good care and enjoying your day/night! and this cb!i really like it i haven't had time to listen to the entire album but jealousy!is a bop honestly it's my type of jam and the choreo is stunning and so are their voices!iwas so skeptical about the lyrics(they could've been like hero or stuck and those made me a bit >:/ honestly) but i really should've known they wouldn't fail me in any way ever!i can't wait to hear the rest of the songs i hope you enjoy them too!bye

hi theory anon, it's nice to hear from u again ! firstly, i am so sorry for the slow reply to this ! but im rly glad to know that u are doing good :-) i'm doing ok too thank u !! how are u ? kfjjfdsjfdf sorry that u had to read my tags but thank u for saying that !! i just feel so guilty when i do nothing bc im absolutely terrified of time passing too quickly ? just the thought of letting a few minutes go to waste is overwhelming ? even though i know it's not rational to think like this but ??? theres just this constant feeling that im running out of time so i try to get rid of it by always doing smth ?? and feel bad when i dont ? idk ?? but anyway im working on it and ill be ok ! sorry..not to be dramatic and tmi and all that kjdfdj istg this blog gives me too much freedom to say...too much :( (hope the internet folks that collect metadata never read the garbage i write bc..yikes they aren't gonna hav the best time) anyway..yea. what a paragraph to start off this reply :( sorry for the honesty and saying so much all the time btw :( not that being honest is necessarily a bad thing but ! idk every time i write smth i suddenly feel extra self conscious and feel like deleting it bc im rly embarrassed and always end up having big regret later when i reread anything ive typed up !! but i just keep writing them anyway bc...idk ?? i'd rly hate it if someone got discouraged from sharing their thoughts/worries/feelings which i think is a rly important human thing :( so yea im rly embarrassed w anything i write but i'll keep doing it anyway bc i'm all for that kind of stuff and sometimes i know its not easy and it takes someone a lot to share that and its a good thing and i dont ever want anyone to feel discouraged from doing that ! anyway i just felt like i rly needed to say all of this..but pls dont feel obliged to reply to this mess !! anyway back to mx ! you are right :( i also hope mx feel like what they've done is worth smth w/e their definition or standard of that is :( like.. all of the hard work they've put into being mx it certainly means so much to fans but i hope all the hard work they've put into being mx also means smth to them at the end of the day and they are happy w what they're doing and what they've achieved so far :( and yes we'd love mx to always be rewarded in the real world :( though we love them and we want to get them a win, i know that everyone has their commitments, means and different circumstances and we can only do so much :( but even if u think its just a small contribution, everything adds up and counts and i know that all mbb hav contributed in some way in helping them get another win for this cb ! there are some mbb who can't buy albums or streaming passes and things and i hope they don't feel bad for this :( even if all you can do is watch the mv once or twice, even if you could only vote, i hope you know that it all counts and matters !! abt mx's schedule, i get tired just by looking at their weekly one idk how they can even put up w it all ?? after this they'll hav their japanese album and things and then they'll have their concerts and on top of all that apparently [some of them are also studying] ????? they are so hardworking :( HOW do they do it !! just..thinking abt their schedule is overwhelming !!! also pls dont think that you're boring me or anything like that :( im so thankful for any msg i receive and the fact that u actually took the time to type out smth to send to me ?? im so grateful ?? u are never boring !! honestly even if u sent me a stainless steel dishwasher manual w the page length of like..23 bibles, i'd still love u for it and i'd prob read all of it :( btw thank u sm for saying all those kind things !!! receiving kindness for the 3rd time is rly !!!!!!! and once again i've done nothing to deserve it :( i dont even know what i can say to you that will ever be enough to thank u again or to top what u hav already said ! if there was like a...maslows hierarchy of kindness of smth, ur at the very top of that triangle and anything i say will never be as kind as what you have said !! for you, i can agree that we both inspired each other :-) but really thank u so much from the bottom of my heart :( i hope you know how kind and lovely u are too ! if nobody told u this today, i wanted to say that im rly grateful to know u and i'm happy that you're here !! thank u again for being so kind and thoughtful and for making me smile !! :( same, i havent properly listened to the whole album either bc ive just been letting it stream in the background (but i dont count that as a proper listen unless i listen w headphones tbh) ill give it a good listen one day ! also im a repeat 1 kind of garbage person until i feel the need to listen to a new song ?? and rn jealousy to me is a song that gets better w every listen ??? shes too powerful atm :( one day ill listen to another song but today is not that day ! Actually.....I think jealousy is my fav mx song ???? before this cb i didnt hav a fav bc i couldnt pick the song i liked most out of blue moon/blind/fighter/incomparable. i was just gonna base it off the one w the most play count out of those 4 but now i know its jealousy ! what are ur fav mx songs ?? btw i know im always saying that anything mx releases is always a masterpiece no matter what, but in all seriousness its ok if u didn't like smth they released. i don't think it makes u any less of a mbb if u didn't enjoy a certain release or if u only liked one aspect of a thing but not so much the rest of the thing. anyway not to sound so...stale and commonplace but for lack of a better word/sentence, at the end of the day your own reactions and feelings to a piece of art like music...it's all just subjective isnt it ?? not liking that thing doesnt mean that its not a masterpiece or its any less of a masterpiece to someone else either so !! it's ok !! anyway this is rly....ive written a lot and its all over the place and incoherent probably :( i'm sorry !! feel free to reply whenever u feel like it, or no pressure on never replying at all btw ! also feel free to disagree w anything i say ! thank u sm for talking to me abt mx bc ive also got no mbb friends so !!! thank you :( theres so many times where i rly want to start a conversation w someone but im too scared and also i've got no clue abt how to initiate conversation ! and the times when i do manage to...i get stuck on how to keep the conversation going ? but when i figure smth out then im coming for u @ friendship !! i hope u had a good weekend and that you got some rest and that ur doing ok wherever u are !! until next time, take care ❤️❤️❤️

#how did i..even end up writing so much im so sorry :-(#and sorry that this is all over the place !!#i hope i didn't go on too much of a tangent :(#ask #theory anon #Anonymous

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