A/N: Clearly I’ve been in a Chris Evans mood lately. I hope the person who requested this is okay with Chris stuff! The prompt was When I’m with you, nothing hurts anymore from here. You can send in requests or ask to be on my taglist hereand you can check out my masterlist here. Thanks for reading y’all! GIF is mine.
You ran into the busy hospital, your mind running wild with all the things that could be wrong. You stormed up to a nurse’s station and waited for one of them to acknowledge you.
An older woman with graying hair and navy blue scrubs looked at you.
“Can I help you?”
“Hi, yes. I’m looking for Chris Evans-”
The nurse quickly cut you off.
“Listen, I’ve had about six women claim to know him since they saw him in the ER. Just leave.”
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Summary: After the Android Revolution, you were one of the few that chose to remain in service. You were still considered alive and free to make your own choices, but you couldn’t leave your charge; a sick elderly woman that doted on you as if you were a member of her family. After a break-in, Connor is the first responder and helps track down the person – or android – responsible for the crime. Remaining on the police force with Hank as his partner had been a no-brainer. He wanted to make sure that both parties – humans and androids – would be held accountable for their actions. When responding to a call one night, he met Y/N, a caring and sassy android that he never saw coming. He was still learning to deal with his emotions, but no one – not even Hank – could have prepared Connor for the overwhelming swelling in his chest and this need to see her again. Warnings: Angst, fluff, language. Possibly more to come.
Warning: Just enough smut and a little profanity 🙂
Author’s Note: While my beloved Shielded mini-series is still in the works, I thought of giving y’all something else to read. I’m such a whore for Derek Hale. 😉
“So…I have a confession.” The nervousness in my voice was obvious. I’m sure he heard it. He looked at me with his searching green eyes, wondering what could be there that needs my confession. What truth is it that I haven’t yet unveiled?
I’m pretty sure he couldn’t tell it at this moment. And I definitely hope he couldn’t smell it in me. We’ve been lounging in my apartment all day and I asked him one tiny favor in exchange for staying the night – that he fixed my favorite lounge chair.
I was leaning in my kitchen table when Derek looked away from the chair I love to sit on. His favorite henley shirt looked pretty worn out after all the physical work he’s done today. But I was just standing there, admiring him in all the little and big ways I saw fit.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC | Word Count: 6274 Warnings: fluff, kind of smexy, angst, death of her mother, cheating ex
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Natasha jogged the last few steps and breathed out in relief. “Well, shit. No wonder Lily has an ass you could bounce a quarter off. Eight flights of stairs, no elevator. Grocery day must suck balls.”
“Jeez, Nat. And Steve bitches about my mouth,” Bucky chuckled. “And I don’t think ogling Lily’s ass will win you any points with him. I haven’t seen him get that doe-eyed, sappy smile, squinchy face since Peggy.”
“Yeah?” she smirked, sauntering down the hall.
“Oh, yeah. Steve’s sweet on her alright. Course, he won’t do anything about it until this shit with her ex is sorted, and her mom taken care of. The punk’s got too much honour for that.”
“I am aware,” Nat sighed. “You think if we gave him enough of Thor’s hooch he’d drop the act and pin her to the wall?”
Bucky burst out laughing. “Maybe. You sure seem to like her.”
“It’s weird, but I really do. I was ready to be suspicious and guarded but something about her…” She shook her head, unable to explain it.
First off, how dare you give me a new kink I didn’t know about; touching her feathers. Sign me the fuck up when he helps clean her wings. Yes ma’am.
Secondly, Lily’s ex is a douche and I have a really bad feeling about him. Thank you Nat, I mean Bambi, for telling -and showing- him exactly how we all feel.
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