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PM: That’s the move for sure, and I agree - after we put a fraction into savings, we should budget the rest of our expendable income and put it towards whatever ventures we’ve got the time for…and if we’re graduated, we’ll have loads of time - ‘specially with our main income coming from your OF account. The world’ll pretty much be our oyster, and being anchored to Lima until our people graduate doesn’t bother me one bit.
Oh, shush - you know my compliments towards you almost always extend to Hunter too…but now I wanna see Hunter shirtless, taking his underwear off like…ASAP. Maybe I could pull it down with my teeth while my wrists are bound behind me… ;)
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Hey 👋
Favourite each captain America movies scenes??
Hello there! Thanks for the ask. Wow, it's really hard to pick. Lol
I'll go with the ones that first come to mind.
For CATFA: I have two:
-the scene where Private Lorraine kisses Steve
-the scene where Steve gets the flag
Actually, as I am going through gifs, there are a LOT of scenes I love in this movie.
For CATWS, hands down the roof top scene with Natasha and Steve (my url namesake), but this is my favorite Cap movie so far and I love so much about it. I love all the Sam scenes in it too. I'm not even going to list all the Bucky scenes. Steve and his motorcycle. On va voir. Fossils at the Smithsonian. I had a big breakfast. The elevator scene! Omg how did i forget the elevator scene? Sharon Carter (yes I love Sharon in this) On your left. Man, shut up. Who the hell is Bucky? The Peggy scene breaks my heart every single time I watch it but I hands down believe that is some of Evans' best acting ever. Steve's list. This whole movie. I love this whole movie.
For CACW... this is a hard one. I love rewatching the airport scene because there's a lot of good one-liners there. I love the end when Steve breaks them out. All the scenes between Bucky and Sam. When Clint breaks Wanda out. Dolores. OH the scene where Steve climbs up the elevator shaft (which I can't find a gif for right now but I know they exist). The motorcycle scene. Any scene where Steve and Bucky are fighting together.
This is my favorite BTS
Thank you for the ask! I had a really rough week and this brought a little joy to my day. I hope you have a lovely day as well!
#long post#asks#catfa#catws#cacw#chris evans#steve rogers#sebastian stan#bucky barnes#natalie dormer#private lorraine#anthony mackie#sam wilson#cobie smulders#maria hill#scarlett johansson#natasha romanoff#hayley atwell#peggy carter#fangirl226
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I made the glorious mistake of watching Dimension 20’s “Magic and Misfits” while in the middle of listening to Rusty Quill Gaming’s Rome Arc.
Now my brain is being consumed by the idea of the London and Other London Outstanding Mercenary Guild being made to babysit interact with the Pilot Program
#the rusty quill#rusty quill gaming#critical role#dimension 20#Rome arc#magic and misfits#sasha rackett#azu#hamid saleh haroun al tahan#grizzop drik acht amsterdam#evan kelmp#whitney jammer#sam black#dream tanaka#I think Hamid would become the group’s go-to guru for ‘private school is WEIRD’ complaints#he and Sam would VIBE because Bryn said modern-day Hamid would canonically be an influencer#meanwhile Azu and Jammer just get along SO WELL#Sasha having to deal with fangirling from Dream would be hilarious#she’s SNEAKY and DARK and wears ALL BLACK and LEATHER#Evan probably majorly bonds with her#and also with Grizzop over bird and survival knowledge
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BUFFY READING LIST
As promised @possession1981 and I have compiled a list of Buffy the Vampire Slayer (and Angel) related academic text and books. I think this is a good starting point for both a long time fan and for someone just getting into the show, or just someone interested in vampire lore. I have included several books about the vampire lore and myth in general as well. Most of these are available online.
BOOKS
Fighting the Forces: What's at Stake in Buffy the Vampire Slayer; edited by Rhonda V. Wilcox & David Lavery
Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Philosophy - Fear and Trembling in Sunnydale by James B. South
Buffy Goes Dark: Essays on the Final Two Seasons of Buffy the Vampire Slayer on Television, edited by Lynne Y. Edwards, Elizabeth L. Rambo & James B. South
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: Myth, Metaphor and Morality by Mark Field
Televised Morality: The Case of Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Gregory Stevenson
Undead TV: Essays on Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Elana Levine
The Aesthetics of Culture in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Matthew Pateman
Girls Who Bite Back: Witches, Mutants, Slayers and Freaks by Emily Pohl-Weary
Why Buffy Matters: The Art of Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Ronda Wilcox
Into Every Generation a Slayer Is Born: How Buffy Staked Our Hearts by Evan Ross Katz
The Lure of the Vampire: Gender, Fiction, and Fandom from Bram Stoker to Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Milly Williamson
Blood Relations: Chosen Families in Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Angel by Jes Battis
Sex and the Slayer: A Gender Studies Primer for the Buffy Fan by Lorna Jowett
Diseases of the Head: Essays on the Horrors of Speculative Philosophy; edited by Matt Rosen (chapter 2 Death of Horror)
Public Privates: Feminist Geographies of Mediated Spaces by Marcia R. England (chapter 1 Welcome to the Hellmouth: Paradoxical Spaces in Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
Open Graves, Open Minds: Representations of Vampires and the Undead From the Enlightenment to the Present Day; edited by Sam George and Bill Hughes (chapter 8 ‘I feel strong. I feel different’: transformations, vampires and language in Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
The Contemporary Television Series; edited by Michael Hammond and Lucy Mazdon (chapter 9 Television, Horror and Everyday Life in Buffy the Vampire Slayer)
Joss Whedon and Race: Critical Essays; edited by Mary Ellen Iatropoulos and Lowery A. Woodall III
Buffy and the Heroine's Journey: Vampire Slayer as Feminine Chosen One by Valerie Estelle Frankel
The Existential Joss Whedon: Evil and Human Freedom in Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Angel, Firefly and Serenity by J. Michael Richardson and J. Douglas Rabb
Buffy the Vampire Slayer 20 Years of Slaying: The Watcher's Guide Authorized by Christopher Golden
Reading the Vampire Slayer: The Complete, Unofficial Guide to 'Buffy' and 'Angel' by Roz Kaveney
Hollywood Vampire: The Unnoficial Guide to Angel by Keith Topping
Buffy the Vampire Slayer: The Monster Book by Christopher Golden
Slayer Slang: A Buffy the Vampire Slayer Lexicon by Michael Adams
What Would Buffy Do? The Vampire Slayer as Spiritual Guide by Jana Riess
ARTICLES, PAPERS ETC.
