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Hey, NHS? Could you STOP MURDERING CHILDREN, YOU FUCKING GHOULS?!
#Indi Gregory#Charlie Gard#Archie Battersbee#Alfie Evans#Alta Fixsler#AM I MISSING ANY?#United Kingdom#NHS#I swear if I ever go to the UK and get sick I'll swim across the Atlantic before I step foot in their hospitals.#It's apparently safer.
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This is horrifying...
Like, I had no idea that this is what free Healthcare would allow the government to do!
God bless Indi Gregory, Archie Battersbee, & Alfie Evans.
#protect our kids#protect our children#Youtube#anti free healthcare#indi gregory#archie battersbee#alfie evans
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Let’s pray for baby Indi Gregory and Alfie Evan.
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Title: Forgive Me, I Am A Sinner {1}* {Two-Shot}
Title: Forgive Me I Am a Sinner {1}* {Two Shot}
Someone x Reader
Words: 2.9k
Warning: Play on the church confessional, Cursing, Adult themes, Mild crude language/discussion, Mild NSFW(Toward end), Mistaken Identity
Summary: You have some things to get off your chest and end up walking into a church.
Note: So, this might be mildly taboo for some, if it is for you, don’t read, I’ll understand. While I don’t think I took it too far in someone’s eyes it could be blasphemous. Again, don’t read if you feel it may offend you. Nothing lewd but be warned. Don’t come to me with your complaints. They will fall on deaf ears and be met with a quick delete. I don’t think it’s bad but 🤷🏽♀️
***NOT EDITED/Proofread***
-You-
“Forgive me lord for I have sinned. It's been...never since my last confession. I've never done this. Yep, I'm a virgin. Well with confessions otherwise I am soooo not a virgin. The things this body has done, these eyes have seen, these hands have touched, and this mouth has had in it...yikes. Not a virgin. Oh god, I probably shouldn't have said that in a church with a priest across from me. Shit. I probably shouldn't have cursed in the house of God either. Oh, fuck."
You facepalmed then sighed already fed up with yourself. You didn’t know what was wrong with you or why your mouth was still moving and allowing words to pass through. Yes, you were nervous and most of it were nervous ramblings you’d always done but now was not the time to be censor free.
"I'm going to hell, aren't I?”
Silence. There weren’t even breathing sounds. Either there was no one there or the guy across from her was weighing his options speaking to an actual heathen. You leaned a litter closer to the wooden screen peppered with small holes that was separating the two booths.
"Uh...priest guy? Padre? Father? Oh, great even God's messenger sees the heathen in me and has run for the hills to tell the lord this sheep has steered far from the flock. Definitely going to hell."
You hung your head in disappointment.
"For all the scripture that has been written about the heavenly trio, the father, the son, and the holy spirit, I doubt they would be so quick as to damn one of their flock."
You could hear the humor in his voice, and it made you pause. Were priests supposed to have a sense of humor? It did sound like a biblical joke so maybe that wasn’t weird.
"I think you are being too harsh on yourself," the voice on the other side followed up.
"You do?"
"Yes. Also, heathen in quite harsh."
You giggled nervously. However, those nerves were dwindling with every joke he cracked. There was something soothing about his husky voice that sounded like he was half asleep and just awakened from a quick nap. "That is what I feel like whenever I muster up the courage to speak to him about this."
"Start from the beginning."
"Are you sure it's okay for me to be telling you all this in a church nonetheless?"
Silence. Was he actually thinking if it was okay? You circled your thumbs and waited for him to speak but when he didn’t you leaned closer again.
"Hello?"
“You came here because you needed help. You came here looking for answers and acceptance. You will find all 3 here. So, let's begin again. Trust me I've heard it all."
You sighed relieved by his welcoming words. You then nodded and mustered even more courage. "Okay. Forgive me lord for I have sinned I've never confessed before.
"What is your sin?"
"Lust."
The silence stretched for so long then the person on the other side of the screen cleared their throat.
"Lust. Go on. How are you lustful?"
His voice was even deeper than before.
"I like sex--like I really, really like sex. I know the bible leans more on sex for procreation and marital health, but I am not married, and I have no plans for children. So, for me, sex is something that feels good, better than good, amazing especially if it is done right and the person I am with understands a woman's body and needs."
The silence returned but only for a few moments. "Ehm, I'm listening."
"Lately I've been feeling unfulfilled."
"Sexually?"
"Yes, mainly. I have a great career, amazing friends, wonderful family, and a life I love but when it comes to sex it's just not cutting it. The guy I've been seeing..."
"Boyfriend?"
He sounded disappointed and that made you pause. Why would he sound disappointed? You explained it away deciding that he was disappointed in it not being a husband or fiancé.
"You mentioned you were not married just trying to get a better understanding," he clarified.
"Oh. Not really. We see each other whenever we have an--itch."
"For sex. Understood."
"You sound very chill about this father."
"I am simply here to listen and never to judge--my child. This is the house of the lord, and all are welcome to be who they are and lay down their burdens. That is the lord I represent."
He sounded like the cool youth pastor that was written about in some YA novels. The one who would create raps for G.O.D. You stifled a laugh at the thought.
"Wow, that's really cool. Anyway, he's very...vanilla. Whenever we meet--. Wait should I explain what vanilla is? Um...well."
"No need," he quickly interrupted.
"Really?"
"Uh...I am what I am now, but I was not born a priest."
His unexpected answer had you snort loudly before a laugh escaped you. "Well go on then fuck it up, father. Damn no, I didn't mean that."
He heartily chuckled. "It's alright. Go on"
"He's vanilla and never really knows what I need and rarely ever do I cum. I mean reach completion."
"Then why are you wasting your time with someone like that?"
"Uh...well...ummm...I am very picky with who I spend my time with. When I said that I like sex, it didn't mean I was some chick who sleeps around with anybody with the right body part."
"Of course not. I didn't mean to imply that. I'm sorry."
"No, it's cool."
"For the record, I didn't think that of you anyway."
"Okay. Thanks. It's just most guys are insensitive assholes who think if a woman likes sex and pleasure then they must be easy and DTF anyone."
"Guys like that are the ones who should be offed and sent straight to hell."
"Preach it, father.”
It took some time for his words to make full impact, but after a few moments, they did. “Wait shouldn't you say they are also God's children and just need to be steered to the righteous path?"
"You sound well versed in the priesthood."
"Movies."
He laughed again and it sounded so welcoming that you laughed with him.
"Please continue. He doesn't satisfy you."
