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lives-in-midgard · 19 hours

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@buckys-wintersoldier that's us 🤭

Literally 😌

#sebastian stan #chris evans #buckys-wintersoldier

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lives-in-midgard · 19 hours

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I got Andy 😍

Screenshot and see who is your fictional boyfriend !

Reblog who you got on your first try ! o(^▽^)o NO CHEATING !

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#citronsfanart #andy barber #chris evans

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lives-in-midgard · 21 hours

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#Buck is really fighting for every kid he will ever see because it's everything he wanted as a kid but didn't get from his parents

#😭😭😭#evan buckley #911

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Dating Eddie Diaz would include:

Pairing: Eddie Diaz x reader

A/N: Hey everyone! This is my first Eddie Diaz headcanon, I hope you like it! I already made two Buck fanfics and will make a Masterlist soon!

Divider made my @firefly-graphics

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If you worked at the 118, you would both have the same shift, that’s also how you met.

You and Eddie immediately bonded when you worked together during calls, at training or when you spent some time together after work.

After being friends for a while, Eddie asked you out on a date.

When you started dating, you went on a few more dates.

To a restaurant, to the beach or just a chill day at your apartment.

Eddie suggested taking the relationship slowly and not rushing anything.

If you don’t work as a firefighter or a paramedic, he tries to spend as much time with you as possible.

If he has time, he will text you while he’s working.

After work he sometimes drives to your apartment to surprise you.

Eddie is very protective of you and always wants to make sure you are okay.

You can’t hide any injury from him, no matter how small it is.

Eddie calls you pet names like mi amor, mi vida or babe.

He loves to show his affection through cuddling, hugging and constant handholding.

When you found out that he is not the best cook, you started teaching him some recipes.

Eddie really enjoys cooking with you.

After you’ve been dating for a while, Eddie introduces you to Christopher.

After meeting Christopher for the first time, you and Eddie spend more time with him.

Chris and you get along very well, and he enjoys having you around, which makes Eddie very happy.

Now you spend more time at Eddie’s home.

One day Eddie thought it would be a good idea if you finally met his friends.

The whole 118 welcomed you with open arms and were very kind to you.

You’re good friends with the others, especially with Buck.

After a while, Eddie told you what happened in the army, and you were there for him when he went to therapy.

You comfort Eddie when he has a nightmare.

When you met his family, it didn’t go as planned, but his sisters were very nice to you and the day went well.

Eddie is very happy with you and you are with him.

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lives-in-midgard · 2 days

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"You don't get to tell me about sad"

#wanda maximoff #ttpd #the tortured poets department #whos afraid of little old me

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lives-in-midgard · 3 days

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looks like someone is purring while sleeping

#bucky barnes #bucky and alpine #alpine the cat #marvel fanart

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lives-in-midgard · 3 days

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Me too💗

I'm glad you liked it!

Taking Care Of You

Pairing: Chris Evans x reader

Summary: When Chris finds out that you're sick he wants to be there for you.

Word Count: 1165

Request: I saw requests are open can I ask for a fluff one with Evans and reader is sick and he's there to care for her? It can be hubby/wife and bf/gf or even best friends up to you. Thank you!! [See request here]

A/N: Thank you for sending me this request! I hope you like it! The picture above inspired the parts were they were facetiming.

Divider made by @saradika-graphics

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It’s already been two months since your boyfriend Chris Evans left to film his new movie. You missed each other a lot but face timing and texting made it more bearable. Chris tried to call you as often as possible and when he didn’t have time, he sent you a text message. Because he was away filming Chris and you decided that it would be the best if Dodger stayed at your place and when you were at work his brother would look after him.

After picking up Dodger after work, you weren’t feeling well, so you decided to take Dodger for a walk. You thought that it would help when you suddenly sneezed. When you got home you suddenly felt cold and decided to go to bed and watch a movie while cuddling with Dodger. After a while your phone rang and when you looked at it, you started to smile because it was Chris.