Bibliographic Good vs. Evil in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by GraceAnne A. DeCandido
Undead Letters: Searches and Researches in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by William Wandless
Weaponised information: The role of information and metaphor in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Jacob Ericson
Buffy, Dark Romance and Female Horror Fans by Lorna Jowett
My Vampire Boyfriend: Postfeminism, "Perfect" Masculinity, and the Contemporary Appeal of Paranormal Romance by Ananya Mukherjea
Buffy, The Vampire Slayer as Spectacular Allegory: A Diagnostic Critique by Douglas Kellner
"Buffy the Vampire Slayer": Technology, Mysticism, and the Constructed Body by Sara Raffel
When Horror Becomes Human: Living Conditions in "Buffy the Vampire Slayer" by Jeroen Gerrits
Post-Vampire: The Politics of Drinking Humans and Animals in "Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Twilight", and "True Blood" by Laura Wright
Cops, Teachers, and Vampire Slayers: Buffy as Street-Level Bureaucrat by Andrea E. Mayo
"Not Like Other Men"?: The Vampire Body in Joss Whedon's "Angel" by Lorna Jowett
Buffy the Vampire Slayer and the Domestic Church: Revisioning Family and the Common Good by Reid B. Locklin
“Buffy vs. Dracula”’s Use of Count Famous (Not drawing “crazy conclusions about the unholy prince”) by Tara Elliott
A Little Less Ritual and a Little More Fun: The Modern Vampire in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Stacey Abbott
Undressing the Vampire: An Investigation of the Fashion of Sunnydale’s Vampires by Robbie Dale
"And Yet": The Limits of Buffy Feminism by Renee St. Louis & Miriam Riggs
Meet the Cullens: Family, Romance and Female Agency in Buffy the Vampire Slayer and Twilight by Kirsten Stevens
Bliss and Time: Death, Drugs, and Posthumanism in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Rob Cover
That Girl: Bella, Buffy, and the Feminist Ethics of Choice in Twilight and Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Catherine Coker
A Slayer Comes to Town: An Essay on Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Scott Westerfeld
Undead Objects of a “Queer Gaze” : A Visual Approach to Buffy’s Vampires Using Lacan’s Extended RSI Model by Marcus Recht
When You Kiss Me, I Want to Die: Gothic Relationships and Identity on Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Ananya Mukherjeea
Necrophilia and SM: The Deviant Side of Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Terry L. Spaise
Queering the Bitch: Spike, Transgression and Erotic Empowerment by Dee Amy-Chinn
“I Want To Be A Macho Man”: Examining Rape Culture, Adolescent Female Sexuality, and the Destabilization of Gender Binaries in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Angelica De Vido
Staking Her Claim: Buffy the Vampire Slayer as Transgressive Woman Warrior by Frances H. Early
Actualizing Abjection: Drusilla, the Whedonversees’ Queen of Queerness by Anthony Stepniak
“Life Isn’t A Story”: Xander, Andrew and Queer Disavowal in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Steven Greenwood
S/He’s a Rebel: The James Dean Trope in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Kathryn Hill
“Once More, with Feeling”: Emotional Self-Discipline in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Gwynnee Kennedy and Jennifer Dworshack-Kinter
“The Hardest Thing in This World Is To Live In It”: Identity and Mental Health in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Alex Fixler
"Love's Bitch But Man Enough to Admit It": Spikes Hybridized Gender by Arwen Spicer
Negotiations After Hegemony: Buffy and Gender by Franklin D. Worrell
Double Trouble: Gothic Shadows and Self-Discovery in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Elizabeth Gilliland
'What If I'm Still There? What If I Never Left That Clinic?': Faërian Drama in Buffy's "Normal Again" by Janet Brennan Croft
Not Gay Enough So You’d Notice: Poaching Fuffy by Jennifer DeRoss
Throwing Like A Slayer: A Phenomenology of Gender Hybridity and Female Resilience in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Debra Jackson
“You Can’t Charge Innocent People for Saving Their Lives!” Work in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Matt Davies
Ambiguity and Sexuality in Buffy the Vampire Slayer: A Sartrean Analysis by Vivien Burr
Imagining the Family: Representations of Alternative Lifestyles in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Vivien Burr and Christine Jarvis
Working-Class Hero? Fighting Neoliberal Precarity in Buffy’s Sixth Season by Michelle Maloney-Mangold
A Corpse by Any Other Name: Romancing the Language of the Body in Mary Shelley's Frankenstein for the Adam Storyline in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Amber P. Hodge
Sensibility Gone Mad: Or, Drusilla, Buffy and the (D)evolution of the Heroine of Sensibility by Claire Knowles
"It's good to be me": Buffy's Resistance to Renaming by Janet Brennan Croft
Death as a Gift in J.R.R. Tolkien’s Work and Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Gaelle Abalea
“All Torment, Trouble, Wonder, and Amazement Inhabits Here": The Vicissitudes of Technology in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by James B. South
Staking Her Colonial Claim: Colonial Discourses, Assimilation, Soul-making, and Ass-kicking in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Jessica Hautsch
“I Run To Death”: Renaissance Sensibilities in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Christine Jarvis
Dressed To Kill: Fashion and Leadership in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Christine Jarvis and Don Adams
Queer Eye Of That Vampire Guy: Spike and the Aesthetics of Camp by Cynthea Masson and Marni Stanley
“Sounds Like Kinky Business To Me”: Subtextual and Textual Representations of Erotic Power in Buffyverse by Lewis Call
“Did Anyone Ever Explain to You What ‘Secret Identity’ Means?”: Race and Displacement in Buffy and Dark Angel by Cynthia Fuchs
“It’s About Power”: Buffy, Foucault, and the Quest for Self by Julie Sloan Brannon
Why We Love the Monsters: How Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter, and Buffy the Vampire Slayer Wound Up Dating the Enemy by Hilary M. Leon
Why We Can’t Spike Spike?: Moral Themes in Buffy the Vampire Slayer by Richard Greene and Wayne Yuen
Buffy, the Scooby Gang, and Monstrous Authority: BtVS and the Subversion of Authority by Daniel A. Clark & P. Andrew Miller
Are Vampires Evil?: Categorizations of Vampires, and Angelus and Spike as the Immoral and the Amoral by Gert Magnusson
BOOKS ABOUT VAMPIRE LORE AND MYTH IN GENERAL
The Vampire Lectures by Laurence A. Rickels
Our Vampires, Ourselves by Nina Auerbach
Vampires, Burial, and Death: Folklore and Reality by Paul Barber
The Secret History of Vampires: Their Multiple Forms and Hidden Purposes by Claude Lecouteux
The Vampire Cinema by David Pirie
The Living and the Undead: Slaying Vampires, Exterminating Zombies by Gregory A. Waller
Vampire Forensics: Uncovering the Origins of an Enduring Legend by Mark Jenkins
Slayers and Their Vampires: A Cultural History of Killing the Dead by Bruce A. McClelland
The History and Folklore of Vampires: The Stories and Legends Behind the Mythical Beings by Charles River Editors
Encyclopedia of Vampire Mythology by Theresa Bane
Vampires of Lore: Traits and Modern Misconceptions by A. P. Sylvia
The Vampire: A New History by Nick Groom
Vampyres: Genesis and Resurrection: from Count Dracula to Vampirella by Christopher Frayling
Race in the Vampire Narrative by U. Melissa Anyiwo
Vampires, Race, and Transnational Hollywoods by Dale Hudson
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Tristan was all too happy to take up the open invitation from Sam Evans to check out the House on opening night. It promised to be, at the very least, a very eventful evening and a great chance to strike up some connections. After wandering through, he found his way to a floor equipped with private playrooms. There was a co-ed locker room for him to store his street clothes in exchange for on-loan BDSM gear. Tristan wasn't one for theatrics, but he figured it couldn't hurt to immerse himself totally in the experience. He emerged wearing snug, black leather pants, combat boots, and no shirt save for the leather harness that accentuated his chest, arm straps that strained at the size of his biceps, and dark sunglasses to top it all off (that, yes, he wore inside.) He was so out of his element, aesthetically speaking, that he wondered if anyone would even recognize him. Shrugging the idea off, he found a vacant playroom and claimed it, detailing on the sign outside that he was a pansexual Dominant open to domming any interested parties sexually. With that, he stepped inside and strode around the red-lit room, examining all that was at his disposal: toys of every variety, an Andrew's Cross, a bench with straps in all places to accommodate a myriad of positions among his options. Smirking, he turned around and raised a brow at the party entering his domain. "Welcome." He said in a deep, commanding voice. "Kneel, and tell me what you're looking for tonight."
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Guys, I'm tired, so I'm not going to answer Anons, DMs etc individually for today. So, here's a summary of the latest info I've received from you guys:
1. Susie Evans' Instagram account is public now, and of course, her follower count went up. People have been keeping me abreast of her pics, etc. And right when the info about her and Sam came out and her account was still private, she did delete some of the pics. I was shown what they were. It seems she mostly deleted pics with other people, one with a gym trainer. I'm assuming she didn't want them harassed. Who knows. Sadly, if she hasn't already, she will receive DMs from haters, and her account will probably go private again. It happens to every woman Sam is associated with. Extreme Shippers can't handle the truth and act out.
2. Karina Elle is back to "liking" Sam's posts. And as I posted before, she refollowed him.
3. Hayden Sylte, pro golfer unfollowed Sam. A while back, there were rumors they were seen at a Glasgow bar together but nothing confirmed. She goes to Scotland a lot for golfing tournaments.
That's it for now. This happens every once in awhile when I post a lot and get a lot of Anons and DMs, I get burned out. I just want to take a nap hahaha.
Anyhoo, please don't stop sending me stuff, I appreciate you guys so much. I just need to take extra vitamins. 🙃
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Bruised
An On Deck Extension
Summary: An injury scares both Chris and Sam.
Pairing: MLB!Chris Evans X OFC Samantha “Sam” Merrick
Word Count: 3,738
By: @k-evans-writes and @ourfinest-hour
We do NOT give permission for our works to be reuploaded, translated, or reposted on any other site. Our work is our own.
Warnings: None.
Previous | Main Masterlist | On Deck Masterlist
September 2023
Sam followed her patient to the desk, smiling as they met their parent, and Sam told them goodbye before she headed back to her desk. She ignored the faint buzz from her phone, instead glancing at her schedule and seeing her next patient had canceled their appointment. As she began preparing for her next patient at four, her watch vibrated incessantly, and Sam’s brows furrowed as she saw Riley’s name on the notification.
Her brother didn’t even let her say anything before he hurriedly asked, “Are you watching the game?”
“No, today I’m shadowing at work,” she answered, brows furrowing at the urgency in his voice. “Why?”
“Chris is hurt.”
Those three simple words made Sam’s heart drop and it felt like everything stood still for just a moment. This was a call that she always knew could happen, especially with the previous injuries that Chris had, but it was still one that she never hoped she’d get. Tears immediately started burning in her eyes, her brain wanting more information to tell her that he was okay, but almost was afraid to ask in case she found out the opposite.
“What happened?” She asked, a lump in her throat as she sat frozen in front of her computer, eyes avoiding everyone in the clinic. “Do you know if he’s okay?”
Riley was quiet as the sounds of laughing, chatter, and the bustle of people filled the call, then his muffled movement replaced it as the background noise suddenly stopped. A quick glance at the time told Sam he was in between classes across town from the therapy clinic, likely grabbing – if she had to guess – a burrito at the dining hall while he caught some of the game before heading into the next lecture hall. “He was sliding into home and it looks like he caught his foot on the base and it twisted his ankle. He was laying on the field but now they’re carrying him off,” he explained, his voice dropping as she heard cars speed by.