"No. I thought I could handle it and finish myself off or something but tonight I couldn't."
"Did you just have sex tonight?"
"Yes. I guess that's another sin you have to forgive me for."
"And you are unfulfilled."
"Yes. So unfulfilled. My bullet couldn't even take care of this, not even my rabbit, hell not even the usual porn I watch."
The silence across the way was deafening and you noticed. It was like you’d become hypersensitive to quietness since sitting in this booth. Suddenly he groaned as if in pain.
"Are you okay father?"
He groaned again then took a few breaths. Through the tiny holes in the screen, you could only make out a head turned down, everything else was shadows. "Completely.”
It came out hoarse, strangled. “Ehm...continue.”
"Uh, so I facetimed him and decided to tell him what I need and even some things I would be into, and he laughed and had the most freaked out look on his face. He said it wasn't normal and I shouldn't tell anyone about it again. Like he made me feel crazy and so--dirty."
"Uh-huh. For better context. What are these preferences--my child?"
You twiddled your thumbs then uncrossed your ankles only to cross them again. "I don't know if I should say them now. You might say the same thing."
"No. I would never. Remember I said my place is not to judge and I am here to help?"
You took a deep breath and tried to calm those nerves that were beginning to creep up again. After another breath you began.
"I um...I told him I want to be tied up while he takes all control and completely ruins me. I told him I wanted to try doing it while others watched that him being so gentle is a turn-off and I wouldn't mind some teeth or nail marks on me. I can see myself being into BDSM and get turned on by dominance and submission. I want to be choked a little while he slams so hard into me that I see stars. I want to be weak in the knees unable to walk, sore throat can't talk, eyes full of tears, chin covered in slobber, delirious with pleasure until I squirt and then pass out to do it again. I want him to know my body and what it needs better than I do. I want dirty, nasty, rough, hot passionate sex I'll never forget."
The silence this time was so heavy so filled with the charge of excitement and arousal. You didn't know why you were slightly turned on finally getting it all out, especially to a priest in a church of all places. Hell, you didn't even know why you had come in here in the first place. The idea of confessional had always creeped you out for some reason. Telling a stranger your secret sin. It felt so vulnerable.
"Shit. Surely I should burst into flames for all that right? First in line on the locomotive to hell? I shouldn't have said all that."
"Are you ashamed of these desires? Do you wish to be rid of them?"
"He made me feel ashamed."
"Fuck him. Are you ashamed?"
"Father?"
"Answer me.”
His voice was serious, and authoritative now. “Look inside yourself and answer truthfully."
You did as he said and took some time and truly listened to yourself and everything that was going off inside you right now. Among everything, the uncertainty, the excitement, and the confusion nowhere inside of her did you feel ashamed. Not at all.
"No. I'm not ashamed."
"Do you wish to be rid of them?"
"No," you replied with a little more confidence.
"Good. You should be unapologetically you. You should not allow others to make you feel small or shameful for who you are, what you want, or what you deserve. You deserve all of that. You deserve to be sexually fulfilled and happy in all avenues of your life. We all only have one to live and restricting ourselves from true happiness is not doing service to someone, it does a disservice to ourselves."
You sat there thinking over his words and gained confidence from each of them. He sounded as if he spoke from experience.
"Is this your first day as a priest? I don't think you should tell parishioners to sin more to live a fulfilled life if you truly want to gain access to heaven."
He snorted. "It is my first day doing this, but I stand by my words."
You sat there noting your nerves had melted away and your confused state had turned to one of mellowness. You didn’t feel in a war with yourself anymore. Perhaps this was why others did this.
"Do you feel better?"
"Yes."
"Good, then my work is done."
"Wait shouldn't you give me instructions to repent like a Hail Mary or ten or something?"
"Will it ensure you do not sin again?"
Snorting, you replied, "Probably not."
"Then you are free to step out of here and live your life with one piece of advice."
"What's that?"
"Drop that pathetic loser you're seeing. You can do so much better little lamb."
The doors on the other side opened but you didn't register it until nearly a minute had passed. When you stepped out and looked in the opposite booth from sheer curiosity, it was empty with no priest inside.
"Little lamb? What kind of priest was that?"
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-Him-
4 hours later and he was still solid as a brick hard.
"Fuck!”
He palmed himself yet again then squeezed hoping to relieve some of the ache there but no luck and no relief. He shoved his hand under his head and stared up through the glass roof of his skylight at the night sky. It was clear without a cloud in sight allowing the stars to really shine.
"I want to be choked a little while he slams so hard into me that I see stars."
His cock throbbed so forcefully it could be seen through his now too tight pajama bottoms. Glancing down, he groaned exasperatedly.
"Come on. It’s not funny anymore."
He knew he shouldn’t have gone into that confessional. He knew he should have found somewhere else to wait for his manager as he spoke with the priest of the church he was donating a large amount of money to because of his connection to some of the kids he'd encountered the weekend before.
He'd gone at that time because he was sure it would be empty and there would be no stray photos of him leaked. Donating money was no fun when everyone knew you'd done it. He liked the incognito life. He just wanted somewhere that had zero chance of him bumping into someone. No way did he expect someone to drop into the other side of the confessional and no way did he expect that someone to have that kind of confession.
He closed his eyes as he recalled the little slivers of her face. Plum painted lips that looked full, a cute nose, skin that looked incredibly soft, and eyes that called to him. From the small perforations in the wood, he would classify you as a fucking goddess.
Once you began your confession he should have interrupted and set the record straight but there was something about your voice that held him in place, silencing him. He’d picked up the distress in it, the frustration and uncertainty. Then the more he listened he fell under some spell. When she mentioned her definite non virgin status, he was way past curious. Maybe that’s what possessed him to answer her when she asked if he was there.
"Curiosity," he muttered mulling over it.
He thought over your entire confession and within seconds his cock throbbed again. Without even realizing it his hand had drifted into his pajama bottoms and was now wrapped around his engorged length.
"Fuck!"
"I want to be tied up while he takes all control and completely ruins me. I wanted to try doing it while others watched, that him being so gentle is a turn-off and I wouldn't mind some teeth or nail marks on me. I can see myself being into BDSM and get turned on by dominance and submission. I want to be choked a little while he slams so hard into me that I see stars. I want to be weak in the knees unable to walk, sore throat can't talk, eyes full of tears, chin covered in slobber, delirious with pleasure until I squirt and then pass out to do it again. I want him to know my body and what it needs better than I do. I want dirty, nasty, rough, hot passionate sex I'll never forget."
