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Hello! I'm Eve, first time fic writer, long time fic reader. I love most things MCU, as well as the actors, and some others as well. Hope you enjoy! Feel free to send me asks with questions and/or prompts.
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like a textbook libra, I really do see both sides!! Chris was nervous to lose his family by telling the truth. And Vixen is upset and angry and most of all, betrayed, she definitely is valid in reacting the way she did. Everyone just needs to wait for the dust to settle before doing anything drastic, AGAIN.
Great chapter hun! Team Everyone!
Guuuurrrrrl what did you do? What DID YOU DO? Love, maybe is playing with my moods hard. But I stand with vix
Okay, I see team Vixen is in the house.
Drawing clear lines. Any more team Vixen?
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Yes we did. But at what cost? 😭😭
Soooooo guys—
You guys got what you wanted—right?
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y’alll....................... the angst! This is SOOOO incredibly well written good GOD wow.
I’d Choose You
Anonymous user requests: “Can I request an angsty and fluffy Steve x reader one shot where Steve and reader were friends and had feelings for each other but they never did anything about it; one day they had a very bad fight and the reader had to leave for a mission and Steve was too pissed to say goodbye; the reader ended up being very hurt and unconscious and Steve got super worried and confessed his feelings”
Summary: Pain is the punishment, love is the crime.
Warnings: severe injuries/near death experiences, blood, language, Steve being a real big jerk, angst angst angst with fluff mixed in (I cried writing this.)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader
Word Count: about 3100 (oops I got carried away)
A/N: I love love love this request so much. If you’re the nonny that requested it, thank you for giving me a new spark of creativity!
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CHRIS YOU FUCKIN MEATBALL!!! This could’ve been avoided!!! AH! Poor Vixen!!
I can’t wait for the next chapter im - eeEEEEKKKK!
Title: Love, Maybe? {38}*
Chris Evans X Reader OFC Vixen Giovanni
Warning: Cursing, Plot, Heavy Angst, Mild NSFW
Word Count: 4.1K
Summary: After a night of drunkenness you wake up next to warm, hot as hell body, a migraine and no memory of the night before. When you come to realize that the hot body belongs to none other than Hollywood’s golden boy Chris Evans you freak out. As events unfold you become even more panicked to find out you got married in your drunken haze. What else is there to do but get it annulled, right? Before walking away, you share one more night of molten kisses and passion. Three years later you are still living with the repercussions of your brash decisions, but the surprises don’t stop there. The past has a way of coming back and have you questioning is this fate that you’ve been running from, hell could it have been love, maybe?
NOTE: **Italic texts is an inner Vixen thought. Bold Italic texts is an inner Chris thought.
**Loosley Edited/Proofread**
**Slightly Interactive***
Thank you guys for reading!!!! If you enjoyed this please LIKE, COMMENT, REBLOG. 😊❤❤️
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Chapter 38: Reality Check
-Chris-
“No, don’t do that sweetheart, you’ll fall in.”
From what he knew about her already he knew she wasn’t going to listen. Sure enough, she leaned forward over the wooden path trying to reach something in the water and sure enough, she tumbled headfirst into the water. He couldn’t help but laugh as he ran to her.
“Really Christopher, you laugh at your daughter?”
“I told her not to do it.” She popped her head up laughing up a storm. “See, she finds it funny.” When he looked at you, you were shaking your head.
“Not funny, she could have drowned.”
“Oh stop it, she can swim.” He plopped her onto the blanket on the shore and sat.
“I otay mama.” She grabbed two strawberries and munched them as he wrapped her in a towel.
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me everytime when chris gets close to spilling the beans.!!
no but in all honesty i love this series with my whole heart, it is a HUGE reason why i got into reading fanfics and into WRITING so i 100000% recommend this author and this series!!!!
{Title: Love, Maybe? {37}*
Chris Evans X Reader OFC Vixen Giovanni
Warning: Cursing, Plot, Fluff, Slow Burn
Word Count: 3.7K
Summary: After a night of drunkenness you wake up next to warm, hot as hell body, a migraine and no memory of the night before. When you come to realize that the hot body belongs to none other than Hollywood’s golden boy Chris Evans you freak out. As events unfold you become even more panicked to find out you got married in your drunken haze. What else is there to do but get it annulled, right? Before walking away, you share one more night of molten kisses and passion. Three years later you are still living with the repercussions of your brash decisions, but the surprises don’t stop there. The past has a way of coming back and have you questioning is this fate that you’ve been running from, hell could it have been love, maybe?