“I’m going to see if I can leave,” Sam decided, reaching under the desk for her bag, thankful she’d been in too much of a rush that morning to take the players and family parking pass out of her bag. “I’ll call you once I talk to Chris.”
When she hung up the phone and turned to walk a few steps down the hall to find her boss, she didn’t know if she had seen the panic in Sam’s eyes or overheard the call, but simply encouraged her to go which had Sam running out of the clinic and climbing in her car as fast as possible. All it took was one rushed phone call with a member of the Red Sox’s staff to have them confirm Riley’s calls, but she was thankful for their assurance that they’d get her to him. It felt like a blur as she sped to the park, not even fully aware of how she got there, but all that mattered to Sam was that she was there and able to rush into the private entrance. She breathed a sigh of relief as a member of security walked her through the depths of the park, through winding hallways and past restricted access doors until they reached the medical room.
The sight of Chris on the table took her breath away, with the way his hair was sticking up every which was, the undershirt that was plastered to his torso, the chain with his wedding band hanging from his neck, and the mess of his lower body – covered in dirt, with the leg of his pants pushed up and a bag of ice wrapped around his right ankle. It hid the scars she knew he hated, but the frustration on his face showed what he was feeling right now. She tutted as she stood in the doorway, eyes roaming over him and his tense frame as she breathed, “Chris, are you alright?”
He all but jumped at the sound of her voice, likely distracted by the shooting pain based on the deep scowl on his face. His head turned on the table, meeting Sam’s worried eyes as he told her, “Baby, I didn’t know you were coming.”
“Riley was watching the game and he called and told me what happened,” she murmured, stepping into the room as the security guard shut the door behind her and made his way back upstairs. She settled on a chair next to him, hand ghosting over his sweaty hair before it grasped his own and asked, “Are you okay?”
“I’m not sure yet, the doctor just left to go look at the imaging,” he informed her, nodding his head towards the closed door, where Sam remembered seeing an office across the hall from them.
She was quiet as she squeezed his hand comfortingly, finally asking, “Was it your ankle?”
“Yeah and it fuckin’ hurts,” he muttered, shutting his eyes as his head slipped back on the exam table.
Hearing his admission only made Sam’s heart break even further and her eyes arched in sympathy as she sighed, giving his hand another reassuring squeeze right as the door opened and the doctor came walking in with a folder in his hands. Sam could feel herself holding her breath as the doctor flipped open his folder, ready to deliver the news.
“Is it broken?”
“No, it turned out you have a high ankle sprain,” he told them, Sam breathing a sigh of relief at his words. They could manage that, but as the team doctor kept going she listened. “I’m going to send you home on crutches and have you go to your regular doctor tomorrow with Dean, so they can check out if it did any damage to what already is injured in your achilles.”
Chris frowned, eyes locked on the man as he asked, “How long of a recovery is that?”
“About 10 to 12 weeks,” he informed them, handing Sam a set of orders with a grateful smile.
“Are you fuckin’ kidding me?”
“Honestly Chris, given your past injuries and how you hit that base, I think you should be pretty happy about how lucky you were that this was the worst of it,” the doctor began, arching an eyebrow as he met Chris’ glare.
His hand slipped out of Sam’s as he ran it through his hair in frustration, his voice sharp and angry as he said, “So I’m going to be out the rest of the fucking season.”
“Considering you only have three more weeks, I can assure you that you won’t be ready to play by then,” the doctor confirmed, remorse in his voice. Sam shot him an apologetic look as she rested her hand on Chris’ shoulder, flipping through the papers and scanning them. There were the usual things – the copy of his images for the orthopedist to see, some medications they’d sent to the pharmacy to make the pain easier for him to manage, along with strict instructions to keep weight off of his leg and to elevate it when he could – but she felt her heart break for Chris as she saw, in black text, the repeated confirmation that his first season back was already over.
“Fucking fantastic,” he muttered, practically scoffing.
“I’m going to go get some crutches for you and then you can head out,” the doctor told them, ignoring Chris’ outburst. “But I’ll be putting a call into your doctor to make sure you can be seen tomorrow morning.”
As the doctor headed back out of the room, Sam could practically feel the frustration and anger rolling off of Chris in waves. She knew just how hot headed and combative he could be, especially when it came to baseball and knew there was no use in talking him down at this point. It’d been a year and a half since they’d begun their relationship again, and it was a side of him she hadn’t seen since then.
She followed Chris out of the building as he hobbled to her car on his crutches, dressed in a pair of shorts and a tee shirt from the locker room. He all but pouted as he sat in the passenger seat, the deafening screams from the crowd above them filling the otherwise silent car until they made it out onto the street and headed further into Boston towards the Back Bay until she pulled off at their apartment, heading into the open garage doors as the guard waved them in.
He sulked the entire way up to their apartment, refusing to meet Sam’s eyes and instead stared straight ahead as he wordlessly made his way inside and turned the corner, heading straight down the hall into their room. He closed the door loudly behind him, clearly wanting to be alone for a bit, while Sam all but collapsed on the couch. She closed her eyes as she finally relaxed, for the first time in hours, but the buzz of her watch reminded her that Riley was still in the dark all these hours later, likely having ignored most of his class to refresh Twitter for any updates on Chris.
Ignoring his several texts, she instead called, listening as it only rang once before Riley answered by asking her, “What’s going on? Is Chris okay?”
“More or less,” Sam shrugged, glancing down the hall with a frown as she heard a muffled curse from inside their room. “He has a high ankle sprain so the recovery is a little over two months.”
Riley sighed, quiet before whispering, “At least it’s already almost the end of the season.”
“Try telling that to Chris,” Sam muttered, unable to help herself but vent.
“Is he upset?”
“He’s pissed,” she amended, shaking her head with a sigh. “I don’t know that I’ve hardly ever seen him like this.”
“I can get why with it being his first season back and all,” Riley sympathized, then grew silent. “Maybe I could bring some dinner by the apartment. Do you think that would cheer him up?”
Sam smiled, struck once again by how sweet he was. He’d always been like this, something she had attributed in earlier years as simply being a fluke given the environment he was raised in, but throughout the last year and a half of life being more stable and healthy than it’d ever been, she realized that was just who Riley was, a genuinely good person who rushed to help anyone or anything in need. “I think he’d love that, Riley,” she whispered.
“Okay, I’ll be over soon,” the young man assured her, before hanging up. A quick glance at the clock told Sam it’d likely be an hour before he got there, so she headed to their room to get changed out of her clinic clothes and check on Chris. He was silent the entire time he was in the shower while she took her makeup off at the sink and pulled her hair back into a bun, Dodger wandering in to lay out on the tile floor, but as he got out of the shower he begrudgingly asked for her help with the crutches, towel, and redoing his brace on his aching ankle.
By the time he was situated, her watch buzzed with a text from Riley telling her he was on his way up in the elevator, and she followed a still-moping Chris into the kitchen, helping him into a barstool just as the elevator dinged and Riley stepped into the glass-walled mudroom.
They enjoyed their Shake Shack with little comment from Chris, other than him thanking Riley, handing him some cash to cover dinner, and making some half-hearted comments through Sam and Riley talking about their days. But as Sam and Riley left Chris in the kitchen to head to the elevator so Riley could go back to campus, the eighteen year old shot her a look once they were out of Chris’ eyesight.
“You weren’t kidding, he really is angry,” he muttered, a frown on his face as he pressed the call button for the elevator.
“Don’t take it personally Riley, he’s just upset about his ankle. It was so sweet of you to bring dinner by,” Sam assured and thanked him, reaching out to squeeze his shoulder. “You still spending the weekend here?”
“Yeah I think so,” Riley nodded, before he shook his head and huffed out a laugh. “Although if Chris is still like this maybe I’d rather stay in my dorm.”
“If Chris is still like this by the weekend I think I’m going to want to come stay in your dorm too,” Sam muttered playfully. Riley’s short laughter made her smile as well, and she hugged her little brother tightly before he stepped into the waiting elevator, yelling out a promise to text her once he was back in his dorm later.
As the elevator doors slid shut, she turned and headed around the corner of the mudroom into the open living space, eyes widening as she saw Chris standing in front of the refrigerator. “What the hell are you doing?” She demanded, rushing to grab his crutches from where he left them at the island barstool, scowling at Chris.
“Getting something to drink,” he petulantly told her, refusing to meet her eyes as she continued to all but shove the crutches at him.
“That’s not what I mean and you know it,” she bit out, giving him a look until he rolled his eyes and shoved the crutches under his arms. “Why the fuck are you putting weight on your ankle?”
“It’s just to the fridge,” he muttered, ignoring her eyes as he hobbled over to the living room, stopping to pat Dodger’s head as he walked by to go lay in the dog bed in the corner of the room.