"Uggh. Uggh. Uggh. Fuuuuuck."
His hand moved so fast he was sure it was going faster than the speed of light. It had to have been. His groans, moans and grunts filled the space as he raced toward a finish he imagined would go across her beautiful face or her breasts he couldn’t see but was convinced were equally as gorgeous as her aura. Within seconds, his back angled off the bed as if whatever had possessed him earlier was finally exiting his body and being pulled into the air.
"Holy fuck!”
The white spots that decorated his vision made it impossible to see anything and in that moment he didn’t care. He was only focused on the amazing feelings coursing through him. When he finally regained some motion and sense he glanced down and found stream after stream of his release decorating his chest, pelvis, and pajama bottoms.
"Ah shit. Come on! Haven't had to jerk myself off since I was twenty fucking years old, and one confessional tipped me over the edge? Unfuckinbelievable!”
Not in a rush to get up and filled with frustration, he looked back to his skylight at the glittering stars and thought of the side profile of her face. Within seconds, he felt himself harden again and it was then he knew his cock was not done. He was in for a long night.
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Post after post after post... heart like... no engagement.
PLEASE FOR THE LOVE OF ALL THINGS LITERARY WILL YOU PEOPLE WHO DO THIS REALISE WE NEED ENGAGEMENT FROM YOU!
That little comment telling us you loved it, that takes seconds to type? It means EVERYTHING TO US. That review you want to leave in more detail, but think you might be bothering us, or fangirling too hard? YOU’RE NOT. We sit there squealing with JOY to read all the parts you loved! That reblog? Do you know how thrilled we are to see you like something so much that you wanted it on your dash too??
It’s nourishment for us when you do this. We’re tired of having to remind people to engage. Our free to consume works are not free to create, unfortunately. Time and energy go into crafting a piece of writing for you. Your comments and reblogs are what replenishes us to continue doing it all over again.
I know I sound like a broken record, but the whole process of engagement is broken. Spare a few beautiful people who read my stuff, most of my best engagement is from my fellow author friends, because they understand the assignment!
It’s about time others understood it too.
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Opening my asks for requests for anything In the tags please, I’ve had some motivation to perhaps start getting back into writing! pls pls pls leave me some fun things to write, I’ll write anything that doesn’t include non consensual acts or anything I simply find morally wrong or too graphic and inappropriate
#peaky blinders#thomas shelby#Lizzie#alfie solomons#tommy shelby#tommy x alfie#tommy x lizzie#stranger things#steve x eddie#eddie munson#amercian horror story#evan peters characters#tate langdon#violet harmon#kyle spencer#Zoe AHS
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I've Been the Dart-Thrower, I've Been the Prey
Ship: Evan "Buck" Buckley/Eddie Diaz
Summary: It’s common knowledge that Buck is the worst dart player in the 118, until Eddie shows up. Or, well, until Eddie shows up and pretends to be worse than Buck because of how adorable he is when he finally wins.
Word Count: 1,792
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The thing was, Buck was really, really bad at darts.
He clearly loved doing it, judging by the fact that he made the 118 try it every time they went to a bar together after a case, but his aim was terrible, whether he was drunk enough to do karaoke to Taylor Swift or not.
Hen had warned him about Buck's improbably bad luck at darts before his very first outing with the whole team for drinks. Eddie hadn't really believed it, not until he'd actually watched it happen. According to Chim-- as Buck dejectedly pulled the darts from the far edges of the board-- he was even worse when he was stone cold sober.
By the time Buck got around to challenging Eddie to a game of darts, Eddie was already far too gone for this strong, caring man who seemed to enjoy hearing about Eddie's son just as much as Eddie enjoyed talking about him. And the thing was, Eddie had always been good at darts. You didn't get far in the army without being able to aim, and it was a party trick Eddie had used more than a few times to impress people at bars.
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#peaky blinders#episode 1#season 1#cillian murphy#tommy shelby#birmingham#Garrison Lane#small heath#Shelby family house#baby finn Shelby#alfie evans-meese
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hey guys!!!!! we’re anastasia (ana) and violet (vi). we’re 19 and we’re roommates in college and we’re binging peaky blinders. we’re on season 5 and we LOVE LOVE LOVE tommy, arthur, michael, alfie, and polly ❤️❤️. we also love one tree hill and star wars ⭐️. and don’t even get us started on the godfather 🤤. we’re gonna use this acc to just have fun and write some awesome fics. hope u enjoy!!
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love u guys 😘😘
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˗ˏˋ In a post apocalyptic world there sits a small city deep in the Dead Frontier called, the Steppes. ࿐ྂ
Where New Mexico used to be now sits the Dead Frontier. It’s practically a wasteland now, cities are few and far between and everything is covered in dust. In the deepest parts of these dead lands is the Steppes, a decayed city struggling to rebuild and start over after the war.
It’s home to the superhumans that are now majority on Earth as well as some humans that were generously spared. It’s far-removed and rough around the edges but it’s home, the residents of this city wouldn’t have it any other way.
⇢ ˗ˏˋ about steppes ࿐ྂ
Steppes is a semi-appless, OC friendly, skeleton city rpg. Members and characters 21+. Big on character and relationship development. Mature and triggering themes. Currently accepting and opening October 1st.
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sophie skeleton, henry golding, gemma chan, winona ryder, nat zang, evan mock, manny montana, alfie enoch, aja naomi king, aldis hodge, jeremy allen white, anya taylor joy, aslihan malbora, melisa asli pamuk, bill skarsgard, alexander skarsgard, sophia bush, josephine langford, jared padalecki, jensen ackles
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Strike Me Down- Part 2
This is the second part of my Evan Buckley imagine, I hope you will all enjoy, thank you so much for the amazing feedback on part one.
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911 Masterlist
Part 1
Summary: When a lightning strike puts Evan's life in danger, he has to fight to get back to his family. His wife and boys need him to get better.
Enjoy.
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"Come on Evan, please… please I don't know what to do here," (Y/n) reached down for Evan's hand and tangled their fingers together. Her other hand feathered lightly over his exposed bicep that was still tainted with burnt red streaks flaming up his bicep, across his shoulder and beneath his gown down his chest.
This was coming on day three of sitting here, unsure what to do with herself or how to move forward.
It was somehow a Godsend that Evan's parents were staying in town. Deep down, (Y/n) knew they would have come down if they had been back home and heard about Evan's accident. But them being here meant that they could watch the kids when (Y/n) was here and then be here with Evan when (Y/n) went home.
