#Team Chris

[maicaronns]

team chris shenanigans that im not gonna finish cuz im not interested in td anymore sorry 😔😔

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does anyone else think that everyone on team chris is bisexual or is it just me

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team chris :3

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Katherine’s horny thought was sent to you: 💌

Now share something short but smutty with this promt:

“Where have you been, sweetheart? I’ve been waiting for you.”

[No pressure bby.] 🤍

Sweetheart

a/n: Hey, Kat, and fellow Readers!!! So sorry this took so long, it's been an intense couple of weeks... School has just started, and I'm already feeling the pressure. But, I'm happy to have written this for us. It calmed me down, and gives me great pleasure (innuendo not intended 😆) to know that I am capable, and getting better at writing dirty smut 🤭

Anyway, I hope y'all enjoy this, as much as I enjoyed writing it. ❤️

Requested: Yes

WARNINGS!!! Talk of sex life, Steve being Steve, Dom!Captain!Steve, some possessiveness, some rough handling, major cursing, name calling (Y/n is called slut a couple of times), Smut with a plot, talks about sex and trusting your partner, MAJOR CUTENESS at the end.

DNI Divider by @firefly-graphics

Enjoy!

It all started when Steve caught the end of your conversation with Nat.

"And honestly, I wouldn't mind if things got a little heated, in a certain way with Steve." He heard you say.

"I mean it wouldn't be too hard. He's Steve..." You trailed off, the swoon clear in your voice.

Sometime later, you'd be sitting in the comfiest corner of your room, when Steve, flushed and barely able to catch his breath, bursts into your room. Talking a mile, a minute.

"Okay, Doll. I've been thinking. And you're right. Our sex life should be exciting. So, sometime soon, I'm going to do something that you won't expect. We cool? Okay, talk soon!" He finished before hurriedly giving you a quick kiss, and rushing out of your door. Leaving you more confused, than anything.

A few days later, Nat and Wanda had taken you out on a Girl's Night. It had become kind of a tradition for the ladies of the Avengers (including Pepper). Especially on days when either missions got too much, your S/O had left you at a loss, or just to decompress from life in general.

"So, basically if Tony is going to pester me about that paperwork one more time, Pepper is going to give him hell." Nat laughed, hands steady on the wheel of the car on the ride back to the Compound.

"Shame Pep couldn't make it." Wanda sighed, resting her head against her hand, with her elbow resting against the passenger side door.

"Having Morgan with us wouldn't have been too bad." She added.

"Everything we do is basically PG-13 anyway. Like Y/n's sex life..." Nat trailed off, the playful teasing tone at the end of her sentence evident in her voice.

"It's almost been a week, and still nothing?" Wanda asked, turning her attention to you, sitting in the backseat of the car.

"Nope. And he's been acting strange, all week!" You sighed, exasperated.

"Ever since he came bursting into my room, talking about how, I was right about our sex life needing a little more spice, and that he's got just the thing. But only when I least expect it." You huffed.

"I don't know... I know, I said that I wouldn't mind that we add more spice, but that doesn't mean that we have to. Being with him is more than enough." You said, eyes shining.

"Maybe you should tell him that, Y/N/N." Nat replied, reassuringly.

"Even Super Soldiers need a little assurance, every now and again..." She smiled, knowingly.

Wanda reached for your hand to give some more comfort, and the tension was lifted from your shoulders, almost like she used her skills to help you.

With your mind at ease, you were more than determined to assure Steve.

It wasn't long before you arrived at the compound, and separated yourself from your girls to head up to your floor. But when you got off of elevator, something was amiss.

Your floor's lighting was suspiciously dim. And it had you cautiously approaching your room. Which you were successful, until you shut your door.

"Where have you been, Sweetheart? I've been waiting for you." A gruff voice said from within the space, making you jump right out of your skin.

In a panic, you went to grab the handle but it wouldn't budge, FRIDAY had locked you in!

"I-I'm sorry. We were caught in traffic... I don't have control over that, Steve." You gasped, as your boyfriend's form prowled towards you, before pinning you to the door. So, close to you that every breath you took, caused your chest to brush against his.

"You think I don't know what you've been out doing all night, slut?" He hissed into your ear, pulling you flush against him, one hand teasingly rubbing up and down your hips and ass.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about, Steve..." You trembled, unsure how to act or feel, but undeniably feeling the unmistakable sensation of slick building up between your legs. Steve's complete change in persona had its desired effect on you.