“Hey, honey.” He said with a smile.

“Hey, babe.”

“You’re already in bed?” Chris asked a little worried.

“Oh yeah, I wanted to lie down for a while…work was really exhausting today.” You said because you didn’t want to worry him.

“Oh, honey, I’m sorry you’ve had such a hard day.” Chris said softly.

“How was your day so far?” You asked and suddenly had to sneeze.

“Bless you, my love.” Chris said and made you blush.

“Well, my day was pretty good. Filming is going great so far.”

“That’s amazing Chris.” You said and sneezed twice and then started to shiver.

“Are you sure you’re okay, sweetheart?”

“It’s probably just a little cold.” You said, trying to smile.

“But please promise to let me know if it gets worse.” Chris told you in a worried tone and you nodded.

“Okay, I promise.” You talked for a while about everything that came to your mind and Chris also told you a lot about his day and his new co-stars.

“I miss you so much and can’t wait to be home with you again.” Chris said after a while.

“I miss you too, babe.” You said and you both said I love you, before saying goodbye because Chris had to go.

When you woke up the next morning, you felt so much sicker than the day before. Now you weren’t only sneezing, but you also started to cough and felt slightly dizzy. You decided that it would be the best if you stayed home and called in sick at work. After calling at work, you called Scott to ask if he could pick up Dodger because you were sick.

Most of the time you stayed in bed all day and only got out of bed to get something to eat. When you were lying in bed again with at least two blankets, you suddenly heard your phone ringing. You started to smile, but it quickly faded because you knew how worried Chris can be sometimes, especially when he is away. But you didn’t want to ignore his call, so you picked up and tried to smile.

“Hey, sweetheart.” You greeted each other and Chris knew immediately that you weren’t feeling well. There was no chance of denial, so you told him how you really felt.

“Oh no, I wish I could be home and take care of you.” Chris mumbled with a sad expression in his eyes.

“Should I come home?” Chris then suddenly asked.

“No, Chris it’s okay… really.” Then you told him that Dodger is staying at his brother’s home because you didn’t feel the energy of going for a walk with him and thought it would be the best. Chris understood that and hoped that you feel better soon. You only talked for a few more minutes because you felt so tired. Chris understood that, but he was also so sad that he couldn’t be there for you. You didn’t sleep very well that night, you woke up a few times because you were either too cold or too warm. You felt a little better in the afternoon than in the morning. Later when Chris called you, he sadly couldn’t facetime, so you could only talk without seeing each other. You talked for a while when you suddenly heard a knock on the front door.

“Wait, someone is at the door, I’ll call you back babe.” You said, wondering who was at the door. You walked to your apartment door, a bit slowly because you were dizzy. When you opened the door, you couldn’t believe who was standing there.

“Chris, what are you doing here?”

“I came here to take care of my girl. I couldn’t stay away from you any longer, especially when I knew that you’re sick.” Chris said as he walked closer to you.

“Oh, Chris thank you.” You said and started to shake.

“Come on honey, let’s get you to bed.” When he noticed that you were getting dizzy, Chris put his hand on your back and guided you to your room. You laid back down in your bed and Chris gently kissed your forehead.

“I’ll go and make you some tea.”

When Chris came back a few minutes later, he placed the cup of tea on your bedside table. You took a few sips and Chris held your back.

“Now let’s cuddle.” Chris said with a smile.

“Are you sure, I don’t want you to get sick.” You asked as Chris already made himself comfortable next to you.

“I’m sure, sweetheart.” You smiled and Chris then wrapped his arms around you. You slept for a while until you felt Chris touching your forehead.

“Sorry that I woke you up honey, but you have a fever.” He said in a soothing voice.

“Oh” You mumbled tiredly, and Chris tucked a hear behind your ear with a worried look on his face.

“Do you have any medicine here?” He asked and you nodded and told him where to find it.

“I’ll get it quick.” Chris said and gave you a smile. After a few minutes he was back with the medicine in his hand.