Her and Eddie were taking shifts being with the kids then staying at the hospital together and when they went home, Bobby or Maddie stayed with Evan. No one wanted him alone and with his state fluctuating, it was safer to keep at his side at all times.
Sitting and talking to Evan was all well and good but (Y/n) didn't know what to say and she didn't like waiting around, begging him to wake up. He had to wake up, they had to bring him out of the coma and get him breathing on his own. No one could continue like this.
"Alfie's getting scared and they won't let me bring Tommy in here so I can't stay with you as long as I'd like… Theo had a tantrum last night when we tried to take him home. Eddie had to carry him out, he wouldn't leave you. Please wake up baby."
Alfie didn't understand why everyone was panicking, why his grandparents were staying with them and why he was barely seeing his mum who was always panicked and in tears. He wanted his dad, he wanted to go and see him like he knew Theo had but he wasn't allowed. And Bobby needed (Y/n) and he was only a toddler, he would be no problem in the ICU and he wouldn't understand what was going on but the nurses wouldn't let him in.
And Theo was starting to lose his control. He wanted to stay with Evan, he wanted to stay and keep an eye on his dad instead of going home to rest and be with the rest of the family.
When they told Theo Bobby was staying the night with Evan, he started to cry. He hit out at (Y/n) when she tried to get him off the bed and when Eddie dragged him away from Evan, he slumped to the floor and thrashed around, lashing out.
Eddie had to hoist his nephew over his shoulder and carry him into the nearest waiting room so they didn't attract any unwanted attention.
Theo had been told in no uncertain terms that he wasn't going back to the ICU if he couldn't control himself. They had snook him in because they trusted him, he couldn't cause a scene and get them all kicked out.
A gasp left (Y/n)'s lips and she tightened her hand around Evan's when a twinge rocked through her stomach. She shuffled forward and pressed her free hand to her stomach, pressing on her lower abdomen. She couldn't tell if it was the baby wriggling and trying to tell Evan to wake up or if it was a pain she should worry about.
"Look what you're doing to me, baby." She groaned through gritted teeth and leaned forward to press her forehead against Evan's thigh.
Her breaths came out in huffs and she held Evan's hand against her lips, heating his skin with her warm, flushed breaths. She hadn't been eating much these past few days. Food made her feel sick, any drink other than water gave her heartburn and her body was so tired and disorientated that she wasn't even hungry. Eddie and Athena brought her food but she couldn't eat. She would eat when Evan woke up and got better.
More tears flushed her face and soaked into the bedsheets as she choked down a burning sob.
Why did this have to happen to Evan? Why was it always him who got hurt and endangered and threatened?
Evan always came home to her. He had to get better and come back from this, he couldn't leave her and the boys like this when they needed him the most. It wasn't fair. None of it was fair.
"I'm gonna be in labour with a comatose husband in the next room," She croaked, wiping her eyes on her sleeve when she lifted her head to look up at Evan. He wasn't even twitching in his sleep. (Y/n) couldn't sleep at home, she had brought Tommy into bed with her because Evan wasn't there tossing and turning or looping an arm around her waist.
She would be going into early labour at this rate with her husband lying motionless in the bed beside her. That wasn't how life was supposed to work out for them.
"I've n-never done this without you. You've a-always been there, you can't miss this one,"
(Y/n) wasn't having her fourth child without Evan holding her hand, talking her through it. They had been sixteen when they had Theo and Evan had been there from the start. He didn't sleep for thirty six hours, he paced the room with (Y/n), knelt with her on the floor and eventually laid on the bed with her between his thighs.
Alfie had been born three days before Christmas so Evan had been off work at the time in his old job. He coached (Y/n) through it and calmed her down and told her everything would be fine since he had been almost two months early.
And Tommy had been the quickest one of them all. Eddie had been driving and Evan had to take off his belt and kneel in the footwell of the car when (Y/n) started to push before they got to the hospital. Evan and Eddie both carried (Y/n) between them into the hospital reception and before a nurse could get to them, (Y/n) gave birth.
She gave birth to Tommy in front of a crowd of people with her husband knelt between her legs delivering their third child.
(Y/n) wasn't having baby number four without Evan.
Thrashing his hands out, Evan slammed every pill bottle within his reach down to the floor as a roaring scream left his lips.
This wasn't right.
His wife was in pain. She was hunched over his bedside in agony, crying into his arm that he swore he could feel the tears soaking into his skin from over here. She was supposed to be resting at home with the boys with Evan taking care of her. Not him laid up, useless and broken with his wife deteriorating at his side, begging him to come back to her.
It wasn't as if he wasn't trying. Evan had fought his way from a horrid alternate reality with his family. He had left Chimney and Hen behind and had been running around the hospital like a headless chicken until he found this window. He was watching his family sit vigil by his bedside, crying and screaming for him to come back.
He had broken down watching Eddie carry his son out of the room who was screaming at Evan to wake up and come back to them.
But he didn't know how.
"Baby I'm here… how do I get over there?" Evan glanced around the supply room he found himself in, wondering if Daniel or the alternate Bobby were still with him.
"You don't."
Bobby's answer was so simple and easy but it made Evan shiver. That wasn't what he wanted to hear and it wasn't something Evan was going to believe. He would get himself back to his real body if it cost him everything. He wasn't staying here.
"I will-"
"No, you won't. You're stuck here, this is your new world now," Bobby chugged down a handful of pills but his brows rose and he almost smiled when he looked through the window. "Oh look kid, maybe you don't have to get over there after all. She's so ill, she might be coming here to visit you instead."
"No! No, no baby no!"
Evan pounded his fists against the glass, yelling as loud as he could to reach her but it did nothing.
All he could do was stand and watch his wife double over and clench her stomach. Her forehead pressed into the edge of the mattress as she doubled over and started to cough. She needed to be sick. She wasn't eating which was messing with her stomach, she wanted to be sick but she had nothing left to throw up.
Evan couldn't have his wife joining him in here. He couldn't find his own way out, how on Earth would he get both of them out? She was pregnant, she needed someone to look after her while Evan couldn't.
He couldn't breathe.
Evan couldn't breathe. His hand pressed to his chest as he started to gasp and grog, parting his lips but nothing was going in or out. Why couldn't he breathe? Why was his chest starting to tremble and quake and pull inwards without exhaling? What was happening to him?
"You don't look so good kid."
He knew that. But Bobby wasn't looking at this version of him; he was looking through the glass at the real Evan. The unconscious Evan. The dying Evan.