"Oh, don't play coy with me, Darling... A little bird told me how you played and danced with all those men, while you were out." He smirked against your cheek, after placing a tantalizing kiss on it.

"Did you forget that your Captain is waiting for you at home? Desperate to feel you, practically melt in my hands? Are you that desperate to have something in you, that you'd deny him his right?" Steve said, intense lust-blown eyes boring into your soul.

"No, Captain. I'm only desperate for you." You cried, needing friction between your thighs, sooner rather than later.

"Prove it." He growled, before pinning you to your door, one arm holding you up against it, the other hand shoved between your legs. Spreading your walls around his thick digits, cause you to moan loudly.

"I see. My girl, is more than desperate for her Captain... You're practically dripping, My Dear..." He sighed, looking at your ruined center. His expert fingers rubbing and brushing up against your walls and clit.

"Oh... Captain, please..." You gasped, the pleasure building and building, desperate for release.

"Are you desperate for your Captain?" Steve smirked, his lips mere inches away from your own.

"YES! I FUCKING AM!" You cried out, every sensation turning more and more intense, and you haven't been allowed to come yet.

"Then come..." Steve said in a low voice, causing you to release it all, with a wail, as his lips came crashing down onto yours to swallow every cry.

He pulled away to kiss, and suck on your sweet-spot. Wanting to mark you all over, but also, as a way to ground you, and bring you back down from your high.

"Are you alright?" He asked, looking right at you. His eyes wide and gleaming, ever so soft for you.

"Y-Yes... I'm fine, just need a sec." You breathed, unable to believe what just happened.

"Do you want me to stop?" Steve asked, softly.

"No. God, no!" You exclaimed, gripping his shirt by the front and pulling him for a messy kiss.

"Take me to bed, Captain." You sighed, before he ripped your shirt in two, and carried you with one arm to your bed, where you shared another messy kiss once more. A promise of the long night that was to come.

You both finished with a roar, Steve tenderly kissing you, allowing you both to calm down, from your climaxes. He gently pulled out and rolled off of you. Walking into your En Suite to wash himself off, and prepare your bath.

He came back a few minutes later, gently picking you up, bridal style into your shower. Where he allowed you to lean on him, shaky legs unable to keep you upright for more than a few seconds.

His hands, gentle and warm, massaging your shampoo into your hair, lathering soap all over your body, and especially on your most intimate parts. You have never felt safer, or more loved than in that very moment in Steve's arms.

Once he had given your exhausted body a final rinse, he grabbed your fluffy towel, wiped you dry, wrapped you up in it, before taking you back to the bed where, he had a shirt all ready for you to wear. Although, you definitely noticed that he hadn't brought out your own pair of underwear, instead had his own loose boxers for himself.

Steve asked if it was okay with you to wear his shirt. You agreed, as he slipped it over your head, and around your body, the gesture just as intimate as anything you've done that night with Steve.

He carefully laid you on a carefully arranged pile of pillows, and went to put on his shorts, before joining you in bed, gathering you up in his arms, and snuggling into you. Knowing that this is probably your favorite part after sex.

Rubbing your head softly, you let out a contented sigh, before pulling back slightly to look up at him, determination in your eyes.

"Steve, what was this? I-I mean, you said you'd do something to spice things up, and that I'll never expect this. And I definitely did not expect to be dominated by my Captain. But this is definitely out of the blue, what's the matter?" You asked, your face full of concern as you lovingly cupped his cheek.

"You said that you wouldn't mind if things heated up between us. And I wanted to prove that we can do more than just the regular old making love." Steve sighed. Gone was the strong facade he put up, in its place, the young boy from Brooklyn.

"I did, Steve. But I don't want you to escalate to a place you're not comfortable with." You smiled, using your hand to keep his eyes on you.

"Sex isn't just about love, or getting relief from some sexual tension, it's about communication, and telling your partner, what it is you do or don't like. And that means, taking baby steps if you want to live things up in the bedroom." You said, with a smile.

"So, I could just tell you what I want to try, and you can do the same. And it'll be alright?" Steve asked.

"Yes, Honey. We communicate, and find out together what works or what doesn't. It's about you and me. I trust you, full-heartedly, Steve. Do you trust me, too?" You asked in earnest.