She rolled her own eyes as she watched him, following and telling him, “I could have gotten the water for you.”
“I’m not some fuckin’ invalid, Sam,” Chris bit out, turning and meeting her gaze, his own eyes furious.
“Did you seriously not just sit in that room with me and hear the doctor say not to put any weight on your ankle?” She scoffed, her hands flying in the air as she shook her head. “You’ve fucked up your ankle bad enough before and now you’re going to just add more damage to it?”
“You think I don’t fucking know what’s happened to my ankle?!” He yelled as his cheeks flushed. “I took care of myself before when I was a helluva lot worse than this and I don’t need you breathing down my fuckin’ neck like I’m a baby.”
Her arms crossed over her chest as she watched Chris practically scream at her, unable to get over his immaturity and own stupidity as she pointed out, with a raised voice as well, “Well you’re certainly acting like one.”
“Don’t fucking boss me around.”
She scoffed, raising an eyebrow and biting, “I hate to break this to you, but I kind of give a shit if my husband can walk again.”
“Why don’t you just say it. Just fucking say it Sam,” he demanded, voice raising again as he hobbled closer to her.
“Say what?”
“I should have never fucking played again,” Chris spat as he pointed a finger at her.
“Chris, I never said that!” Sam yelled incredulously at how he was putting words in her mouth, her hands motioning as she reminded loudly, “I’m the one who told you that you should play again!”
“But you’re thinking it now. You’re thinking that this proves that I’m a fucking joke out there on the field and shouldn’t have ever come back!” His booming voice yelled.
But when Sam heard those words, the room fell quiet. They just stood there looking at one another, both of their faces flushed and anger written on every bit of Chris’ face. Sam just crossed her arms, her voice returning back to its normal volume as she finally spoke, “...I think the only one who’s thinking that is you, Chris.”
She watched as his face fell suddenly and frustrated, embarrassed tears filled his eyes as his gaze broke from hers. It was as if a wall crashed down inside of him, his greatest insecurity pinpointed by his own wife. But she never thought that of him, never thought of anything except pure admiration and respect while she watched him on that diamond every game. He was a hero to many, but especially to Sam and Riley. And to know Chris thought so negatively of himself that he imagined she, his own wife, thought he was a joke broke Sam too.
Without a single word, Sam just wrapped her arms around his waist, pulling herself against his body and holding him close to say everything she needed to with that one touch. She felt his hand slide around her back as he hugged her right back while balancing on the crutches, his forehead coming to rest on her shoulder as his defenses finally came down and she felt a few tears soak into her tee shirt.
She could feel him melting in her arms, all the tension and anger seeming to just slip out of him as Sam held him in that living room. It wasn’t until her worry about his ankle got too great that she finally let go of him and gently guided him to the sit down on the couch while she curled up next to him, turning her body so she could run a hand along the side of his face, wiping away a few stray tears along her way.
“The only thing I think about you going back to play is how proud I am of you,” she murmured, staring into his eyes seriously. When he tried to glance away as tears continued filling them, she gently guided his face back. “I mean it Chris. You had a career ending injury and you came back. You worked your ass off to be able to play again and play well. The last thing you are is a joke.”
He shrugged as he pursed his lips, whispering, “I just feel like me getting hurt tonight shows that I shouldn’t be doing this.”
“Why? Because your foot got caught and it sprained your ankle? How is that your fault?” Sam asked with a raised brow. She couldn’t help but think back to the previous year, when Chris had called her at the diner and told her a similar situation had occurred with Riley. And Chris’ words, the assurances to Riley that it wasn’t the boy’s fault, that it was a fluke, echoed in her mind, and she wished it would’ve stuck in her husband’s as well.
“I don’t know… it just…I don’t know,” he shrugged as he sighed.
“Exactly, you don’t know. Because there’s nothing to know,” she told him with a firm voice. “It was just an injury and happens to a lot of players.”
“I don’t even get to finish the season though,” he whispered, his sad eyes finally locking on her own again.
“I know, Chris and I’m sorry you can’t,” she told him honestly while her thumb rubbed along his cheek. “But at least this happened at the end of the season because you’ll be able to come back next season healed up and ready for your second season back.”
He nodded before he sighed, admitting, “I’m just disappointed.”
“That’s okay,” she assured him, then dropped her hand from his face and watched as he gently guided his ankle to rest on the coffee table. “But next time just tell me that instead of taking it out on me, okay?”
Chris nodded, cheeks flushing with embarrassment. “I’m sorry baby, I shouldn’t have done that and I’m sorry,” he apologized, his hand coming to grasp her own and rest on her thigh.
“I forgive you,” she smiled, squeezing his hand before she smirked. “But I won’t forgive you if I find you up without your crutches again.”
Chris nodded, assuring her, “I know you won’t.”
“Last time you were hurt you were on your own and I’m sure you did fine taking care of yourself,” Sam began delicately, pausing as she gathered her thoughts. “But this time you don’t have to. I want to help you because I love you, Chris. Not because I think you aren’t capable.”
“I love you too, baby,” he whispered, leaning over and pressing his lips to hers softly. “And I really am sorry for what I said. I promise I’ll do better at asking for help.”
“You better, because you suck at it right now,” Sam chuckled, biting her lip as she watched him laugh.
“Well I mean if you want me to ask for help, I can certainly think of some things I could use your help with,” Chris smirked as he arched an eyebrow and turned his head to look at her.
But she patted his firm chest, feeling the ring-less chain that rested underneath his shirt as she told him, “Sorry buddy but you’re not getting in my pants after that outburst.”
“You said you forgave me though, and that you wanted to help me,” Chris laughed, shrugging innocently. “I am just practicing asking for help.”
“Well you can ask all you want but it doesn’t mean I’m giving it to you,” she drawled, kicking off her slippers as she tucked her feet under herself and settled against the fluffy cushions of the sectional. “Besides, I can’t take advantage of you while you’re on painkillers.”
Sam smiled widely when she heard his loud laughter echo before he leaned in to kiss her softly before they settled in on the couch, curling into one another as they turned on a show. She found her mind drifting as they watched the screen, Sam focusing more on the intense love that was settled in her heart. Sam was no stranger to conflict, having gone through more of her fair share of it in life, but with Chris it was so much different. She knew that no matter what they went through, how angry they got, or what harsh words they said to one another, at the end of the day they’d always end up like this, fully connected and still in love no matter what.
A/N: We love Chris and Sammy so much! If you guys want to see anything specifically from them, let us know and we'll take it into consideration!
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Avenger Lane Chapter Six part 1
SURPRISE MF lol I thought I would show some mercy, annnd there is a few surprises in here for you all tonight. MAKE SURE TO CHECK THE A/N AT THE END. ;) It's not very long.
Summary: You and your wife Quinn move your family outside of New York City to Avenger Lane; a small private suburbia. There you face your toughest obstacle of your marriage. Will your marriage with Quinn be strong enough when a certain redheaded beauty captures your attention?
Parings: Quinn Fabray x G!P Reader / eventual Natasha x G!P Reader
Warnings: NOT PROOF READ also Drug use!
Avenger Lane Chapter Six: Part 1 "Vogue"
“Sam Evans, what are you doing?” Kurt glared.
“Uhh, helping you by modeling these skirts for you.”
“How are you going to help me by wearing it backwards!?” He yelled.
“Hey now, don’t yell at my baby cause your skirt is confusing.” Mercedes pointed at her best friend before walking over to Sam fixing his skirt for him.
“Sweetheart?” Blaine called out hesitantly
Kurt whipped around.
“Here, I brought your favorite.”
“Oh honey! Ugh you’re so sweet!” Kurts mood drastically changes from furious to sweet.
“He’s normally not as… stressed out.” You mutter to Natasha as you both change.
“Oh that’s normal in this business.” She winked over her shoulder as she took off her shirt. You inwardly gasped seeing a large bruise on her lower back.
“Whoa! Nat what the hell?” You ask now behind her placing your fingers on her lower back not even noticing the way she shivered.
“Oh that.” She muttered before pulling up her dress.
“Did Bruce hurt you?” Your steamed eyes ablaze with rage.
“Oh no! No, no, no, no!” She turned around.
You weren’t convinced and she could tell.
“Y/N, I promise Bruce didn’t hurt me. I promise.”
“Then how-“
“I’m in Krav Maga.”
Your brows furrowed. Noticing you weren’t convinced she took out her phone scrolling to a video of her and the blonde you recognize from her family photos sparing.
“Wow.” You chuckled seeing her sparing. “You’re a badass.”
“Believe me now?” She grinned, poking your stomach.
“Yes.” You chuckled as you placed your tie around your open collar.
“Zip me?” She says innocently.
“Sure.” You gulp, placing a palm on her hip as you slowly zip up the dress careful not to knick her. You never noticed how intimate something as simple as zipping up a dress could be. The glint of your wedding band glimmered under the light reminding you what it meant.
“You were so upset.” She teased you as she turned around, slapping your hands away from your tie.