His body was jerking up and down on the bed, chest rising and panting and choking on air he was being supplied by a ventilator. The machines were starting to blare out but all Evan could hear was (Y/n)'s cry that overpowered everything else.
He was panicking about (Y/n) so much that his body was starting to fail. He was scaring himself into a state of shock.
"Evan? God, Evan no don't do this," The moment (Y/n) sat straight in the chair, her stomach made an awful pang and she let go of Evan's hand.
He wasn't getting enough oxygen, the machine was starting to flash red and his body was shuddering, quaking and choking. (Y/n) had been praying for him to move but this isn't what she meant. She wanted his hand to twitch and squeeze or his arm to move or his head to turn in her direction. She didn't want him to start choking and getting worse.
She let go of his hand and pushed up from the chair, doubling over until her stomach felt like it was being squished to relieve the pressure. Her hands fumbled over the bedframe at the foot of the bed and she moved round just as the door burst open and Eddie ran in, followed by two nurses.
"He- he needs more oxygen," (Y/n) dug her fingers into the bed frame and hunched over, arching out her back as the nurses tried to level out his oxygen and stop him from crashing.
She felt Eddie's hand on her lower back and his other hand grabbed the bed frame with her but he turned to look at her when she started to shake.
"(Y/n), what's wrong?" Panic blundered through Eddie's veins when he looked down at his sister. He had left the room for less than half an hour to get a drink and call their parents to update them. They were offering to come down to LA but that was the last thing either of them wanted right now.
They had enough family and friends around to help look after the boys, if their parents came down it would cement the fact that Evan might not wake up from this. That wasn't a reality either of them were ready to face.
"I just- I- he's given me a shock," Her fingers tightened around the bed frame as she tried to straighten up but it didn't help. Staying hunched over was the only thing relieving the pain in her stomach. Each breath came out in short pants and she twisted herself to the left so she could try and face her brother as her right hand moved to cradle her stomach.
"Come and sit down," Eddie moved his hands to her shoulders and tried to prize her from the bed. But as soon as (Y/n) let go of the bed frame and tried to straighten up again, another pain rocked her stomach and she doubled over. Her knees bent, her body hunkered down and her arm bound around her seven-month bump while her other hand moved to gripped Eddie's forearm.
"Do we need to call a midwife?"
"Yes-"
"No. Help my husband," She broke off with a harsh breath that burned past her lips as her eyes snapped closed.
The last thing (Y/n) wanted was to be fussed over when her husband was in distress, possibly on the verge of another cardiac arrest. She needed everyone to focus all their efforts on Evan and get him stable again. Only when she was assured he was okay would (Y/n) think about leaving his side and seeing someone herself. She could look after herself and the baby.
"(Y/n) you need a doctor." A burning fury boiled up in Eddie's eyes as he reached out for his sister again. She was in pain- no, she was in agony and she wasn't letting them help her. They were in a hospital, there were more than enough staff to help her as well as Evan.
"No. Oow… no." (Y/n) sobbed, gasping for breath almost as much as Evan as she turned her back on the nurses and looked at her brother instead. Her forehead pressed into his chest when he stepped closer and held onto her so she didn't go down on her knees.
His fingers dug into the back of her arms until he was leaving indents and bruising his sister's skin when she fought to get out of his grip. What was she doing? Why was she fighting him when he was trying to help her? She wasn't well.
"Stop fighting me-"
(Y/n) pulled out of Eddie's grip with a scream and turned to look back at Evan. Her arm pressed tighter into her burning stomach while her other hand pressed to her temple that was flushed and aching. He needed to get better. He needed to stop giving her jumpscares and frightening the baby like this. Evan had to come back to her because this wasn't fair.
She took two steps closer towards the bed before she hunkered down near the small bin and leaned over, coughing and gagging. Her stomach was telling her to be sick and her throat was gagging and tensing but she had nothing but bile to give.
"Fuck- get a doctor for him and a midwife for my sister!" Eddie threw an order at the nurse who was about to rush out of the room for help.
Evan needed to be regulated and calmed down and (Y/n) needed to be checked over and have the baby checked. She was making herself ill even if she didn't want or mean to. The last thing they needed was her going into premature labour. Evan would never forgive any of them if she had the baby without him.
"You need to sit down and listen to me," Reaching out, Eddie clamped his hands back down on her arms and pulled her into his chest. Once she stopped pushing him away, Eddie turned her around and heaved her down into the chair beside the bed.
"You're making yourself sick and we need a doctor to examine you, the last thing we want is you in labour and Buck in a coma."
Her body sank down, her nails scrunched up her shirt and dug into her stomach and her other hand slammed down on the wooden armrest.
"I need Evan!" Her voice echoed off the walls and bounced back to them with a desperate, pleading cry that could be felt at the end of the Earth. Her hand waved out towards the bed where her husband was still violently shaking. She didn't care about anything else and as horrible as she felt, (Y/n) couldn't will herself to care if her body deteriorated. She wanted Evan awake and alert o he could tell her everything was going to be okay.
What was happening to her husband?
"I need him! Wake him up!"
Leaning down, (Y/n) pressed her stomach into her knees and flopped her head onto Eddie's shoulder, a burning sob bubbling past her lips. She curled her arm around his neck to ground herself and stop from falling down onto his lap. But when she felt him wrap his arms around her and hold her, it only made her sobs worse.
"He's not leaving us. He wouldn't dare."
***
"I need to get back to my family."
Frustration soured through Evan's body as guilt racked his chest and sent his knees down to the floor. The corridor in front of him stretched out five miles long, extending his hospital room until he couldn't see it anymore and it could have been on the other side of the Earth for all Evan knew.
He couldn't get back. He didn't know how he was supposed to find his way into that room that had no doors and the only window was in the back of the medicine cabinet in the store room. It was a small window that let Evan watch his life and his family slip away from him and he was sick of watching.
He was sick to his stomach when he watched Eddie carry (Y/n) out of his room, leaving Evan's lifeless body to be meddled with by doctors and nurses.
There was no way for Evan to find out what was wrong with (Y/n), if she was alright and how he could get to her.
He couldn't stand and watch anymore. He had gone wandering in the hopes of finding his wife or brother in law, but this hospital was his alternate. It was an alternate universe full of his alternate parents and his dead older brother. A brother who was now following him around like a shadow, spitting poison in his ear whenever he could.
"Why? They don't need you."
Evan's brows furrowed and he turned on his heels, clenching his hands into fists as he looked at what he could only guess was how his brother would look if he were alive.
"Yes they do."