"I do, Doll. I really do, you make me feel complete, and I feel safe enough with you, that I feel like I can ask, and you wouldn't judge me for it." He grinned, his smile getting bigger and bigger.

"Good. Because that means we can try bondage next time." You laughed, half jokingly.

"Slow down, Sweetheart..." Steve laughed, pulling you closer to him. Both of you, happy to have moved up a step in your relationship, and content in the safety the other provided.

Hope that this was a good one!

Until next time!

❤️ Booky

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Don’t forget to walk your hoes today!

Based on this post:

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CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE WINTER SOLDIER | Behind the Scenes Reel starring An...

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alenoah ramble

starting off strong I keep seeing those head cannons of alejandro being a jealous person, like this man would purposely one up you just because someone found you impressive in some sort of way. Honestly I could see alejandro being jealous of owen and needing to one up him in some sort of way to feel validated by the one person on their team who is barely impressed with anything he does. aka. noah, in which alejandro would definitely get pissed over owen actually getting noah to laugh and be on friendlier terms with noah then him. If you think about that one time I believe in Paris where alejandro traded a snarky remark with noah about lindsay it could have been an attempt to feel validated/ gaining noahs approval like owen had most of the season. This could either have been because he wanted noah to be on good terms with him and secure he wasn't onto his facade or to also prove he wasn't always this charismatic dude to make his act possibly seem more real or like I said previously he was simply jealous of the approval owen was getting considering how much alejandro hated owen already. To be fair I feel like noah would have been more fond of alejandro if he wasn't such a hater to owen all the time. I genuinely don't know if noah even cared that much about alejandros strategy but rather about owens well being and trying to warn him not to be naive and be aware of alejandros plans. Of course that didn't work out the best for him sadly. But continuing on the topic of noahs elimination why did alejandro get so pissed about noahs insult? I get that he was a possible threat but he NEVER got that upset with heather. He genuinely seemed mad over it,and maybe betrayed even since before hand they seemed on at least neutral terms. Honestly their dynamic is so fascinating and I wish we got more of them. They could have soloed not gonna lie. #couple goals!

[veiwryn]

Vaguely explaing Team Dynamics pt. 3

Time for Team Chris! (Courtney, Gwen, Cody, Sierra, and Tyler)

Now this is the most complicated group since no one really knows each other and the Courtney/Gwen "rivalry". They're the least functional group, which also makes them fun to think about.

Having no one to compete leadership with her, Courtney would take that role. No one objects, and the type A doesn't have to worry about anyone taking her spot, so she starts making strategies. Which is where Sierra comes in. Courtney acknowledges the uberfan's extensive knowledge and tries to make use of it, while keeping it in contract. With their dysfunctional dynamic as a team, Sierra suggests they use it to their advantage to somehow pull the rug under the two other teams. The only downside is the fan's obsession with Cody, Courtney (unlike canon) would scold her for not focusing on the challenge and (in a way) shield Cody.

Talking about the Geek, he's like the group's black sheep. While Courtney does pity him, they aren't allies as she's with Sierra. And Gwen doesn't want to be around him either due to his actions in the previous seasons. The only person he'd be around is Tyler, and the two do become friends. Especially since the athlete occasionally offers to help him with his Sierra problem (alongside Gwen, sometimes). In this au, he'd act like a middle ground, a messenger between Gwen and Courtney. And (spoiler) it's not going to last long.

Since Courtney has Sierra, and with Cody as the middle man, Gwen would be gifted Tyler as a friend. (Totally not just because of that throw away line in s1. The scene where Tyler made a jab at Duncan—who was holding a deer hostage). Honestly, Gwen has grown a lot since her debut, but I want to focus on the development with Geoff. Where she allowed herself to open up to someone who wasn't at all similar to her. And it's not like Tyler was a bad option, as far as she knew, Tyler was this innocent yet clutzy athlete. Someone who would respect her. Something she desperately needs with Courtney around, Gwen would go to him to vent and Tyler would listen. And she would do the same for Tyler. I just their friendship would be sweet, and that they'd give genuinely good advice to each other.