“I'm sorry.” You gulp looking up avoiding her eyes.
“Don’t be. It’s sweet.” She smiled and brought your chin back towards the front. “It’s sort of nice to have someone want to fight for me even though I can do it myself.”
“I really wanted to kick his ass there for a minute.” You chuckled as she smiled, focusing on the tie.
“And why would you do that?” she questioned after fixing your tie.
“Because… you’re my friend and I care about you. I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you if I can help it.”
Emerald eyes snapped to yours. She was reading you and you let her. Before Natasha could get a word in, the photographer's assistant rushed in.
“Okay he’s ready for you both.”
“Oh me as well?” You furrowed your brows you already shot with the unholy trinity. You thought you were gonna model solo now.
“Yup.” She said before scurrying off.
“Y/N!” Kurt yelled.
You jolted in place hearing his frustration and you looked for an exit.
“Come on.” Natasha rolls her eyes at you playfully.
“What!? No way! I don’t want to be yelled at like Spam.”
She huffed and dragged you out of the fitting room.
“There you are.” He sighs.
“Okay I’ll do a few shots of Natasha solo then with Y/N then solo Y/N.” The photographer announces towards you, Kurt, and Natasha.
“Natasha, let's start with you first.”
Her heels click as she walks towards the set.
“Kurt are you insane you’re gonna have me model with Nat? Quinn is going to kill both of us!” You hiss.
“You’re married.” Kurt huffed with a roll of his eyes.
“No shit Sherlock. Did you forget who I married.” You kinked your brow.
“Don’t tell me she still has jealousy issues.” Kurt furrowed his brows. He gasped when you made no attempt to correct him. “Wow, a decade and she’s still jealous? Blaine doesn’t even get jealous anymore!” He huffed.
“So then I don’t have too?”
“Psh, no you’re doing it. If she gets upset I’ll take care of it. The photographer wants you modeling with nearly everyone. Quinn left with Santana and Rach to grab something to eat since I didn’t have the time.”
“Y/N he’s ready for you.” The assistant popped up causing you both to jump.
You nodded before following her to the set.
“Alright first I want both of you by the window.” You walked over towards her.
The photographer Aaron walked over towards both of you, camera in hand.
“Fuck you both look scrumptious.” Aaron grinned. “So for this shot I want you both acting like this is your first and last night together. Got it?”
You both nod as he begins snapping photos.
You reach up with your left hand to caress her cheek.
“Yes Y/N look deep into those green eyes. Alright now go to bed.” He said.
Natasha took you by the tie leading you to the bed.
��Ugh yes Natasha lead the puppy where you want her.”
“Did he just call me a puppy?” You ask her.
“Shh puppy’s don’t speak.” Natasha smirked, placing a finger on your lips, causing the photographer to laugh. You gulped before nervously letting out a chuckle.
She sits on the bed as if she’s going to lay down. Your tie is still in her hand.
“Why Y/N Y/L/N you’re blushing.” Natasha grinned
“Yesssss!” Aaron moaned snapping shots.
“I can’t help it. You smell nice and look nice and yeah.” You cleared your throat.
“Kiss her.” Aaron smirked at your shocked face.
“Wait what?”
“Kiss the girl!” He huffed, rolling his eyes at you. He cursed in French when his camera stopped working.
“I’ve… I’ve never kissed another woman… I mean I have, but not consensually on my part.”
“Well you don’t have to if you don’t want to.” Natasha said softly.
“Alright I’m back up and running.” The photographer Aaron announced.
“Why are we kissing again?” you asked.
“Cause it’s hot.” He scoffed.
“He wants to capture the suit, the dress and the lingerie set under the dress.” The assistant explained.
“Oh.” You say nodding.
“So now you understand why this must be sexy, yeah?” Aaron huffed.
Nodding you turn back towards the redhead who unbeknownst to you was having a bit of an internal melt down. On one hand she desperately wants to kiss you, and on the other she’s terrified that she’s going to want you to do it again.
“We don’t have to Y/N.” Natasha says softly, sensing you were nervous.
You knew if you bowed out then Santana would get to take your place, and you just couldn’t have that. You knew she’d find a way to torment you about it.
“I’m good.” You grinned. “What’s a kiss between two friends?” You shrugged playfully causing her to laugh.
The next few moments were a bit of a blur, but you remember thinking how green her eyes looked. It was like looking at a sea of pine trees. The moment your lips touched hers felt like your lips were on a cloud. You swore she sighed against you when you gripped her hips. Her hands laid against your abdomen slowly moving up your chest before slowly running up your shoulders to cup your face.
You don’t really remember the moment you both pulled away, but you remember feeling a pull to dive back in.
“Make it look like you’re ripping the dress off.” Aaron broke your trance.
“Do not rip that dress!” Kurt, snapped pointing at you.
“Fine.” Aaron sighed. “Natasha, go ahead and strip.” The photographer made sure to snap photos as the Russian beauty turned for you to unzip her dress.
You gulped once again in the same position as earlier. You began pulling the zipper down and soon the dress was lying against the chaise, and Natasha was straddling your lap. Your arms wrapped around her looking up with her inches from your lips. She leaned down slowly, her nose touching yours when your lips met once again. Her body hummed against yours as you brought her closer.
Natasha’s fingers scratched at the back of your neck breathing you in as she kissed you. You suppressed a groan as she ever so gently rocked her hips back. You squeezed your eyes shut trying to think of the mailman, a trick Finn told you about back in highschool.
“What in the fresh hell is this?!” You hear Quinn yell. “Get off of my wife!”
“Scandalous.” The photographer cackled, capturing everyone’s surprised face.
“Quinn, they're just modeling my line.” You hear Kurt huff.
“Why do they have to be all over each other making out to do it?” Quinn furrowed her brows gesturing to you.
“Sex sells Quinn you know that.” Your shoulders tensed up immediately hearing that familiar high pitched voice.
“What’s wrong?” Natasha asks, trying to control her heart beat, noticing your change in demeanor.
“Berry.” You grumbled.
“That’s her?” Natasha furrowed her brows. She was almost the complete opposite of you. You growled watching the short brunette place her hands on Quinn’s arms, calming her down.
“Short little hobbit like annoying piece of-“
“Y/N.” Natasha brings your attention back to her.
“Sorry.” You cleared your throat. “She just instantly makes me upset.”
“You two are good.” The assistant said walking over with two robes.
Natasha looks down at your arms still wrapped around her.
“Oh right.” You chuckled letting her go and helping her off your lap.
“You!” Quinn snapped, pointing at Natasha who merely raised her eyebrows. “You think I’m just gonna let you kiss my wife?” The blonde was now taking her earrings off.
“Whoa Q calm down.” You say getting in front of her holding her back.
“And you! You just let her!” She slapped your chest before shoving you.
“Babe, it was for the photoshoot.”
“Photoshoot my ass I bet the two of you couldn’t wait for this to happen!” She yelled glaring at you finger pointed.
“Okay… come on tubbers lets lower that blood pressure.” Santana muttered as she and Brittany dragged her outside.
“Well she was thoroughly upset.” Natasha raised her brow at you as you entered the dressing room to put your clothes on.
“Yeah, that seemed about right.” You sighed taking off your tie.
“Didn’t you kiss Brittany and Santana like an hour ago?” She huffed, as she changed into her clothes.
“Yup.” You sighed looking at the wall.
“Got it, so she just doesn’t like me nor trust me.” Natasha nodded with a rueful smile on her face. She honestly doesn’t blame Quinn, she does have a thing for you, but it’s just that! A thing! She understands you’re married.
“Nat-”
“It’s okay Y/N.”
“It’s not and don’t worry I’ll talk to her I promise. Onnnn another note, wanna come with all of us to dinner? My treat.” You smiled sweetly.
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Santana and Brittany used 3 edibles and a pen to calm Quinn down enough for her to see you and Natasha again with out trying to murder you both.
“So Y/N, Q, We all got Finley’s invitations. What are our jobs for Finley’s birthday?” Santana asks.
“You didn’t tell me her birthday is so soon.” Natasha smiled. “She’s a summer baby?”
“Hmhm.” You grinned. “My little August baby.”
“Our August baby.” Quinn’s brow ticked. “I carried her for 9 months, and was in labor for 18 hours.”
“How could I forget when you throw it in my face constantly.” You rolled your eyes.
“Well it seems sometimes I have to remind you since you like making out with other women.”
Before you can snap off Berry butts in.
“Okay guys please don’t fight again.” Rachel pleaded.
“Shut up Berry.” You hissed. “We aren’t fighting. This is between me and my wife.”
“Don’t tell her to shut up!” Quinn growled, nudging you.
The old glee clubbers awkwardly shifted in their seats as you and your wife bickered.
“Do they get this way a lot?” Natasha found herself asking Blaine.
He sighed, shaking his head negatively. “No, they don’t… Although I have noticed they only get this way if Rachel is around, or… Sersi.” He opted out of saying Natasha’s name in fear of you kicking his ass.