“Can you sit up for me, sweetheart? Just for a second, so you can take your medicine.” Chris asked and you nodded. Then he helped you to sit up, so your back was leaning against the headboard of the bed. Chris helped you take your medication and then you laid back down.

“Thank you for coming home to me.” You said after you cuddled again.

“I would come home anytime for you.” Chris held you tight and rubbed your back softly.

For the next few days, he took care of you as best as he could. Chris made sure you took your medicine, made you a bath, cooked for you and was there to give you cuddles. A few days later you felt so much better, but Chris still didn’t want to leave you, so he stayed another week to spend some time with his girl.

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lives-in-midgard · 3 days

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CAUSE IM A REAL TOUGH KID I CAN HANDLE MY SHIT THEY SAID BABE YOU GOTTA FAKE IT TILL YOU MAKE IT AND I DID

#lights camera bitch smile #even when you wanna die #He said he'd love me all his lifeBut that life was too short #Breaking down #I hit the floorAll the pieces of me shattered as the crowd was chanting #“More”#I was grinning like I'm winning #I was hitting my marks #Cause I can do it with a broken heart #taylor swift #I can do it with a broken heart #ttpd #the tortured poets department

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lives-in-midgard · 4 days

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Aww this is so sweet!

I love how you described how the others saw the reader and her wings.

Reader flying together with Sam 😍

And of course I also really love when readers wings changed colors and Bucky confessed his love for reader! 💗

And how reader was there for Bucky!

His Angel | Bucky Barnes

Co-Written with @imtryingbuck

𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑𝐈𝐍𝐆 -> Avenger!Bucky Barnes x Angel!Female!Reader

𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 -> Experiment for Hydra but his Angel for Bucky.

𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 -> (T) mention of violence and guns, panic attack, fluff

𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓 -> 883

𝐑𝐄𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓 -> ignore if recs are closed :3 maybe angel!reader helping bucky thru a panic attack? like he thinks when he dies hes gonna suffer in hell for the stuff the winter soldier did and we calm him down and help him? u can add smut if u want but u dont have to !! @dethspllz

𝐀/𝐍 -> Thank you for the request. Since @bucks-babe got the same request it’s linked here “My guardian, my angel, my love” which is such a wonderful oneshot and highly recommend!

𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐁𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐘 𝐁𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐄𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓

An Angel.

An Angel they called you, it wasn’t necessary for the wings that were attached to your back but because you had the ability to calm everything including the deadliest of storms just by your presence. You were the sweetest and most softest person they had ever met.

For three years you had been a member of the team after they had found you trapped in a high ceiling cell. You heard the gun fire and grew scared, extending your wings you flew up in hopes the vibranium chain would finally break apart and you would be able to grab ahold of the metal bars on the ceiling. For several years you had been trapped, used and abused by the members of Hydra they had put you in a cell with a hole in the ceiling, tormenting you with your freedom right there, just out of reach. The more you flapped your wings sheer desperation and fear the floor began being covered in white soft feathers.

By the time they found you, you was backed in the corner with your knees pulled up to your chest and your nearly bare wings around your shaking frame. They were shocked by the amount of feathers littering the floor. The way your voice shook when you begged them not to hurt you had their hearts aching.

From the moment they freed you from the chains you became apart of their family.

Natasha noticed you no longer hid your wings from anyone - had been to scared to show them to anyone that wasn’t your family - they were always out and you were now free from the pain in your back from keeping them in all the time.

Sam noticed how much your smile would take up your whole entire face when he asked you if you wanted to fly with him. Both of you taking off into the air, your eyes bright, your laughter filling the sky as you both flew around.

Steve noticed how your wings would get fluffier in the winter and in the summer there would be trail of feathers wherever you went.

Wanda noticed the way your wings would flutter whenever a certain brunette super soldier was around. She had asked you if you had feelings for Bucky, quickly dropping the subject when she saw the tears in your eyes and when your wings folded themselves inwards.