Plus, it allows Tyler to become a character outside of being Lindsay's girlfriend and Alejandro's pawn. I'd expect Tyler's sassiness to grow the more he hangs out with Gwen. (We need more sassy jabs coming from Tyler, the ones we have gotten were overshadowed). I'm going to take a step forward by saying that he'd be the reason Gwen and Courtney start to get along, dunno how exactly, but it's gonna be Tyler's doing. (Man deserves to create some plot)

Essentially, it's Courtney & Sierra vs. Gwen & Tyler in this one-sided rivalry. And Cody just wants out.

[abby-lynn-xx]

goodnight to my favorite td rarepairs ♥️ goodnight gwoey, goodnight scike, goodnight leshawna x heather, goodnight team chris polycule 🫶

[real-total-drama-takes]

team chris is really really really really hot and team amazon were so yaoi vs yuri tbh

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[bookishtheaterlover7]

How Long Could We Be A Sad Song?

a/n: Well, it's here! The fic that I'm most anxious to write and post. Honestly, I wrote this and got inspiration when I was in my most upset and angsty mood. Which was a few months ago, and it's been sitting within the pages of Maddie (my writing notebook), and my drafts. And somehow through a very frustrating bout of Writer's Block, as well as, the fact that I was reminded and paired my own feelings to "Taylor Swift's You're Losing Me", put it into a moodboard and boom! This fic was born.

Normally, I'd dedicate this to a special friend. But this time, I'd like to deviate, and dedicate this to myself. Weird, I know. This time though, this fic will remind me that every emotion, and every feeling is valid and if vented properly, can and will flourish into something productive and beautiful.

Alright. That's enough talk from me. I hope you all enjoy the fic. And I also hope I didn't crush you, cause well... it's angst, what else can I say? 😆

Chris Evans x Secret Girlfriend!Reader

Requested: No

WARNINGS: Panic Attacks, Angst, Established Relationship, Relationship Drama, Sad Chris, Sad Dodger

Heartbreak Divider by @firefly-graphics

Enjoy!!!

*Y/C/F/M = Your Close Family Member

Outside, the night was quiet, and peaceful. The crickets calling into the night air, frogs singing in unison, adding to the ambiance. Even the noisiest neighbor seemed to have taken some time off from being the thorn on everyone’s side. But while the world seemed almost frozen, Y/n sat in her living room, her heart pounding in her ears, and a knot forming in the pit of her stomach after she told the Love of her Life that she wanted to end their 6-year relationship. The sad part was, Chris seemed so lost as Y/n’s words hung in the air.

“I-I don’t understand...” He finally said, looking up at her from resting his head between his legs, across their living room. The space feeling more like chasm the longer this dragged on.

“I know you don’t, Chris.” Y/n sighed, getting up from her chair, and kneeling beside Chris, before taking his trembling hands in hers, hoping to give him some comfort, knowing that he could spiral into a Panic Attack in his fragile state. She knew because, if she didn’t do it for herself, she’d do the same.

They let the silence of their built home surround them, like a warm blanket. Both knew that they were only delaying the inevitable, but they selfishly wanted to hang on to what little time they had left together.

Time felt like it slowed, as Y/n’s gaze remained focused on their joined hands. Taking her back to a time years ago, on a bench, when Chris first saved Y/n...

She had been touring New York with her family, unfortunately, the crowds were too overwhelming for her, and while they were forming their lines to enter the theater of some play, Y/n couldn’t focus her breathing long enough to look at the marquee, and her chest felt tighter and tighter, as she told *Y/C/F/M that she’d like to grab a bite from the stall she saw near a bench, a few ways back, and left before he/she/they could protest.

She took advantage of the open air, and tried to regulate her breathing, by taking slow deep breaths, before arriving and collapsing on the bench. Resting her head against the back of it and feeling and inhaling the passing fresh breeze. The tightness in her chest was still there, and she continued taking deep breaths in order to regulate her breathing, not even noticing the handsome stranger, standing next to her.

“Uh, hi! Excuse me? Miss? Ar-are you okay?” He greeted, his blue eyes gleaming, as Y/n took a big breath before answering.

“Huh. Yeah. Yeah. I’m fine, Sir. Just feeling a little overwhelmed. Is all.” She laughed, wiping her cheeks. Just noticing that there were tears running down them.

“I get that. No matter how many times you do this, or come here, it can still get overwhelming... May I?” The stranger asked, gesturing to the empty space next to her. To which she nodded and scooted over a little to give him some room.