NOTE: **Italic texts is an inner Vixen thought. Bold Italic texts is an inner Chris thought.
**Loosley Edited/Proofread**
Thank you guys for reading!!!! If you enjoyed this please LIKE, COMMENT, REBLOG. 😊❤❤️
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Chapter 37: Revelations
-Vixen-
“Mama!”
You dropped your bag and bound across the lawn as she ran to you. once you made it to her you dropped to your knees and pulled her into your arms.
“Oh princess, I missed you so much.”
“I miss you.” Ella spread her hands over your face and felt it as if she were trying to memorize it. you kissed all over her face until you stopped at her head. She hugged you and you just sat there inhaling the scent of her head. It was a scent you loved more than air. Studies proved that mothers were inclined to like the scent of their children’s heads no matter what. You remembered as a baby you’d just hold her and breathe in her scent. Nothing had changed even now.
“Hey there, do I get one of those?”
Ella pulled from you the minute she saw Chris and hugged him with just as much force as she hugged you. You smiled watching the exchange.
“How’s my princess?”
“Good.” He lifted her into his arms which allowed you to stand from the grass and dirt. They chatted quietly before he raised her into the air and twirled her around. She loved it and laughed with glee.
“Hey.”
Nex stepped beside you and watched father and daughter with a sweet smile. “Hi. How are things?”
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this is the cutest shit i’ve ever seen :’)
Time For Bed.
In response to @denisemarieangelina posting the photo below, I’ve had this little thing in my head all afternoon. Hope you don’t mind!
Warnings - None, only fluff!
“Chris, I’m back.”
You called out to your husband, kicking off your shoes, putting your purse and shopping bags on the floor to deal with them later.
“Chris? Honey, I’m home.”
You’d been out all day, the first time you’d been out on your own since your son was born a few months ago. Chris had insisted that you go, and he treated you, his mom, sisters and your friends to a morning in the spa, before you all went out for lunch and some retail therapy, leaving him, your little boy and Dodger to have a ‘guy’s day’ at home.
You had resisted calling him once you got your phone back after your morning in the spa, and Lisa promised you that everything would be fine. Chris was a natural father, bonding instantly with your son and you trusted her (and him) and carried on enjoying your day out.
You called out again, concerned that Chris hadn’t answered you. You knew they were in as the car was in the garage, and the stroller was by the front door, so he hadn’t gone out with Dodger.
You walked through the house, still no sign of your boys - even the nursery was empty.
Eventually you came to your master suite and found your husband asleep on the bed, his hand resting gently on his sleeping child’s stomach, Dodger curled up at the foot of the bed.
You couldn’t help but snap a picture, sending it to the family group chat.
You smiled, kissed both of them gently on the forehead, your son waking instantly, a grin on his face, and he reached out for you quietly, almost as if he knew that he didn’t want to wake his daddy.
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I know that there are some people still having a difficult time understanding that I did not plagiarize Fifty Shades of Bucky (FSoB). Maybe once you read this, you will understand.
First and foremost, I did not copy and paste the book into a word document and change the name Christian to Bucky as has been stated. There are fundamental differences between the original work and my Fifty Shades of Bucky:
Bucky and the reader enter into a mutual agreement to have sex.
There is no NDA or contract between the reader and Bucky.
There is no older woman who served as a dominant to Bucky.
There are no email exchanges between the reader and Bucky.
Bucky is an Avenger, not the CEO of some big company.
Bucky is not abusive.
Bucky shows growth as a character.
There are a lot more differences, but stating all of them would spoil the story for those who have not read it. Anyone who has read the entire work can tell you that it takes a hard left turn away from the original work.
My intent, from day one, was to rewrite the original book in a better manner, without the horrific abuse that Christian puts Ana through.
Fifty Shades of Bucky is, by definition under the fair use law, a parody.