How could he say that? Of course they needed him. His wife was in agony, for all Evan knew she could be in labour. She could be somewhere in the real hospital, having their fourth child without him there to hold her hand and watch over her. If anything happened to her or the baby Evan was never going to forgive himself when he got out of here.
"Theo's fourteen. He's outgrowing you. At sixteen you moved out from home with a girl and a baby. He doesn't need you anymore." Daniel held a clipboard against his chest and shrugged with a horribly plain expression.
"That was different- I- I had a kid. But my parents didn't want me like I wanted him. He needs me because I love him and I'm not abandoning any of them like people left me."
Evan's situation had been tough.
He was barely sixteen when Theo was born and staying at home away from (Y/n) and his newborn wasn't an option. Neither was having (Y/n) and Theo move in with his parents. They barely acknowledged Evan in the house or gave him any love and comfort, he couldn't bring his new family into that mess and have his son grow up in that kind of environment.
Moving out was the only option and it had been the best thing for Evan. He had (Y/n) and Theo in his life, they shared a one bedroom flat for the first two years and then moved into a bigger flat. By the time they had Alfie they had a proper home for the four of them, and now they had Tommy and another baby.
There was no way Theo was outgrowing Evan. Theo had grown up with a loving home environment and caring, observant parents who loved the bones of him. Evan couldn't leave any of his boys, he couldn't die and be absent from their lives or leave (Y/n) to bring them up alone and he needed to meet his baby.
His life was far from over and he wasn't done.
"I need to get back to (Y/n), she's sick and it's my fault. She can't have our baby without me."
Pushing himself up to his feet, Evan took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and began walking. He didn't care how long this corridor was, how long it took him or where he would end up. He wanted to be closer to his family than this and he would walk around this imaginary universe if it got him the slightest bit closer to home.
He wasn't staying here.
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A quaking breath passed through (Y/n)'s lips when she looked up at the window and noticed who was looking in.
Her lips pressed together into a thin line and she untangled her left hand from Evan's as she sat up straighter in the chair. Her right arm cradled Tommy closer to her chest, snuggling him around her bump before she slowly eased up from the uncomfortable chair.
The toddler stayed cuddled up into her chest with his head tucked beneath her chin into the crook of her neck and his arms coiled into his chest. He had a pacifier between his lips and for the last hour or so, he had been fast asleep in (Y/n)'s arms.
Her hand moved to cradle the back of Tommy's head when she left the room and moved into the hallway.
"Hi," Her chin tilted down so she could kiss the top of Tommy's head and her eyes didn't dare look up at her in-laws.
"You're supposed to be resting," Evan's mother had a tight hold of her bag that was settled on her shoulder and there was something almost endearing in her eyes. If (Y/n) didn't know her any better, she would have thought she was a genuine, worried parent concerned with her son's family life.
"I may as well rest here, no better place to collapse than a hospital, right?"
"Thomas shouldn't be here, take him home. We'll sit with Evan for the night," Her father in law curved an arm around his wife and darted his eyes through the window to look over at his son.
Evan had been on an ECMO machine for two days to filter his blood and add more oxygen through his body which had worked well. His levels were back up, his body was calm and resting and they were looking at trying to get him to breathe on his own soon.
The doctor had confirmed (Y/n) wasn't in labour but she was pushing her body to its limits. She had to eat, drink and rest before she went into early labour.
So (Y/n) had spent two days at home under the promise that Maddie, Bobby and Athena would all look after Evan. She had spent the days tucked up in bed with all three of her boys, even Theo didn't leave her side and stayed next to her. She reassured the boys she and Evan would be okay and managed a few hours of sleep with Tommy cuddled to her chest.
She ate a little when Eddie or Maddie brought her food and protein shakes but she was tired of being at home.
She needed to be beside her husband and she wasn't leaving Tommy any longer. Theo was with Eddie and Chris, he was only staying calm and behaving for Eddie, for anyone else he was lashing out, crying and begging. When Theo begged (Y/n) to take him back to the hospital and she said no, Eddie took him home with him to calm him down. And Alfie was staying with Maddie and Chimney for the night.
"I'm not leaving him. Tommy's fine, he's sleeping."
"But this isn't good for you-"
"Julie, please… I've spent the last fourteen years by your son's side. I stayed with him when he went through four operations on his leg after an accident that didn't manage to concern you enough to come down and see us. I carried him up and down the stairs with a pot on his leg, I bathed him and held him when he screamed. I took him to therapy after he, Chris and Theo were caught up in the tsunami. I'm not going anywhere; I don't know how."
Why could no one understand?
Why didn't anyone realise that (Y/n) couldn't function when Evan was ill? She was giving all of her strength to him so he could come back to her, that was what they did for each other and that was how things had always been.
(Y/n) wasn't going home unless it was to spend time with her boys and she had been with them for two days. Two days away from Evan when he was in a critical state and that separation had taken everything away from her. She wanted to stay with Evan and show him that he had something to fight for. That he had to find his way back to them.
When the truck crushed his leg, (Y/n) was at the hospital by the time he arrived. She waited through each surgery, she made him behave for the doctors. (Y/n) heaved him up and down the stairs, she helped him wash and get dressed. She wrapped him in her arms when he broke down wondering if he could ever run again and do his job.
After the tsunami, (Y/n) got all the boys in therapy. Chris, Theo, Eddie and Evan all had to talk to someone and (Y/n) took them to their appointments and made sure they were okay.
She had done everything on her own without his parents getting in the way and as grateful as (Y/n) was that they were here now, she didn't want their advice.
"Evan didn't want us here-"
"No. No, he may not have wanted you, but he needed you. There's a big difference you never noticed. Evan has spent his life proving himself to you, begging for your attention or just some sign to show that you care and he made sure the boys never once felt that way with him."
(Y/n) had watched Evan prove himself to the boys every day since Theo was born. He went to every school play, every sports event and he patched them up when they fell down. He cradled them when they were sick and he played games and pushed them to do what they wanted and be their own person. Evan made sure they knew how much he loved them.
And (Y/n) needed him to get better and continue doing that with them. The boys couldn't cope without him and neither could she.
"We may not have always been there for Evan and… and maybe we didn't agree with his life choices, but we always knew how much you meant to him. And while he's like this, it's our job to look after you when he can't."
"Then don't make me leave."
(Y/n) turned on her heels and walked back through the door but she could feel the atmosphere change when she left the door open for them to follow. She wasn't going to shut them out and if they were that desperate to help and prove themselves, the best thing they could do was stay and give moral support.