He put his bag down between his legs, opened one of the pockets and pulled out a couple of tissues, before handing them to her. That Y/n gratefully accepted, dabbing at the corners of her eyes.

“The city is actually quite beautiful, but I’d prefer it if it didn’t have so many goings on, you know?” She said, breaking the comfortable silence that settled over them.

“Oh, I definitely know. It’s places like this right here, though, that helps.” He said, admiring the way the bench overlooked a cluster of buildings in the most picturesque way.

“Is that an invitation to meet here again?” Y/n laughed.

“Maybe... Are you going to take me up on it?” The stranger laughed, his face expressing hope.

“I might...” She smiled, holding her hand out, now being able to breathe easier.

“Y/n.”

“Chris.” He replied, taking it and shaking it.

It wasn’t until Y/n returned to the theater that she realized WHO she had just met. And it definitely took her a while to shake it off, and, even if it seemed like a fluke at the time, she was pretty sure that Chris winked at her from the stage that night.

She was thankful for how he helped her. And it just became a thing for them to do the other, even a couple years later, when Chris was presented a way to possibly earn money during the pandemic.

Y/n focused her gaze on the mantel, her mind wandering to when she and Chris first made this place into their home. Moving things around, deciding which items gets put on display, what color the walls are gonna be... Back when everything was possible.

“How time flies...” She trailed off.

“Y/N/N. Baby...” Chris cried, his voice breaking at the end. Which caused Y/n to swallow a sob too.

“How can I make this better? I can fix this for us.” He said, hopping down from the seat onto Y/n’s level on the floor.

“That’s the thing, Chris. You can’t.” Y/n cried, pulling her hands away, and wrapping them around herself, in an attempt to give herself some comfort, as well as ground her.

“This is the most cliche thing that I’ve ever said, but it’s not you, it’s me. I can’t handle it... It’s getting too much for me, and the sad thing is, it’s not even your fault, because it’s my own feelings, and you’re just doing your job...” She ranted, her heart going a mile a minute, her chest feeling tighter.

“Hey. Hey.” Chris said, gently taking her hands, placing one on his cheek, and cupping her cheek, allowing her to follow his breathing, slowing hers down.

They let time pass, just holding the other close. Letting the other’s presence bring their calm. Like always.

Chris has just realized how much of a colossal fuck up he just made. How the fuck did he not notice?! That Story went from wholesome to “What did I just do?!” in just a few hours.

His heart was racing a mile a minute, and he felt like he couldn’t catch his breath. Pacing back and forth on his balcony, the fresh air rendered useless in relieving him.

“Hey. Chris, everything’s going to be alright, okay?” Y/n said, putting one hand on his shoulder, getting his attention on her.

“Deep breaths. 2 seconds in, 3 seconds out. C’mon, Babe. Do it with me.” She smiled, helping him breathe through his attack.

Some time later, Y/n helped him onto their couch. Dodger hopping on next to Chris, allowing him to pet the little guy. She had left the room to grab him a glass of water. Which after handing it over to him, she sat down behind Dodger, hand on Chris’ knee, letting her presence and silent assurance say what words may fall short on.

“We can do this, Baby. We can work through this, fight it.” Chris said, pulling back to look at Y/n’s eyes, determined.

“No, Chris. We can’t. I can’t.” She said, pulling away, and standing so that she was facing away from him, the view from their window her only comfort in this moment.

“I know that you want to make this work, because you’re you. But I can’t let you. Do you really want to stay, when I feel like a ghost in my own relationship? I literally could send you the biggest most obvious sign, and I don’t think you’d hear me.”

“But I’m here, Y/N/N. I’m right here, and I’m not going anywhere.” Chris pleaded.

“Yeah. What happens when you need to go, Chris? When they need you to do something, again. And I have to see pics of you and her, knowing full well that that’s supposed to be me. On your arm, announcing our love and our relationship to the world. Taking on every comment, every hate, every piece of scrutiny, together. Instead, the world believes in that sham, because they don’t know I exist in your life.” Y/n cried, turning towards him, not even bothering to hold her tears back anymore.

Chris tried to reach out for her, but she took a step back. Not letting him hold her, knowing full well that if he did, everything will feel right, and she won’t be able to do what she needed to.

“This is just temporary, Baby. It’ll soon end, and at some point, we can walk out of those doors, and be able to show everyone.” Chris said, tears shining in his own eyes.