But it was Bucky that noticed the change in colour of your wings. “Doll…”

“Yes?”

“You’re… they… wow” you frowned at him, looking at them feeling completely confused about his reaction. It wasn’t the first time he had seen them so you had no idea why he was reacting the way he was.

“Wh-what’s wrong with them?”

“They’re turning gold…”

You turned around, and your mouth dropped open when you saw the slight gold glittering on your wings. It looked gorgeous, the way the feathers were glistening in the light of the sun. Bucky looked just as impressed as you did. He took a step closer, reaching out his hand to slide his fingers with a soft, smooth movement over the feathers of your wings.

“It looks pretty; I mean, you never looked pretty,” Bucky stuttered and smirked softly.

Your wings never changed color, but with every movement of Bucky’s fingers over the feathers and his other hand, which was touching your arm slightly, they changed even more into the gold glitter.

“T—Thank you. It never changed the colors before,” you said, turning to face Bucky.

He smirked at you, feeling goosebumps underneath his fingers. Bucky caressed your skin softly, admiring the gold in your wings.

“Doll, I—I love you,” he mumbled, looking into your eyes. “Sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

You lifted your arms, wrapping them around his neck to pull him closer. Your lips were only inches away from yours, and you could feel his breath on them, smiling softly.

“I love you too, Bucky.”

He smiled, then his expression turned serious again, and his body started to tremble. Bucky let himself fall down on the bed behind him, his hands running through his soft brown hair when he looked at you. You were walking closer, kneeling in front of him, your arms resting on his thighs while your hands grasped his hands and you stroked his soft skin slightly.

“What’s wrong?”

“You’re so beautiful, and you love me. B—But you shouldn’t. I don’t deserve your love,” he said, tears building in his eyes and falling down his cheeks.

“Buck, don’t say that. You deserve so much love. The winter soldier did things that weren’t the greatest, but you— you're Bucky, a wonderful man who is sometimes a bit confused,” you said, giggling softly.

Bucky’s heart warmed when you said that and when your sweet laugh echoed through the room. He breathed deeply, closing his eyes for a moment, when he suddenly felt your soft wings around him. With a soft grin on his lips, he opened his eyes, looking directly into yours, and leaned closer to kiss you gently.

There he was — home with you. Your closeness, your touches, and your skin always feel like home, and when you laugh or talk, he is sure there is nothing that could sound better than that. You’re his pretty doll.

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓: @kandis-mom @sergeantbarnessdoll @identity2212 @km-ffluv @lunaalovesyouu @blackhawkfanatic @armystay89 @suz7days @etherealdisneyvillainness @pono-pura-vida @randomawesomeperson102 @rogersbarber @sebastianstanisahotmf @bucky-barnes-lover @felicitylemon @cjand10 @bookishtheaterlover7 @lives-in-midgard @casa-boiardi @futurequeen2018-blog @flstrawberry @capsbestgirl77 @nervouseden @jiyascepter @princesscore-angel

#sara'sficrecs

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This is so adorable! 💗🥺

Now I want to cuddle with him😅

Cuddles | Andy Barber

Pairing -> Husband!Andy Barber x Wife!Reader

Summary -> When Andy comes home after an exhausting day he only wants to cuddle.

Wordcount -> 574

Warnings -> (G) none, just fluff

Request -> the fluffy prompts for 1k special number 1 with Andy or Stevie? 🥺 plss take your time ofc🥰

A/N -> Thank you for the request, hope you enjoy.

Masterlist | Andy Barber Masterlist

Andy loves to be cuddled up with you in bed, feeling your weight on top of him, and just letting all the stress from the day flow away. Just feeling your warm body against his, listening to your soft voice, or just laying there in silence and enjoying the closeness to one another.

When the door opens and almost slams against the wall, you hiss, knowing that your husband had an exhausting and annoying day at work. So you get up from the couch, listening to his constant hums while he takes off his shoes and his jacket.