“Anyway! We were talking about my God daughter and her birthday so let’s get back to that so we can spoil the shit out of her.” Santana huffed.
“Alright so Young Wild & Three is the theme.” You spoke up. “Figured jungle theme, bring in some exotic petting zoo animals, maybe get some fun booths going to win prizes, and the food could be simple sliders,-“
“Ooh! I can design the cake!” Sam beamed it took him a long time to figure out who he was outside of Lima. Outside of the halls of Mckinnley high. He was very supportive of Mercedes following her dream and while doing so found he loved to bake.
“Thanks Sam!” You grinned.
“Ooh one of the games could be ‘Swinging from the Threes’ we could make some monkey bars or an obstacle course?” Natasha chimed in.
“Maybe we can make a ball pit too.” You add on to her idea.
“We can’t forget karaoke!” Brittany added.
“I’ll bring my karaoke set.” Rachel nodded.
“I’ll bring the piñata. It’s my job as tia.” Santana shrugged.
“This party sounds fun.” Kurt mused before turning towards his husband. “We can not forget to wear the rain ponchos.”
“A rain poncho?” Natasha asked, turning towards the couple.
“Best way to keep your clothes clean around kids.” Kurt explained.
“Want us to bring you one?” Blaine asked, raising his large brows.
“No, that's okay.” Natasha chortled.
“Question.” Mike raised his hand. “Would this also technically be your housewarming party since none of us have been there yet?”
“Ohhh yes so I expect a gift for Fin and me- I mean for us.” Quinn smirked.
“Quinn.” You rolled your eyes.
“Your wedding gift was my housewarming gift, bitch.” Santana snorted, causing Quinn to roll her eyes.
“Y/N, I don’t know if this would help, but you can use my pool if you want? I’m sure the kids would love it.”
“Oh we don’t wanna put you out like that.” Quinn shook her head.
“Oh it’s no trouble at all. Y/N you could make a mini door on my fence-”
“I was joking about that.” You chuckled, earning an eye roll from Quinn.
“I know that!” She laughed. “But it actually makes sense now, and I bet Clint would let us borrow his slide.”
“You really don’t mind?” You furrowed your brows.
“Of course not.” She shrugged.
“Thanks Nat.” You grinned.
“When are my tio and tia coming into town?” Santana questioned.
“Couple of days.” You grin.
“Along with my mother which means we are cleaning.” Quinn muttered.
You internally screamed you did not like cleaning with Quinn.
“Aha! Sucker you gotta clean like a little bitch fool!” Santana laughed, punching your arm.
You glared rubbing your arm.
“Are you two related?” Natasha squinted looking at you and Santana.
“Nah, but our parents are like best friends.” Santana explains.
“Ohhh, I think it's really cool that all of you still keep in touch from Highschool.”
“It’s important we all stay connected.” Rachel smiled, squeezing your wife's hand. The blonde looked over, eyes glazed over, a lazy smile on her face. Natasha’s eyes flickered over to you, but you couldn’t move your eyes from their hands.
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As you all walked out onto the streets of New York City. you out of habit took Quinn’s hand only for her to snatch it back.
“Don’t touch me.” She snapped, giving you a glare that would turn Medusa to stone.
“Qui-”
“No, I'm still pissed at you Y/N.” She grit before walking away from you. “Like I’m so upset with you I can’t even look at you right now!”
“I’m sorry Y/N.” Natasha says, walking up next to you as you watch your wife speaking with Brittany and Rachel.
“It’s not your fault.”
“Yeah she’s just being… Quinn, but to be honest if a hottie like you was mackin’ on my wife I’d kick your ass too.” Santana interrupts laying her arms around both your shoulders.
“She can try.” Natasha shrugs.
Santana cackled letting her go before turning to you. “Don’t worry Q can stay with us tonight. I’ll talk with her tomorrow when we fix up the party favors and all that shit.”
You sighed nodding before the Latina walked away.
“Damn dude.” Mike's eyes widened. “Quinn has literally never changed.”
“Hey come on it was my fault-“
“Dude you did the same thing with Santana and Brit! She’s being unreasonable-“
“Mike!” You whined.
“Fine, fine, but she is.”
“Mike? Are you ready?” Tina smiled walking up.
“Yeah.” He cleared his throat.
“Bye Y/N.” She said, hailing a cab. “Nice meeting you Natasha.”
“You as well.” Natasha smiles.
“Bye Tina!” You say before standing in front of Mike mouthing. ‘OH MY GOD!’
He quickly mouths back ‘I KNOW!’
“See you on Fin’s birthday?” He asks, pointing towards you as he walks backwards.
“Well, I am the father. So yeah. I’ll be there.” You furrow your brow condescendingly.
“That is, if Quinn doesn’t kick you out first.” He smirked as you flipped him off.
“Bye Nat it was great meeting you!” Mike waves getting in the cab.
“Likewise!” She laughs, shaking her head.
“Sooo it’s 10 PM and we’re in New York City. My wife is contemplating the idea of leaving me, and for a hobbit no less. Wanna get up to some shit?” You ask, turning towards Natasha with a smirk.
“I don’t think I’ve ever seen this side of you…” Natasha smirks at the mischievous look on your face. “You’ve piqued my interest Y/L/N. I’m game.”
You grinned taking her hand before taking off on an adventure.
A/N: Thought I'd make it up to y'all by letting you guys decide what they get up too (within reason lol)! Let me know in the comments!!!
#natasha romanoff x reader#natasha romanoff x y/n#natasha romanoff x you#quinn fabray x reader#avenger lane
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Here are a current list of fandoms I make content for and how I’ve classified characters thus far! If I haven’t included one, just ask and I’ll classify them for you. :) I’ll also include my OTPs that I may put together to be caregivers as well as NOTPs that I will not write for.
Twilight:
Caregivers: Carlisle Cullen, Esme Cullen, Charlie Swan & Rosalie Hale.
Flips: Edward Cullen, Alice Cullen & Jacob Black
Littles: Bella Swan, Emmett Cullen & Jasper Hale
Nuetrals: N/A
OTPs: Carlisle/Esme, Jasper/Alice & Rosalie/Emmett (as caregivers only)
NOTPs: Edward/Bella & Jacob/Bella
The Vampire Diaries Universe:
Caregivers: Damon Salvatore, Klaus Mikaelson, Rebekah Mikaelson, Caroline Forbes, Elijah Mikaelson, Matt Donovan, Enzo St. John, Keelin Mikaelson, Bonnie Bennett, Freya Mikaelson, Cami O’Donnell, Hayley Marshall & Hope Mikaelson
Flips: None
Neutrals: Alaric Saltzman, Mikael Mikaelson, Esther Mikaelson, John Gilbert & Miranda Gilbert
Littles: Stefan Salvatore, Elena Gilbert, Jeremy Gilbert, Tyler Lockwood, Kol Mikaelson, Katherine Pierce, Marcel Gerard, Josie Saltzman, Lizzie Saltzman, Jenna Sommers & Davina Claire
OTPs: Damon/Enzo, Damon/Bonnie, Hayley/Elijah, Klaus/Caroline, Rebekah/Matt, Keelin/Freya, Damon/Bonnie/Enzo & Klaus/Cami
NOTPs: Damon/Elena, Damon/Katherine & Stefan/Katherine
I do ship Stefan/Elena, Kol/Davina, Hope/Josie & Jeremy/Bonnie, but as I don’t write about romantic dynamics between Littles and Caregivers, they won’t be featured romantically.
One Tree Hill:
Caregivers: Karen Roe, Keith Scott, Haley James Scott, Mouth McFadden, Quinn James, Chase Adams, Chris Keller & Clay Evans
Flips: Lucas Scott & Peyton Saywer
Neutrals: Dan Scott
Littles: Nathan Scott, Millie Huxtible, Brooke Davis & Alex Dupre
OTPs: Karen/Keith, Quinn/Clay, Peyton/Lucas (as caregivers) & Chris/Chase
NOTPs: Brooke/Lucas & Dan/Karen
I do ship Haley/Nathan, Brooke/Peyton & Mouth/Millie, but as I don’t write about romantic dynamics between Littles and Caregivers, they won’t be featured romantically.
Supernatural:
Caregivers: Dean Winchester & Castiel
Flips: N/A
Neutrals: John Winchester & Mary Winchester
Littles: Sam Winchester & Jack Kline
OTPs: Dean/Castiel
NOTPs: N/A
Teen Wolf:
Caregivers: Derek Hale, Noah Stilinski, Melissa McCall, Chris Argent & Peter Hale
Flips: Scott McCall & Lydia Martin
Neutrals: N/A
Littles: Malia Tate, Stiles Stilinksi, Alison Argent & Liam Dunbar
OTPs: Noah/Melissa
NOTPs: N/A
I do ship Stiles/Derek, Stiles/Malia, Stiles/Lydia & Scott/Alison, but as I don’t write about romantic dynamics between Littles and Caregivers, they won’t be featured romantically.