“You’ve been saying that for years. And honestly, you don’t even know when will it end exactly. And it’s destroying you. I know that you only did this to help your family, but it shouldn’t be at the expense of your own happiness.” Y/n said with conviction, her gaze filled with so much intensity, Chris avoided it and made his way to their room.

“You know, I’m right, Chris.”

“Well, has it ever crossed your mind, that maybe, I’m doing this for us? That maybe, it isn’t just for myself and my family? But for our future together?” Chris yelled, exasperated.

“And you know, that I have never cared about any of that! I don’t care if you’re some world-famous actor, or some rich gazillionaire, or whatever. I care about you, Chris. I don’t know why you could never see that.” Y/n sighed in disbelief, turning away from Chris, heading out the door to grab her bags and leave, forever.

“Wait. Baby, please wait.” Chris said, grabbing her wrist, and holding it gently, not wanting to hurt her, but make one last stitch effort to make her stay.

“I love you, isn’t it enough? I’m all yours. No part of me is ever not going to be yours. We just need to hang in there a little longer.” Silence filled the air, Y/n remaining silent for what felt like hours, until she finally spoke.

“You know I will always love you, too, Chris. But I can’t stay and end up hating you as a result. I wouldn’t be able to survive that. I’m sorry.” She said, looking at his gorgeous eyes, committing them to memory, before pulling away, and continuing her short walk to the door.

She had one foot out the door, when she felt a small tug on her pant leg. Looking down at a sad Dodger, whining, begging her to stay.

“Hey, Bubba. Don’t be sad. I will never not love you. And I need you to make sure, your Daddy remembers that too. Can you do that for me?” She said, kneeling down and petting him while smiling through her tears, as Dodger barked in reply, licking her face.

“Alright. That’s my good boy.” Y/n said, giving him a final pet before nudging him away from the doorway, and closing it behind her.

The silence wasn’t as comforting without her there. Even as Dodger assumed his duties, nudging against Chris, as he petted him. He felt numb, like a huge chunk of himself was removed and no way to fill the hole.

“It’s just you and me now, Bud... Just you and me.”

a/n: You guys still good? I hope it wasn't too bad. I may need to write something to balance out the angst, but that'll be a while... 😬

Special thanks to the best girls in the world for encouraging me, and getting me through my panic attacks to finish this. I couldn't have done it without you. Love y'all! 🥹❤️

And I'm also pretty sure that this'll be the only Chris Evans as himself fanfiction I'll ever write or post... We'll see.

But will this be my last Taylor Swift x CE/Character song fic? Definitely not 😉

Until the next one! Stay safe and sane, Everyone 🫶

❤ Booky

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Another batch of recs for @totaldramaficrecweek comin' up! Days 5 through 7.

Day 5 (19 July): Favourite Gen Fic

Too Many Cooks Spoil The Spaghetti by courtney-deserved-better, a re-write of "If You Can't Take The Heat…" with different characters who get into different wacky situations than in canon. I liked how the other characters played matchmaker with DJ and Duncan -- so sweet! The Gwen & Tyler focus was also really great. It's so rare to see them interact in fic, which is a shame since I like their dynamic. This one has plenty of soul and was fun to read.

For this next rec, I actually searched around for one I've never read before writing this list and found Team CIRRRRH's Descent Into Foam World by PPP SSC, (warning, it's only on FanFiction.Net.) Alejandro tells a spooky story right before his team begins mysteriously disappearing... Spooky! The ending makes it though, as I feel it's formulaic and too cartoony for my taste otherwise.

Day 6 (20 July): Favourite Romance

You Make My Knees Turn to Jelly by CerendaRoth, which is a Nowen futurefic. Aquarium dates are the cutest and it was nice to see these two live comfortably even after doing the reality show circuit -- for Nowen in particular I'm a sucker for fluff.

Day 7 (21 July): Overall Favourite

Brick_bronze165's Aletyler week 2023 by Brick_bronze165, a series of seven Aletyler one-shots written as a sort of personal ship week. I read each part of this when they came out, and I still occasionally reread them, since I love the ship and all the ways Brick_bronze165 explored it. The fics aren't incredible on face value, but I live on Aletyler scraps and this is like a buffet LOL.

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Chris Evans Characters In The Delivery Room

Steve Rogers:

You have an emergency c-section with James, so Steve was in the OR with you.