“Honey, are you home?” His exhausted voice echoes through the house. With a soft smile on your lips, you make your way to the floor, leaning against the doorframe while you look at Andy.

“You oke? Exhausting day? I made some food, if you want,” you say, reaching your hand out for him to grab, but he just walks closer and pushes your hand down.

Before you can ask what’s wrong, he has his muscular arms already wrapped around your waist, lifting you up and causing you to giggle slightly. His beard is scratching your sensitive skin. His hands holding you pressed against him while he walks with you into the living room before he lets himself fall down on the couch.

You’re sitting on his lap, your head resting against his shoulder and your legs on both sides of his waist, while you slide your fingers through his soft, brown hair, causing him to lean into your touch and sight softly.

You kiss Andy’s neck, your lips trailing in slow movements over the soft skin, leaving some marks every now and then when you decide to bite or suck on his skin. Low groans are leaving your husband's lips whenever your teeth graze over his neck. But he is still tiling his head to the side, giving you more space to kiss his neck.

Andy sits for a while with you on his lap like that. But he wants to feel you on top of him, not just in his lap. He wants to feel your weight in his muscular body and your warmth surrounding him, and Andy wants to feel your heartbeat against his chest.

So he grasps you by your thighs, turning slightly and letting himself fall backwards until he lays on the couch. You chuckle, letting yourself fall on top of him, and then you rest your chin on his chest, smirking when he tries to move you higher so your head rests on his shoulder.

Andy’s hands are pressing tight against his, and he hums, satisfied. He draws small circles on your back, his face resting in the crock of your neck. His lips are scratching over your neck, and you giggle softly.

“Don’t you want to eat something? We can cuddle later,” you say, sliding your fingers through his soft hair.

“I don’t mind cuddling all day with you; I don’t need food,” he mumbles, pulling you even closer before he sighs softly. His fingers slide to your sides, and he pokes them into your soft skin, causing you to giggle and squirm. “I love you.”

Andy chuckles when you still squirm on top of him. His hands hold you by your waist. “I love you too,” you mumble, biting into his shoulder until he stops tickling you and wraps his arms even tighter around you, chuckling into your neck.

Taglist: @kandis-mom @sergeantbarnessdoll @identity2212 @km-ffluv @lunaalovesyouu @blackhawkfanatic @armystay89 @suz7days @etherealdisneyvillainness @pono-pura-vida @bookishtheaterlover7 @rogersbarber @sebastianstanisahotmf @cevansbaby-dove @capsbestgirl77 @princesscore-angel

#sara'sficrecs #andy barber #andy barber x reader

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Falling in love with horse ranch owner Bucky.

Moodboard Masterlist | Main Masterlist

#bucky barnes #james bucky barnes #bucky barnes x reader #bucky barnes x you #bucky barnes x y/n #bucky barnes imagine #bucky #bucky x reader #marvel #marvel x reader #marvel x you #marvel imagine #marvel au #bucky barnes au #marvel moodboard #bucky barnes moodboard #moodboard #sebastian stan

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"Like a tattooed Golden Retriever"

#evan buckley #evan buck buckley #evan buckley x reader #evan buckley x you #buck #911 #911 on abc #911 abc #911 on fox #oliver stark #taylor swift #ttpd #the tortured poets department #taylorswift #swifties

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''Doesn't know what it's like to receive love''

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Thank you🥰

Y/N: Can you do the thing?

Bucky [grumpy]: What thing?

Y/N: You know, the thing that makes me so happy.

Bucky: Oh. [starts to smile]

Y/N: Thank you honey.

Bucky: You're welcome doll. [pulls y/n into a hug]

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lives-in-midgard · 5 days

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"Who's afraid of little old me?"

"You should be"

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lives-in-midgard · 5 days

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Aww this is so cute and exactly what I needed to read right now! 🥰🥺

Mother Nature-Week | Chris Evans

Pairing -> Actor!Boyfriend!Chris Evans x Girlfriend!Reader

Summary -> You have your period while Chris is at work but when he finds out he makes sure to come home to bring you foot and comfort you.