Fair use is any copying of copyrighted material done for a limited and “transformative” purpose, such as to comment upon, criticize, or parody a copyrighted work. Such uses can be done without permission from the copyright owner. If your use qualifies as fair use, then it would not be considered an infringement. (https://fairuse.stanford.edu/overview/fair-use/what-is-fair-use/)
The key factor for a parody to qualify as fair use is whether the parody is transformative – it adds something new, with a further purpose or different character altering the copied work with new expression, meaning, or message (https://www.law.cornell.edu/wex/parody). FSoB does this. The reader is a new and different character, the circumstances under which they meet is different, the progression of their relationship is different. The message that I try to convey is that a sub/dom relationship can exist without being abusive, like the one in the original book.
A parody must comment on something well-known enough for the audience to understand that it is a parody and not a completely original work in itself. A parody does not just have to make people laugh or make fun of the original work – instead, it could elicit anger, make the audience feel disgusted, or provoke warm and happy reactions (https://lizerbramlaw.com/2019/03/06/fair-use-or-not-parody-vs-satire-in-copyright-law/). FSoB is a parody. The title alone lets readers know that it is a parody and not a completely original work.
Fanfiction falls under copyright law and in the U.S. is classified as a “derivative work.” A derivative work is defined in copyright law as “an expressive creation that includes major copyright-protected elements of an original, previously created first work. The derivative work becomes a second, separate work independent in form from the first (https://reporter.rit.edu/views/fanfiction-legal-battle-creativity). All fanfiction falls under this copyright law, including FSoB.
One further point: I did not receive any monetary compensation for FSoB. I have never received monetary compensation for my fanfiction. I do not believe in receiving monetary compensation for my fanfiction as it is not my intellectual property. Anyone who claims otherwise about me is lying. Period.
If anyone has any other issues with me or this series, please come to me. I am happy to discuss this with you in a calm and polite manner. Please do not go to someone else to discuss my work. No one else knows what I’m thinking or feeling or the intent behind anything I’ve written. Only I can know that. Unfortunately, this whole drama was merely a witch hunt, it was never meant to point a light at any kind of truth. It was meant to cancel me out because of some unknown agenda.
Thank you for reading.
Mimi
#this whole situation is so messed up#evelyn reblogs#please read this post to help clarify anythings
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#tell me this isnt the cutest man youve ever seen in your life#chris evans#gifset#gifted#evelyn reblogs
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Did you mean: Chris getting turned on by Ana part 294839
Ana de Armas showing us a master class on how to flirt with Chris Evans in Portuguese.
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I went a little crazy with the “special character” feature on Google Doc while i was making dividers so im posting them here to see which of these past properly onto here. If anyone has any suggestions, or if you want to use them, feel free to let me know!!
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Y’all!! First of all the prequel series to this series is SO GOOD i 100% recommend it! and I am so excited for this new series. This blog is so good i recommend everything!
Every Kind of Way
Characters: Chris Evans x First-Person OFC Julianna (Woman of Color)
Summary: Sequel to “I Guess I’ll See You Next Lifetime” - After spending an unforgettable night in Vegas together, Chris and Julianna explore the possibility of being more.
Warnings: Sex, Language, Angst
A/N: Sooooooo…..decided to put all my other WIPs on hold and focus on continuing this story. Honestly, Chris and Julianna have been on my mind more than any of my other fics. I have an intense love for these two and an fierce itch to just see them through, so I apologise for ghosting my other stuff. Just know that once Chris and Julianna are complete, I will be going back to my other fics but for now, I’m focusing on these two.
Posting will begin Friday, January 17th, 2020!
Full Masterlist / Buy Me a Ko-Fi?
Parts: [Part One] [Part Two] [Part Three] [Part Four] [Part Five] [Part Six]
Excerpt:
He was standing in the middle of the driveway, hands in his pockets, cap low shielding his eyes from the setting sun as he stared at the ground, rocking back and forth on his heels. He’d changed into a pair of faded jeans, worn sneakers and a plain blue T-shirt that hugged his upper body.