You had a placental abruption because the cord was wrapped around James' neck.

James was in incubator in the NICU, yet pulled through.

Steve stayed with you the entire time you were in the hospital.

He was the first one to hold James as soon as he was out of the incubator.

You were the second.

You breastfed James.

Steve drew this.

Steve's with you when you give birth to Sarah Anne and Margaret Louise.

You home birth Sarah and Margaret.

Steve helped you through each birth.

In his day, dad's were not allowed to be in the delivery room, or even be in the same room as their wives when they were giving birth.

Times have changed.

Steve gets to hold and bond with all three of his kids.

He got to hold Sarah Anne and Margaret Louise right before they were cleaned up.

Seeing you give birth just doesn't phase him.

Steve wouldn't trade it for the world, and he got to spend his kids first few moments bonding with them.

He was even the first one to feel their first kick.

Ransom Drysdale:

Ransom is more nervous than you are.

Did you mention that you're the one that has to push the twins out?

Ransom rushes you to the hospital the second you have the first contraction.

He calls the doctor.

Ransom isn't going to wait until your contractions are closer together.

He's taking you to the hospital NOW!

"Ransom, calm down!"

"CALM DOWN?! HOW THE HELL CAN I CALM DOWN AT A TIME LIKE THIS?! YOU'RE IN LABOR! YOU'RE MY WIFE!"

"Ransom, it's only the first contraction. It'll be a while before they become closer together."

You're more much more calmer than Ransom is right now.

The wheelchair is in the car, and the infant seats are loaded in there.

So is the hospital bag.

So is the stroller.

Ransom made sure that EVERYTHING that was on the list was in the hospital bag.

You're checked in, and Ransom puts the hospital bag in your lap.

He wheels you to your room.

Early in the morning, you're wheeled to the delivery room.

Ransom changes into scrubs,

You have the hospital gown on backwards to make it easier to give birth.

Ransom almost faints, but manages to keep it together for you.

He even cuts the cords when the twins come out.

Harlan arrives first, followed by Katherine 25 minutes later.

Ransom tears up when Katherine is born, but you can't wipe the genuine smile off of his face.

Ransom gets to hold them after you.

He even gives both Harlan and Katherine skin-to-skin contact.

Ransom takes the three of you home after a few days.

Ransom wouldn't trade it for the world.

Andy Barber:

Andy took care of you when you were pregnant with Joy.

You had hyperemesis gravidarum when you were pregnant with Joy.

He won't let you lift or carry anything.

You're off your feet as much as possible.

"Honey, I'll take care of the laundry. You shouldn't be lifting that heavy basket."

"Honey, let me bring in the groceries. You shouldn't be lifting those heavy bags."

"Sit down, honey. I'll unpack the groceries."

You go into labor on March 6.

Andy starts to time your contractions.

Andy rushes you to the hospital.

You give birth to Joy, and Andy is in the delivery room.

He cuts the umbilical cord.

He went through this whole song and dance with Laurie, so he knew what he was doing.

He's also in the delivery room when you give birth to Penelope.

He got you to the hospital straight away, on account of your diabetes.

Andy wouldn't trade this for the world.

Colins Shea

Colin goes through the list every day until you go into labor.

Cole loves talking to your belly, singing to your belly, rubbing cocoa butter on your belly, and feeling Harper and Robbie kick.

You planned a water birth.

When you go into labor after your doctor's appointment, you're more nervous than Colin.

Colin is the one who rushes you to the hospital, and gets his brother because his brother is a cop, and he wanted to make sure you guys got to the hospital safely.

Eventually, Colin helps you get into the birthing pool, and he's in his swim trunks.

Damn, does he need to be shirtless right now?

Colin is behind you, and you start to push.

Harper Marie Shea is born.

Four years later, you give birth to Robert James Shea on December 4, 2014.

Colin was also in the birthing pool with you when you were giving birth to Robbie.

The Shea clan is now complete.

Jake Jensen

You're 38 and a half weeks along with the girls.

Jake leads you back to the couch, and places pillows under your feet and under your head.

You're making sugar cookies for your niece's bake sale, but Jake takes over, and manages to finish them without burning.

Dinner was a whole different story.

Jake orders pizza.

Later that night, you have your first contraction.

Jake gets you to the hospital early the next morning.

You start to push.