Grey’s Anatomy/Private Practice:
Caregivers: Owen Hunt, Meredith Grey, Mark Sloan, Derek Shepherd, Addison Montgomery, Charlotte King, Arizona Robbins, Callie Torres, Atticus Lincoln & Sheldon Wallace
Flips: Amelia Shepherd
Neutrals: Cristina Yang & Izzie Stevens
Littles: Alex Karev, Jackson Avery, April Kepner, Jo Wilson, Andrew DeLuca, Lexi Grey & Dell Parker
OTPs: Meredith/Derek, Addison/Mark, Callie/Arizona & Charlotte/Amelia (as caregivers)
NOTPs: Owen Hunt/Anyone, Addison/Derek & Charlotte/Cooper
I do ship Mark/Lexi, April/Jackson, Alex/Jo & Andrew/Meredith, but as I don’t write about romantic dynamics between Littles and Caregivers, they won’t be featured romantically.
Once Upon A Time:
Caregivers: Snow White, Rumpelstiltskin, Belle French, Maleficent, Princess Anna, Prince Kristoff, Killian Jones (all versions), Henry Mills (S7 only), Ella Mills, Robin Hood, Queen Tiana, Ursula & Robin Hood-Mills/Margot
Flips: David Charming & Ruby Lucas
Nuetrals: Mother Gothel, Zelena Mills & Cora Mills
Littles: Emma Swan, Regina Mills, Alice Jones, Will Scarlet, Drizella Tremaine, Queen Elsa, Lily Page & Neal Cassidy/Baelfire
OTPs: Tiana/Killian, Snow/David (as caregivers), Belle/Rumpelstiltskin, Belle/Killian, Maleficent/Ursula, Henry/Ella, Snow/Ruby/David (as caregivers), Ruby/Belle (as caregivers) & Kristoff/Anna
NOTPs: Killian/Emma, Henry/Drizella, Killian/Gothel & Zelena/Anyone
I do ship Emma/Neal, Emma/Elsa, Emma/Lily, Belle/Will, Snow/Regina & Alice/Margot, but as I don’t write about romantic dynamics between Littles and Caregivers, they won’t be featured romantically.
Pretty Little Liars:
Caregivers: Emily Fields, Toby Cavanaugh, Caleb Rivers, Wayne Fields, Pam Fields, Mary Drake, Jason Dilaurentis & Maya St. Germain
Flips: Mona Vanderwaal, Alison Dilaurentis & Cece Drake
Neutrals: Veronica Hastings, Byron Montgomery, Peter Hastings, Ezra Fitz & Ella Montgomery.
Littles: Aria Montgomery, Spencer Hastings, Mike Montgomery, Alex Drake & Hanna Marin
OTPs: Wayne/Pam, Maya/Emily, Alison/Emily (as caregivers) & Caleb/Toby
NOTPs: Ezra/Aria
I do ship Spencer/Toby, Hanna/Caleb, Mona/Mike, Aria/Spencer & Aria/Jason, but as I don’t write about romantic dynamics between Littles and Caregivers, they won’t be featured romantically.
9-1-1 & 9-1-1 Lone Star:
Caregivers: Owen Strand, Bobby Nash, Athena Grant, Henrietta “Hen” Wilson, Howie Han, Tommy Vega, Judson “Judd” Ryder, Eddie Dias & Paul Strickland
Flips: Carlos Reyes
Neutrals: N/A
Littles: TK Strand, Marjan Marwani, Evan “Buck” Buckley & Maddie Buckley
OTPs: Bobby/Athena & Hen/Tracie
NOTPs: N/A
I do also ship TK/Carlos, Howie/Maddie & Buck/Eddie, but as I don’t write about romantic dynamics between Littles and Caregivers, they won’t be featured romantically.
Criminal Minds:
Caregivers: Aaron Hotchner, David Rossi, Jason Gideon, Will LaMontagne & Emily Prentiss
Flips: Derek Morgan & Jennifer “JJ” Jereau
Neutrals: N/A
Littles: Spencer Reid & Penelope Garcia
OTPs: JJ/Hotch (as caregivers), Emily/Hotch and Will/JJ (as caregivers)
NOTPs: Penelope/Luke
I do ship Penelope/Derek but as I don’t write about romantic dynamics between Littles and Caregivers, they won’t be featured romantically.
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TOOZ WRITING PROMPT
Hey y'all! I have got a great fun prompt for you today! You won't believe what I found! Now although the inspiration involves a video of a super young Chris Evans, any muse can be the star or participate. ALWAYS! Because this is just a prompt - you're the writer in control. And I'm dying to find out what y'all come up with. So guess what—
TOOZ FOUND A TREASURE !
How the hell are there still things out there I haven't discovered yet? Am I the only one who didn't know anything about this?
Baby Chris Evans is teaching us about Biodiversity: Wild About Life.
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He's just a baby! So young. What a little cutie!
Now for...TOOZ WRITING PROMPT
One or more of our collective muses has been asked to make a documentary or Public Service Announcement (PSA) to raise the public's awareness about something specific, something important, something ridiculous, something imminent, dangerous, horrifying, apocalyptic, something that turns out to be catastrophic, something that fizzles out, something that is a hoax or conspiracy, something that is manipulative or oppressive.
Did I mention something ridiculous?
We SHOULD each challenge ourselves to write a serious one AND a ridiculous one - a ridiculous cause that is taken seriously, of course. You know, a crack fic: a story that the author must've been on crack to come up with such a wack-a-doodle idea.
Disclaimer: I AM NOT SUGGESTING NOR CONDONING THAT WE ALL SMOKE CRACK IN ORDER TO WRITE A CRACK FIC! It's just a figure of speech. Come on, right?
Ohh but imagine if our muse fucks up the PSA or documentary up so badly that they have to go back on the air and recant parts of it, if not the entire thing.
This could be the most important thing they've ever done or said. The most important fight they ever signed up for. Their message may successfully change the world, or save it.
Or maybe their message was completely wrong - the wrong information, the wrong choice, the wrong course of action. (Is it too late to save the world, or stop the broadcast?)
This could be absolutely humiliating. It could ruin their reputation and any future career. And say goodbye to any chance of a proper private life after this. Will the public even notice or care?
The Captain America PSAs always send me into giggles. I've included several video links. I'm dying to find out what y'all think? If any of you have more ideas. SQUEAL!
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Of course, it's adorable when Sam & Bucky argue about Steve's PSAs.
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And I couldn't help adding a couple more.
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These aren't all necessarily PSAs, but just inspiration. Especially seeing our muses with kids makes me swoon.
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I ran out of room for videos.
If anyone has more inspirational videos, please share!
This post got accidentally posted almost two weeks ago before I had actually finished it. Yikes! I wonder how often I did that?
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Continued from here: @sammythedominant
PM: I think that’s what he wants too, but we should all come together and talk it out so we’re all solid on where we stand and what we want. There’s gonna be times where I wanna be alone with you, though. Dommed just by you. I was...getting used to that and I really liked it. I just don’t know if there’s room for that in a polyamorous set-up where there’s only one sub.
...Sorry, I don’t know if I’m even making sense. My head has been so jumbled lately.
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Random 4MW question (I don’t think I missed this in the story, but apologies if I did!) And please feel free to disregard if this is a spoiler somehow, but…did Steve and Bucky’s trip to City Hall ever “leak,” per Bernie’s concern? Or is it like…people kinda know but it’s not Known.
I'm kind of laughing because part of me is like--how on earth would I know? If ever a universe has it's own life, it's this one, and I feel like lots of people have a better sense of what's going on than I do!!! :D
That said, my sense is that no, their legal marriage has not leaked and so is not widely known, despite being public record--I think the guys at city hall didn't sell them out and nobody else has bothered to look. (I also think that if it leaked, it would be a big deal and we would have had to have seen them process it, in a story: they really do think that their lives are their business alone.)
If you were to go to their wikipedia pages--(oh god do I have to write their wikipedia pages? please no)--you would learn about the events of The Tradeoff, i.e. Bucky Barnes a) is alive and b) a supersoldier and c) wore the Captain America costume between the eras of Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson and d) was a POW/The Winter Soldier from 1945 to 2014. But I don't think it's known that Steve and Bucky are more to each other than very close (intimate?) friends (for obvious reasons of being the only two survivors of another era?), or even that they live together, say. While Bucky did that interview in Brooklyn with the guy from Brooklyn College, I wouldn't take that headline ("Bucky Barnes Returns To Brooklyn") as an admission that he now lives in Brooklyn, though obviously he and Steve both have strong ties to NY (and the Avengers in general have strong ties to NY; this is a 2012-Avengers spin off world where they all still have rooms in Stark Tower). Even SHIELD is now in NY thanks to Natasha. But I think that most of the private things about their lives are still private.
I will say, also, btw, that I feel like I see four guys who look like Chris Evans every single day just walking around. I mean this as no insult to Evans-stans, but his particular brand of Italian-Irish looks is just super-common around here. So in my heart I really do believe that they could basically just live their lives acting normally and not be recognized (which I had a lot of fun with in Captain America At Home!)