His beard was trimmed a little since the last time I saw him but even then, I was struck with just how handsome he was. It was difficult to picture him as the movie star that everyone – or every female, as Sharri had put it – went batshit crazy for. He didn’t look like Captain America to me. At the moment, he looked like that potty mouthed Boston guy I’d met in a bar a few months prior.
That guy, I liked a lot.
Chris looked up at me as I approached him, and I was pretty much frozen on the spot. I didn’t know what to say, so I mumbled the first thing that popped into my head.
“Hi,” I said softly and so unconfidently.
“Hi,” he answered, blue eyes squinting in the sun.
- Fic will most likely be updated on Fridays -
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Also imagine the hassle with root touch-ups, while i would’ve loved to see what he would’ve done with eyebrows and such, i love him with his natural hair.
Apparently Henry Cavill wanted to grow his hair out and dye it for his role as Geralt but the producers said it was a bad idea cause his hair might fall out and can you imagine Henry Fucking Cavill walking around doing normal things in public with that hair?!
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I Should Have Written This Down
Title: I Should Have Written This Down
A Chris Evans x Reader One-Shot
Word Count: 1.8k
Summary: Babysitting your niece and nephew turns into a moment of realization for the both of you.
Warnings: Fluff, crying but the good kind.
A/N: Hahahe she says she’ll post soon and doesn't post for over a month ok I GET it! im terrible at this so far! I didn't even finish the fic I was gonna post last year but here we are. This idea came to me while I was at work and I wrote most of it at work but it was bad, so here it is. Have fun! Let me know what you think. Try not to send me anon hate but I won't blame you if you do.
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Your older sister was out of town for the weekend for her wedding anniversary, so that tasked you with taking care of her kids. You immediately agreed because you loved spending time with them. You did not know how she did it, but she raised both of her kiddos to be absolute angels. Caleb was only 6 years old and he showed more respect and restraint than some adults you know; Naomi was almost a year old but she hardly ever cried or fussed. You loved them dearly. The four of you had had a full day and made it home just in time to make dinner. You and Caleb tasked yourselves to make chicken alfredo while Chris volunteered to put Naomi to bed.
“Are you sure? I can take her if you want.” You asked Chris, who you loved very much but you knew he didn’t have much experience when it comes to babies.
“It’s ok babe, I got her. Now, Caleb, make sure Auntie Y/N doesn’t make a mess!” He said to the little boy who giggled in response, and with that he left the kitchen. So you and Caleb began to prepare the meal. It took twice as long because you wanted him to learn a lot and to do everything correctly. And as much as you made sure he couldn’t make a mess, the child somehow managed to spill bread crumbs all over the counter and onto the floor. A gasp came out of the both of you, followed by your giggles.
“Little boy?! What did you do?” You asked the worried boy.
“I’m sorry Auntie Y/N! It was an accident, I promise! I was trying to wash my hands and it was an accident!,” stammered the child, on the verge of tears. You smiled and embraced the boy, rubbing his back while you whispered words of comfort.
“I know baby, you just have to make sure you’re careful in the kitchen ok? It can be a dangerous place in here. Can you put all of the breadcrumbs on the floor with a paper towel, I’m sure Dodger would love it! I’m almost done ok?” you assured him. You set the table and plated everything before you went to check the baby camera. There you see Chris sitting in the rocking chair with Naomi in his arms, who was undoubtedly asleep. While he held her, he caressed her little face with his fingers, going over all of her features. And while you stood there, monitor in hand, images of your future begin to flood your mind.
You’ve been with Chris for a bit over two years, and you’ve talked about children and marriage so you know he’s in it for the long run. You begin to think about kids of your own, and what raising kids alongside the love of your life could be like. The thought alone filled you with excitement. Your mom always did say that if you wait until the right time to have a child, you’ll end up waiting your whole life. You were both in a good place in your careers, a kid right now wouldn’t be a bad idea, huh?
Caleb snapped you out of your daydream by asking if he could eat now. You told him to go ahead, you were just going to get Chris so he could join them. Quietly entering the nursery, you nodded at him to let him know dinner is ready. He slowly got up and very carefully set Naomi down into her crib. You creeped up behind him and wrapped your arms around his torso, sighing into his back while both of you stared at the calm face of your niece. You gave him a small squeeze.