"You can't go back. You're stuck here, where you belong so say goodbye to that old life."
Evan didn't like the cruel expression that landed on the face that mimicked his own. He didn't like the selfish, hardened version of himself that stood before him. His lips were curved into a catfish grin that showed nothing but malice and detest and his eyes were squinted and blown with desire.
He had been fighting himself all along to get back to his family. He was obstructing his own path. But not anymore.
"This is my chance and I'm not leaving them behind."
This had to be the moment everything was leading up to. Evan could see through the glass, he could see his life so clearly. His wife was stood holding his hand with their toddler in her other arm. He had just watched her argue with a nurse that Tommy was no danger or bother and he needed his mother so they let him stay 'just this once'.
Eddie was behind her with tears running down his face and his hands rubbing at the back of his neck, something he did when he was nervous.
Maddie was in the other corner of the room next to Bobby who was holding his rosary beads, muttering a prayer Evan really needed to hear. And his parents were at the window. They didn't have the strength to stand inside the crowded room and watch in case this didn't go the way they planned.
They were taking him off the ventilator.
This was Evan's chance to breathe on his own and somehow get from here, over there. His chance to get back to his body and back to his own reality that he had been separated from. He wasn't missing this chance and he wasn't letting his life slip away from him.
"No, this is you're reality, isn't this what you always wanted?" He stumbled back when the darker version of himself pushed him away from the window. "Go outside that door. You have parents who adore you, who cling to your every move. You have siblings who want you around and a job you can be proud of. You have a wife and a home here too, you have the things you always wanted. This is your dream."
Tears flushed his face as he stared at the window. That was what he wanted. That life he had never once taken for granted. Evan always had too much to live for, too much at stake to risk anything.
"I want my wife and kids. They love me. My sister loves me and out there, she's happy and safe. My parents are right there when I need them, that's what I need. Bobby is there, Eddie is my brother. This is a dream and I don't want it. My family is my life and they are all out there, waiting for me."
Nothing about this life appealed to Evan like reality.
Adoring parents were always the dream and he knew it would never come true. His parents were around when he needed them, they did what they could to be involved in his life and that was okay. He had Bobby and Athena who were the parents he always wanted so in part, his dream had come true. The brother Evan never had was waiting in that room, crying for him to get better. And he had been with Evan for nearly two decades.
In reality, Evan had a sister who was loved and happy and out of danger, he helped her in reality and he wouldn't stay in an alternate world where she was in danger.
And Evan's wife, his real, true, amazing lovely wife was out there in pain needing him to come home.
His three boys were waiting for him to get better and he would never trade them for an easy life. He wanted to go home.
"You don't need them."
"I can't live without them."
His eyes frantically searched round the room when sparks flew in his chest and his throat felt as dry as the desert. The tube was out, he could feel it. This was his chance to breathe and he somehow had to get back over there and take it before he died.
He could hear his darker self screaming when he launched a chair through the window and thrust his fists to make the glass break. Shattering the prison he had kept himself in, allowing himself to go back home.
Nothing was going to stop him from going home.
Nothing. Nothing. Nothing.
"He's breathing."
Tears burned down (Y/n)'s face like acid rain drenching her cheeks and bluring her perfect vision of her husband. She brought his hand up to her lips and kissed the back of his knuckles, smiling against his skin when Tommy leaned forward to pat Evan's hand.
He was too young to understand what was going on or that his dad was gravely ill, but he knew that was his dad and he leaned into Evan's touch the same as (Y/n) did.
(Y/n) could feel Eddie's hands on her shoulders and his lips pressing into the back of her head while everyone seemed to let out the same panicked, relieved gulps of air all at once. The atmosphere around them lifted like a cloud of smoke disappearing into the air.
"Stay with us baby, stay with us."
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Pretty In Pink (Calvin Evans x Reader)
Summary: You and Calvin couldn't have imagined a more perfect way to spend Christmas than with your family until you find a gift for your daughter
Warnings: Mentions of childbirth, breastfeeding etc.
Tagging: @floydsmuse
You awoke groggy and heavy headed to find that it was still snowing outside, but that Calvin was just starting to wake up, your baby girl squirming in her little Moses bassinet at the foot of the bed.
"Mornin my sweet little pea," he cooed sleepily, gently lifting her to his chest, blanket and all. "Merry Christmas."
Ellen settled down against him, her whimpers starting up as she began beating at his chest with her tiny little fists. "Alright, alright," he chuckled. "I know, Daddy doesn't have anything you need, but Momma might."
You laughed a little as he brought her to you and gently placed Ellen in your arms. "Merry Christmas sweetheart," he said before placing a soft kiss on your lips.
"Merry Christmas Cal," you said, undoing the lacings on the front of your nightgown.
You felt Calvin's hand suddenly covering yours. "Let me help you sweetie," he said.
You smiled at him. He was always so sweet and considerate and so attentive since Ellen had been born just two weeks before Christmas. Calvin helped you undo the lacings and helped you so that Ellen could latch on and feed properly. Usually at this hour of the morning, she was fussier than usual, but in no time at all, she was happily sucking back her breakfast, her eyelids softly opening and shutting every so often.
Six-Thirty suddenly came darting in with a little note between his teeth and pawing at Cal's leg. He took the note from Six-Thirty and opened it, reading his mother's neat but scratchy handwriting.
"C'mon down, your nieces and nephews are getting impatient, love mom," Calvin read aloud, laughing to himself a little.
"We'll be down in a minute," you yawned with a happy, but sleepy smile still on your face.
"Take your time," he said, gently littering your cheek and forehead with soft little kisses.
As soon as Ellen was full, you joined the rest of your family and friends in the living room, excitedly opening your presents as Patricia, Cal's sisters and Dr. Powers's mother all began putting breakfast in the oven. The girls from your nursing major at school had joined as well, bringing a family member or two with them while Father McDowell and his wife Helen, had joined you with their children and grandchildren after the church services were done for the morning.
"Oh wait a sec, what's this?" Cal chuckled. "To Calvin (y/n) and Baby Ellen, from Aunt Jean."
"Oh Aunt Jean and Uncle Alfie?" Patricia asked, mixing together a mimosa. "They always send the nicest things for Christmas."
You and Calvin opened it up and to your surprise it was a pair of pink pajamas for Ellen with a little hood bearing a pair of floppy little bunny ears, the feet at the bottom also bearing the felted image of two little whiskered bunny faces. You and Calvin were in stitches when you saw it as were most of the other family members.