Warnings -> (T) period cramps, one time talking about throwing up, a lot of fluff

Wordcount -> 1.5k

Request -> HAPPY NEW YEAR!! 🥳 Loved the new Andy image! 🥰 I’m in love with your writing, do you by chance have any fic with Chris or his character about where the reader starts her period and has bad cramps or something 👉🏼👈🏼 Mother Nature sent me a gift last night for new years and I’m dying need some Chris or Andy comfort or anyone lol !! Not even sure if you take requests but just wondering 💭 Have a good day 🌈✨😂

A/N -> Thank you and happy new year for you too. First of all thank you so much for those kind words, they really mean a lot to me. And I’m glad you love my work. I hope you’re oke and I hope the oneshot helps you a bit. Second, I take requests, yes so here we are. Sorry for mistakes, misunderstanding phrases, it’s so late but I wanted to finish this one before I sleep. So enjoy it ans thanks for your request.💕

Masterlist | Chris Evans Masterlist

You’re lying in bed, your hands around your stomach, trying to comfort yourself while worse cramps make your day shitty. It’s the second January of the new year, and Mother Nature thought you really needed your period again; otherwise, the start of the new year wouldn't be as great as yet, right?

Your arms wrapped around your body don't really help; they don't warm you, and they don’t stop those cramps. Sometimes you’re not sure if your body hates you or if you just need Chris with you, and your body shows you because when he isn’t there, your cramps are worse. Or his talented hands are just good when they hold your belly warm and his fingers draw small circles on your skin.

Chris is at work filming his new movie, and you’re at home with bad cramps. That’s definitely not the way you wanted to spend the day. You have nothing against being in bed for half of the day and cuddling with your boyfriend, but being in bed with cramps and your period but without your boyfriend? You can definitely imagine better plans for the day.

Something like a cold shiver along your spine while your whole body feels like you’re sweating lets you groan. You don’t care about sweating anymore; taking a shower isn’t included in the plan for today when Chris isn’t at home. Everything feels like it’s spinning, and if you try to stand for a while, you will probably fall down because your legs feel like jelly.

You don’t really have time to think about it all because your cramps are way too hurtful to focus on something else. The worst about the cramps and your period? You got them today, which means you will have them for another four to six days. So you can already plan the next few days in bed with a lot of cramps in your stomach and even more food you want to eat.

You have your blanket wrapped around you. Just your nose and your eyes looking out of it, and you feel like a burrito. Something you wouldn’t say no to yet when someone offered you a burrito. Before you can think about more food, you feel your phone buzzing. Somewhere underneath you. But you’re not really sure where it is, and you actually don’t really want to move right now.

With your one hand, you try to find your phone; maybe it's Chris who calls you, and you don’t want to ignore him. He could bring you some food, so you should definitely not ignore him. It doesn’t take long - maybe four or five times, rolling from one side to the other, touching every inch you can reach - before you roll back and try to find your phone on the other side.

You don’t know how it came to that place, but you found it under your left thigh. The blanket was between them, and you needed a moment to figure out how to reach it without unwrapping yourself. But you managed it, and you can finally pick up the call. It’s Chris, like you thought, and with a small smile, you roll to the side to place your phone so you don’t have to hold it in your hand the whole time.

“Hey, princess,” he says, smiling into the camera. “Still in bed, huh?” Chris jokes, and you nod.

When you just nodded, he immediately knew something was wrong, and his expression changed from a happy one to a worried one. You want to tell him that nothing is wrong, but it wouldn’t be true, and you also don’t want him to worry about you. Your period is something you have every month, but he is always worried when you have it because you don't feel well. And Chris hates to see you when you’re not as euphoric and happy as usual, especially when he isn’t there to comfort you and bring you as much food as you want.