“Come on, food’s ready. Make sure the mic is on,” you softly said, while walking towards the door. He lingered by the crib for a moment before following behind you, small breathes escaping him.
The two of you ate your dinner with the chatty 6 year old for nearly an hour before Naomi began to fuss. You heard the small cries coming from the baby monitor and began to clean up the table, assuring the boys that you had it handled and to please clean up when they finished eating. You prepared a warm bottle for her and picked her up. Cooing and whispering at her, you sat down in the same rocking chair Chris was in and began to feed her. While she drank, your mind began to wander and filling with possibilities again. This time interrupted by Chris who walked into the room right as Naomi was finishing her bottle.
“Hey, how did you like dinner?” you asked.
“Dinner was great, thank you. Caleb was telling me that he helped you with the chicken?”
“Yes. Yes he did, did you see the mess he made on the floor?” you both laughed.
“Ha, yeah Dodger was having a blast cleaning up Caleb’s mess,” he chuckled out. He slowly began to crouch next to you, instinctively wiping Naomi’s face.
“She’s so small,” you whisper “it makes you think.”
“About what?”
“Us, our future.” you waited for his reply. A small silence hung in the air.
“I-It does,” he let out a shaky breath “Listen, I've been meaning to talk to you. Privately.”
“Yeah, me t-too.” You put a burp cloth over your shoulder and began to pat Naomi's back rhythmically. You inhaled, reading yourself to disclose your secret but he cut you off with
“I love you. Babe, I love you so much. I love you more than anything I could have ever imagined I could love. I love your laughs, all 12 of them, I love your face, I love your silliness and I love your boobs and I - I should have written this down.”
You began to tear up, and let a small giggle escape your mouth. He sighed, looking down before continuing.
“Y/N, I love your brain and how good you are with me. And how good you are with these kids. Good god, I see you with them, and it’s like you’ve been doing this your whole life, and it’s not even just you with the kids, it’s you with everything you do. How you seem to bring so much light and warmth everywhere you go. And how much love you have in your heart, there is so much love inside you, and I am so blessed and fortunate that I am one of the things that you love. And believe me Y/N I love you.”
He was rambling, you were shaking.
“And yes, I 100% should have written this down, but you get my point. But in case you didn’t. Y/F/N Y/L/N. I love you with everything I am made of, and I want to spend the rest of my life with you,” he was already kneeling so all he did was reach into his back pocket for the small box and open it to show you the beautiful vintage ring. You hadn’t realized how long you had been holding your breath but Naomi’s little burp brought you back to life. The roar in your ears was so loud, and you stood up to put her in her crib, sitting her up and surrounding her with toys. You turned to face Chris, who was still kneeling and now with a slightly surprised expression on his face, and you knelt in front of him. You grab his cheeks and stare into his blue eyes, slightly shaking, trying to regain your breath.
“Ask.”
“What?”
“You have to ask, you didn’t ask.”
“Oh shit yeah. My love, will you marry me?” A shaking laugh escapes the both of you, as do the tears.
“Yes. Yes! A million times yes!” You both smiled. Then cried. And laughed. He fumbled putting the ring on your finger. You held each other’s hand, just smiling at each other. You kissed him, trying to tell him how much you love him without words. You kept laughing into each others lips.
“Uncle Chris? Are you done now? I want ice cream.” You turned to look at Caleb who was giving Chris his best pleading eyes, which only fueled your laughter.
“Oh gosh Caleb really? Fine! Fine, you know what? Thank you, for waiting that long, that was perfect,” he gave him a thumbs up, “now go back to the kitchen, we’ll be right there big guy.” The young boy walked right back out, running towards the kitchen.
“Wait, Y/N, you wanted to say something too.”
“Yes but it can wait, I really want ice cream too.” you explained while you tried to stand, but Chris pulled you back down.
“No, babe, tell me.” he whined, pulling a chuckle from you. You held his face, smiling like a love-struck fool, and took a deep inhale. Looking around the room, you kept shaking your head.