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Suicide Squad Members both Past and Present (Minus both Captain Boomerangs)
Amanda Waller
Rick Flag Jr
Rick Flag Sr
Deadshot
Bronze Tiger
Enchantress
Blockbuster
Briscoe
Karin Grace
Mindboggler
Nemesis
Nightshade
Plastique
Black Orchid
Penguin
Killer Frost (Louise Lincoln)
Multiplex
Slipknot
Parasite (Rudy Jones)
Manhunter/Privateer
Duchess
Speedy
Vixen
Mr. 104
Weasel
Psi
Javelin
Captain Cold
Shade the Changing Man
Oracle
Count Vertigo
Dr. Light
Punch
Jewelee
Shrike
Ravan
Lady Liberty
Silent Majority
Major Victory
Poison Ivy
Atom
Thinker
Schrek
Stalnoivolk
Black Adam
Catalyst
Enforcer
Firehawk
Maser
Karma
Outlaw
Silver Swan
Sportsmaster
The Writer
King Shark
Knockout
Sam Makoa
Sidearm
Quartzite
Shrapnel
Thermal
Flex
Bolt
Cameron Chase
Copperhead
Sledge
Plasmus
Manchester Black
Chemo
Steel
Mongul
Sgt. Frank Rock
Big Sir
Bulldozer
Clock King
Cluemaster
Major Disaster
Multi-Man
Havana
Modem
Larvanaut
Eliza
Putty
Blackstarr
Reactron
Solomon Grundy
Hawkman
Power Girl
Star-Spangled Kid
Wildcat
Double Down
Atom Smasher
Persuader
Electrocutioner
Icicle
Mirror Master (Evan McCulloch)
Tattooed Man
Bane
The General
King Faraday
Marauder
Thinker II
White Dragon
Twister
Blackguard
Windfall
Virtuoso
Yasemin Soze
Black Spider
El Diablo
Harley Quinn
Savant
Voltaic
Yo-Yo
Crowbar
Iceberg
Lime
Light
The Unknown Soldier
James Gordon Jr.
Cheetah
Power Girl
Warrant
Steel
Black Manta
Deathstroke
Joker's Daughter
Reverse Flash (Daniel West)
Parasite (Joshua Michael Allen)
The Hunky Punk
Katana
Killer Croc
Mad Dog
Killer Frost (Caitlin Snow)
General Zod
Juan Soria
Lord Satanis
Master Jailer
Merlyn
Rag Doll
Scream Queen
Shimmer
Tao Jones
Skorpio
Baby Boom
Zoomax
Lawman
Snakebite
Lok
Cavalier
Magpie
The Shark (totally different guy from King Shark)
Zebra-Man
The Aerie
Chaos Kitten
Deadly Six
Fin
Jog
Osita
Thylacine
Wink
Black Mask
Film Freak
Peacemaker
Shrike (Boone)
Culebra
Exit
Mindwarp
Nocturna
Match
Talon
Branch
Keymaster
Warp
Bloodsport
Ambush Bug
Black Siren
Nightmare Nurse
Heat Wave
Major Force
KGBeast
Victor Zsasz
Madame Crow
Black Hand
Etrigan the Brainiac 666
Gunbunny
Gunhawk
Gentleman Ghost
Juniper
Klarion the Witch Boy
Snargoyle (deceased)
Wither
Aladdin
Alchemaster (deceased)
Doctor Thaumaturge
Etrigan
Azucar
Black Bison
Pigeon
Johnny Sorrow
Rustam
Doctor Polaris
Emerald Empress
Lobo
Cyclotron
Behemoth
Leviathan
Zizz
Bloodletter
Akando
Giganta
Brainwave
Doctor Destiny
Doctor Psycho
Dubbilex
Hector Hammond
Jemm
Looker
Manchester Black
Maxwell Lord
Mento
Psimon
Acero
Dulce
El Dorado
El Gaucho
Monstruo
Silbón
Zachary Zatara
Mirror Master (Sam Scudder)
Parademon
Fisherman
Lor-Zod
Clayface
Polkadot Man
Gotham/Bane (idk some dude named Henry Clover Jr.?)
Man-Bat
Arkham Knight
Sundowner
Mr. Bloom
Two-Face
Mr. Freeze
Deadbolt
Lashina
Luke Fox
The Verdict
T.D.K.
Ratcatcher II
Killer Frost (Crystal Frost)
Ten Eyed Man
@ednygmaaskme I'm sorry it's long as hell. I also want to apologize in advance if this list has duplicates. It's hard to keep track.
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Yes, it's that time again. As an oversized turkey thaws in your fridge and Mariah Carey starts doing her vocal warm ups, it's time to think about gifting something special to those you love.
Why not give the fanfic lover in your life a custom written fanfiction designed and starring Them?!
That's right, I'm opening up my commissions for a limited time this holiday season!
Imagine the joy on your bestie's face as they read about riding in the Impala with Dean and singing along to their favorite song! The magical feeling they'll get when Bucky rescues them and his prickly exterior softens at their touch... Or hell- get one for yourself and read the story you've always dreamed about but couldn't find ;)
So many possibilities and stories to tell!
Read on for more info and please, reblog to spread the word. <3
How does it work?
You send me a message and we discuss what type of story you'd like. If I think I can do it properly for you- it's a go!
You provide details about the character (you, someone else, multiples). Stories can be OFC, Actual People, or Reader Insert.
You leave me alone for a few days and when I return, you'll get a PDF file of your fic (usually including custom art) emailed right to you ready for gifting!
What fandoms are you writing for lately?
Any fandom can be negotiated provided I am familiar with it and feel like I would do the details justice. Ex: I've watched football, but I'm not gonna write a great football story bc I just don't get it. ;)
Fandoms I have written for and am comfy with:
Supernatural, Supernatural RPF (Mostly all ships!)
The Boys, The Boys RPF
The Walking Dead, TWD RPF
Marvel (Cap, Bucky, Thor, Wanda, Sam), Marvel RPF (Evans & Stan)
Criminal Minds
The Hunger Games
The Magicians (Ships too!)
The Winchesters, The Winchesters RPF
Daisy Jones & The Six (Billy Dunne)
Doctor Who (NuWho, minus 13)
Random RPF Actors/Singers
What Kind of Story Can You Do?
Anything. No, wait. I'm afraid you don't believe me. I mean... ANY T H I N G. You want hardcore smut that boarders on problematic? I'm in. You want the fluffiest fluff that ever fluffed and would make Hallmark movies cringe? I got you. Angst? Dark stuff? General? Literally Anything you want. I only have one or two things I'm not comfortable with but that can all be discussed in private, and honestly, after almost 8 years doing this, no one's ever come close to asking for them so you're 1000% good to ask for whatever.
What's the bottom line here?
Well, your story, which will be anywhere from 1,000 - 20,000 words depending on how wordy I get, will be a flat rate of $20. This includes my full attention to your story from start to finish, accompanying art, specific detail inclusion, and an emailed PDF file that you can print out or delete, or whatever you want. It's yours.
I do not write for word counts, only the story. If your complete story can be told in 1k words, that's great. If it takes another 40,000 and we end up with a novel, that's great for you and I won't charge you any more for it! I'm more worried about giving you the best story I can than worrying about word counts.
Commissions are open now until Christmas Eve Eve (Dec 23, 2023).
I will only take FIVE commissions at any time, so best to get to me first. First come, first serve, then I go down the line.
If you have any questions, feel free to ask me. I'm not scary.
You can also check out my Tumblr Masterlist for examples of my work incase you're unsure. And... just a reminder, Patrons get a discount!
Much love and wishes for an awesome end of the year,
Beka <3
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Have you seen what happens to Chris Evans from his female fans, since there were pictures with his girlfriend. He said in an interview a few months ago, that he is single and now it seems he has a girlfriend since over a year. He got a lot of harassment from fans, they told him he is a liar. That sounds so familiar to Sam‘s Situation.
No, I haven't been following this, I'm already more than satisfied with this fandome.
But apart from that, the situation is not really comparable, because Chris Evans is mainly known for the Marvel movies and thus he has both female and male fans. Most people who go to the cinema and watch his movies probably don't care if he is single, taken, married or whatever. The target audience is completely different.
Sam has been marketed as a "Jamie Fraser type" from the beginning, even as a private person, by everyone - Starz, Lionsgate, Sony, his PR, etc. And as a result, his audience is predominantly female. I.e. as long as he is in OL and as long as he is marketed as this "guy", his strong dependence on female fans will not change. Only when he manages to convince or star in a film that also appeals to the male target group will this perhaps change. Bloodshot was a good start (apart from the fact that the film itself was rather mediocre, I found his performance very good and completely different from JAMMF), Everest would also have been a good possibility.
But that aside, I've never been able to comprehend what difference it makes to a female fan if Sam is single or not. We live in reality, not fairy tales, and the fact that someone actually has hopes of being able to have a relationship with him is scary, if not dangerous to some extent.
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