“What’s wrong, babe?” he asks, and you mumble something, but he doesn’t really understand it.

“Cramps,” you repeat.

“Mother nature?” Chris asks, and you nod.

He always calls it that because when he said it the first time, you felt way more comfortable. And especially when he is at work and everyone can listen, it feels more like a secret sentence the two of you use, and not everyone immediately knows what’s wrong. You’re not ashamed of having it, but you feel way more comfortable, and Chris does everything to make sure you feel good and loved.

“I will be back in thirty minutes; what do you need?” he asks, and you chuckle but shake your head.

“You need to work; I’ll be fine,” you tell him, but you know he is too stubborn, so he will be home in thirty minutes, and he doesn’t care if you say yes or no.

Of course you want to have him at home and cuddle with you, but you also know he has to do his job. He always told you he was just a call away, and right now you don’t want to discuss it with him; you want him with you, holding you close against him.

And when the next cramp in your stomach is worse than the others and you hiss softly, he is sure he won’t let you be alone at home. He will be there in thirty minutes with your food, and then he will comfort you until you feel better.

“Chocolate, burrito, sandwich with cheese and one with chicken, and a cucumber, please." You tell him the things you would like to eat, and he laughs softly, but before he hangs up, he stops.

“Ice cream and cookies, right?”

“Yes, those things too, please,” you say, and then he hangs up to finally come home.

It doesn’t take thirty minutes until Chris is home. He immediately comes into your shared bedroom and finds you still wrapped in your blanket.

“I’m home,” he says, sitting down on the edge of the bed.

He lets his fingers slide through your hair before he leans down and kisses the top of your head softly. You’re watching a movie where he plays the main character, and when he hears his own voice, he looks at the television and laughs.

“It’s still weird to hear my own voice on the television. I bought you something, princess,” Chris says, sitting up to reach for a little bag, which he places between your legs.

You sit up and lean your back against the headboard. Then you try to reach the bag, but your boyfriend is faster and pulls it closer to him.

“Wait, you get what I have, but let me give it to you,” he says, laughing, and you groan.

Chris looks into the bag before he gives you the chocolate, the sandwiches, and the cucumber. You take it all and place it in your lap. While he was giving you the things, you opened the chocolate, and half of it was already in your belly when he looked at you in amusement.

“Oke, you didn't tell me what kind of burrito you like, so I have two,” he tells you, and his smile gets bigger.

When he lifts something else out of the bag, you chuckle. Chris holds a little stuffie, which looks like a burrito, in his hand. He hands it to you before he looks for the other burritos to give them to you as well.

“Thank you so much,” you say, cuddling with the stuffie while Chris places the bag on the side and walks around the bed to let himself fall down next to you.

“Always for you, my love,” he says, kissing your cheek softly while grabbing a burrito for himself.

The two of you eat and talk a bit about his day on set. Your cramps aren’t really better, and Chris notices it because he slides his hand under the blanket and grips your waist to help you lay down. Then his one hand glides over your stomach, and he draws small circles on it.

“When I need to throw up, it’s your fault. I just ate a few minutes ago,” you mumble, but he shrugs and moves a bit closer.

He places his arm around your shoulders while the other scratches and warms your stomach. You feel your body relaxing, and within ten minutes the cramps are getting better, and you feel yourself slowly falling asleep in the arms of the man you love the most.

Chris looks at you, making sure to see every changing expression on your face. But when you almost fall asleep in his arms, he smiles at you, knowing he found the best way to get rid of your cramps and make your period less bad. He kisses your hair softly, then your cheek, and then he looks for his blanket to wrap around the two of you.

Your boyfriend will make it clear to his colleagues that he can’t come to work when you’re not feeling well. He wants to make sure to be there and cuddle in bed with you all day until your periods are better and you’re feeling much better.

“I love you, princess,” he mumbles and chuckles when you mumble a sleepy ‘I love you too' while you hold the burrito with one of your hands and his thigh with your other while you smile softly.

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