“Well, if it makes you feel better, I definitely should have written mine down too. It was going to go something like ‘I love you’, ‘I want to spend the rest of my life with you’, ‘Marriage isn’t something I absolutely need’,” the last statement pulled a look of confusion onto Chris’ face, “Chris, baby. I really want you to know that I was in no hurry to get married, and I know it sounds bad because you just proposed. But I know how it could look. To everyone else, I mean. Because I am pregnant.”
He froze. His eyes bulged out of his head, and he stopped breathing. You just kept smiling, holding his cheeks and giving them a small squeeze to help him come to. It didn’t work, you could see his eyes had sort of glossed over, and he was still frozen.
“But then you went and proposed which completely upstag-” he cut you off with a kiss, pressing his body into yours, wrapping you with his arms, and knocking you off balance. You both fell back, intertwined in each other. You kissed him and he kissed you while you clung to each other, passionately and obviously in love. He finally stopped, and wiped your tears, and laughed. He gave you one quick kiss, before helping you up. You both couldn’t stop giggling, or holding your stomach, or glancing at the ring.
“I love you Chris.”
“I love you Y/N” He kept giving you quick kisses and small stomach rubs followed by more kisses, it was like you were caught in a loop that neither of you wanted to escape. But a loud crash from the kitchen brought you both back to reality. Quick little steps echoed through the hall into the nursery where you and Chris stood.
“It was an accident I promise! I was trying to get the sprinkles down, but I’m ok! Dodger just has a lot of sprinkles on him now.” a small giggle escaped the little boy while he explained how he dropped the container of sprinkles in the kitchen, before the room erupted in laughter.
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41 days later.....
Ahaha. My bad. I’m gonna start with that lmaooo so I’m a perfectionist and I couldn’t get that fic how I wanted it so I gave up..... entirely. But then I got an inspiration for another fic and I finished it before teasing about (note to self: finish before posting about it) so it’s coming soon baby!!!!!!!!! And by soon I legit mean soon, probably tonight (PST) or tomorrow morning not nearly two months later WHOOOPS
Here’s a preview for REAL
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I Should Have Written This Down
A Chris Evans x Reader One-Shot
Word Count: 1.8k
Summary: Babysitting your niece and nephew turns into a moment of realization for the both of you.
Warnings: Fluff, crying but the good kind.
A/N: Hahahe she says she’ll post soon and doesn't post for over a month ok I GET it! im terrible at this so far! I didn't even finish the fic I was gonna post last year but here we are. This idea came to me while I was at work and I wrote most of it at work but it was bad, so here it is. Have fun! Let me know what you think. Try not to send me anon hate but I won't blame you if you do.
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an apology and a preview
I’m sorry it’s taking so long for me post my first fic! I’m trying to finish it I promise, it’s just been really difficult to get from A to Z just the way I want it. It’s the perfectionist’s curse, but I will have it out soon I promise!
Here’s a quick preview!
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There’s Magic in Our Bones
A Chris Evans!College AU x Reader One-Shot
Summary: You fell out of touch with your childhood best friend Chris soon after graduating high school. You never thought you would see him again, with moving across the country for college and the responsibilities that come with adulthood. But you just transferred schools to finish your degree and who do you run into but that blue-eyed man who just might change your life. If you let him.
Warnings: Fluff? I think?
A/N: Hello! This is technically my first fic I’ve posted, not the first one I've ever written but that one does not count on account that it was terrible. The inspiration came from one of my favorite songs “Body” by Sleeping at Last, I recommend listening to this before/during this fic. Here is a part of the song where the inspo came from.
No, I don't have a script for this
But I know the right words exist
Somewhere
And I just need more time
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Thank to those who have followed and who have shown interest!
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thank you both!!! im crying at all this support woah! i’ll be posting soon, im putting the finishing touches on my first fic.
Hello!!
My name is Evelyn, I am 19 years old, and a shitty writter who’s going to be attempting some fiction writing on some of my favorite characters. So far I’m thinking the list would include some MCU characters, Broadway musical/characters, and some actors. I’m going to start with mainly fluff and angst, and hopefully progress to some more intense stuff. We’ll see, or maybe it’ll just be me shouting stuff into an empty auditorium. I hope it won’t be though lolllllll follow along it’ll be fun
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Hey welcome and good luck!!
Hey!
Wow! thank you! I’ll try my best :)
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