"You know what this means don't you sweetheart?" Calvin asked.
"Oh yes," you answered. "Plenty of photos for years to come."
Calvin carefully folded up the little pjs and placed them carefully in the box. You both couldn't wait to see how Ellen looked in them, nor could you wait for Easter to roll around, knowing she'd be the cutest little bunny anyone ever saw.
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Best Character Named X Poll
FOLLOW @best-character-named-x-poll
I'm doing a series of "Best Character Named X" polls where all the characters have the same first name but are from completely different media, feel free to send in name/charcacter suggestions, I'm posting one poll a day. New polls scheduled for 1:30PM GMT everyday.
ask box closed for now
WILL BE POSTING POLLS ON @best-character-named-x-poll FROM FEB 1ST
If your favourite character is not included in the poll very sorry i have either never heard of them or actively chose not to include them as theres only 6 characters per poll. Characters will only count of that is their first name, surnames do not count.
Round 85: David
Round 86: Tiffany
Round 87: Charlie
Round 88: Sandy
Round 89: Cody
Round 90: Amanda
Round 91: Jeremy
Past Polls and Poll Ideas under the cut
Names that I have a complete list for*
Caroline, Tyler, Louis, Leonard, Rebecca, Steve, Nicole, Isabelle, Victoria, Katherine, Jade, Alex, Sophie, Greg, Jake, Ellie, Isaac, Robin, Tony, Annie, Lisa, Margaret, Oliver, Clark, Kara, Phoebe, Emma, Ruby, Bart, Alfie, Beth, Julian, Nancy, Penny, Margaret, Tessa, Erica, Theresa, George, Kevin, Sebastian, Felix, Martin, Michael, Erin, Caleb, Helen, Charlotte, Kyle, Martha, Diana, Elsa, Gary, Zoe, Connor, Colin, Daisy, Eric, Maya, Adam, Andy, Magnus, Alma, Nora, Alice, Spike, Leon, Marcel, Kim, Juno, Sue, Chris, Otto, Donald, Daphne, Kate, Todd, Ned, Ken, Angel, Judy, Jo, Hazel, Naomi, Diego, Miranda, Joel, Lila, Duncan, Dexter, Meredith, Pearl, Lily, Malcolm, Napolean, Joan, Nico, Jamie, Nadia, Velma, Jill, Kiera, Rory, Evan, Tam, Klaus, Neil, Derek, Michelle, Luna, Laila, Cordelia, Zack, Imogen, Felicity, Cindy, Alicia, Kelly, Alan, April, Astrid, Delilah, Jodie, Claudia, Juliet, Karen, Jonas, Milo, Celia, Hannah, Joy, Ethan, Katya, Aria, Atticus, Ian, Cynthia, Faye, Frank, Boo, River, Corey, Gabrielle, Minerva, Ebony, Zia, Beverly, Rudy, Georgina
Names I have an incomplete list for (welcome to send character suggestions)
Richter, Sean, Troy, Cain, Agatha, Warren, Percy, Reggie, Mina, Ryan, Felicia, Dylan, Josh, Shirley, Debbie, Jared, June, Mabel, Ray, Chad, Moe, Hugh, Fearne, Christine, Joe, August, May, Scarlet, Alana, Leela, Manny, Dean, Francis, Mason, Oscar, Quinn, Guy, Ulrich, Wally, Yasmin, Tobias, Woody, Sabrina, Quentin, Margot, Alina, Matilda, Freya, Kendra, Angus, Ophelia, Leisel, Zelda, Adora, Piper, Scarlet, Sheila, Valentine, Laurie, Laurel, Fitz, Violet, Gabriel, Ford, Artemis, Owen, Bianca, Newton, Summer, Darcy, Noah, Taylor, Miriam, Hugh, Aurora, Hank, Henry, Dawn, Delia, Cosmo, Wanda, Zeke, Cecil, Aiden, Calvin, Ayesha, Beatrice, Parker, Chase, Hunter, Tina, Misty, Amaya, Amara, Harvey, Talia, Tatiana, Tanya, Orion, Eugene, Kit, Bo, Duke, Blue, Cameron, Rudolf, Mara, Marianne, Carl
Feel free to send more suggestions
*subject to change, you can still submit a character if there is no strikethrough if you think theres a character that its an absolute crime i dont add. Please don't suggest anything for the names with a strikethrough as they are polls that are already in my queue waiting to be published.
Past Polls
Round 1: Peter : WINNER: Peter Parker (Spider-Man)
Round 2: Elizabeth : WINNER: Elizabeth Swann (Pirates of the Caribbean)
Round 3: Jason : WINNER: Jason Mendoza (The Good Place)
Round 4: Eve : WINNER: EVE (WALL-E)
Round 5: Fred : WINNER: Fred Jones (Scooby-Doo)
Round 6: Rachel : WINNER: Rachel (Animorphs)
Round 7: Arthur : WINNER: Arthur Pendragon (Merlin)
Round 8: Amy : WINNER: Amy Pond (Doctor Who)
Round 9: Tom : WINNER: Tom (Tom and Jerry)
Round 10: Claire : WINNER: Clare Devlin (Derry Girls)
Round 11: James : WINNER: James (Pokemon)
Round 12: Max : WINNER: Max (Black Sails)
Round 13: Simon : WINNER: Simon Belmont (Castlevania)
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Round 78: Allison : WINNER: Alison Cooper (BBC Ghosts)
Round 79: Patrick : WINNER: Patrick Star (Spongebob Squarepants)
Round 80: Linda : WINNER: Linda Belcher (Bob's Burgers)
Round 81: Philip : WINNER: Philip J. Fry (Futurama)
Round 82: Clarisse : WINNER: Clarisse La Rue (Percy Jackson)
Round 83: Jeff
Round 84: Maria
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PLEASE continue writing for Chris. Don’t let this lane PR stunt stop you
What's this the 2nd one in 2 years? Smh. I guess learning lessons isn't a celebrity thing. 😩. What's the purpose?
As for writing, I have plenty of open stories for him and as I said I plan on getting to them at some time and finishing them out. However, I don't plan on adding anything new for him for the time being. Will it change? 🤷🏽♀️
#ask lee#lee answers#chris evans fanfiction#Also anyone reading this#This isn't n open invitation to send asks about Chris doing the opposite of what nearly every mom of a high schooler says..make good choice#I don't wanna discuss this foolishness#But if you wanna discuss Alfie Nick Pablo Lewis H Lewis T Yahya Charlie Rege or any of the character versions of Chris I am all ears.#😊
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