Anna Eve is born first, then Elsa Marie is born a few minutes later.

Jake faints in the delivery room.

A few days later, you and Jake go home with Anna and Elsa.

They're the best Christmas present.

Johnny Storm

Johnny is in the delivery room when you give birth to Jake.

Johnny keeps it together, knowing that his son will be born soon.

Your contractions start, sooner than expected, and Johnny calls the midwife.

You have a home birth, because your house is basically fireproof.

A hospital just isn't!

You have the nursery set up, and you give birth right in your and Johnny's bedroom.

Jake is cleaned up by the midwife.

Johnny was behind you the whole time.

It was important that Johnny didn't get too excited.

Your mind goes back to the Superbowl when you and Johnny just moved in together.

He almost burned your house down!

Now, he managed to keep it together because you needed him right now.

Jacob Allen Storm is born on November 7.

He looks just like Johnny!

"IT'S A BOY! GO TEAM BOY!"

Of course, it's a boy.

Johnny was always on team boy!

You never told Johnny, but you were team girl.

Aunt Susan was team girl.

You pump your milk, and feed Jake from a bottle.

Jake just couldn't breast feed.

You and Johnny are more in love, and fell in love with Jake the second he was placed in your arms.

Pete Brenner

Pete is working from home, and when your contractions start on March 16, Pete springs into action.

Pete has the hospital bag packed, the car seat is loaded in the car, so is the stroller.

On March 17, you give birth to Zoe Eve Brenner.

He's missing out on the festivities, but the birth of your first child is something that he's not missing.

He calls your parents and his parents with updates-every hour!

"She's ready to go into the delivery room! Gotta go!"

Pete is in scrubs, and is telling you when to breathe, when to push, wiping the sweat from your forehead, saying soothing things.

Three years later, you give birth to Mary Elizabeth Brenner.

Mary is born on July 5.

Pete is behind you, then, too.

Pete was the first one to hold both girls.

Pete cut the cords.

Pete loves being a dad.

He loves being a girl dad!

Cole Turner

Cole delivers the twins, while he's rushing you to the hospital.

Your contractions are at two minutes apart, and when he sees how far your dilating, you're at ten centimeters.

Cole removes your pants and your panties, and he tells you to start pushing!

Lucas Jeffrey is born first, then Dawn Eve is born.

The twins are healthy.

Cole didn't help deliver the twins-he actually delivered them!

Yep, the same place where you got a flat tire, and met Cole was the same place where you gave birth!

The ambulance arrives, and Cole follows.

The twins make you and Cole feel complete.

Cole loves being a dad!

He reads to the twins every day!

You also read to the twins.

You and Cole take the twins home after a few days.

Cole and you fall even more in love.

Cole loves being a dad, and he loves his twins!

Ari Levinson

Ari is ready to go!

He gets you in the car in record time.

You're in the hospital in no time!

The car seats are loaded in the car, so is the stroller, the diaper bags, and the hospital bag.

Ari loves talking to your belly, and rubbing cocoa butter on your belly.

You don't want to get stretch marks.

Ari is behind you, and eventually Zachary Andrew is born first, then Elijah Matthew is born.

He cuts their cords, and he gets to hold them.

Of course, twin boys are much different than twin girls.

You and Ari decide to have a bris for the boys, because Ari's Jewish, and you want to keep a few traditions.

Five years later, Lillian Eve is born.

Ari is behind you, and he cuts the cord. He's the first to hold Lillian.

Your and Ari's heart are full of even more love.

The boys also love Lillian, and they stop arguing.

When it's time to feed Lillian, the boys won't let you or Ari feed her.

Zachary likes to hold her, while Elijah likes to feed her from her bottle.

The boys never argue over who gets to feed Lillian because of their arrangement.

Of course, they're super protective of Lillian.

Ari loves being a dad, and spending time with you and the kids.

[veiwryn]

Egypt Episode after Teams are formed pt 3. — Team Chris

Without Izzy on the (newly dubbed) Team Chris, the camel is more difficult to travel with. No one on that team can make it move, and the only reason they hadn't abandoned it, is because of Sierra.

Courtney was frustrated and nearly gave up when the uberfan pulled her arm and told the team they had to figure something out. That Chris wouldn't give them something without reason. She would go a little more into depth, like how in the final four challenge in season one—Sierra mentioning Duncan made Court very bitter for a quick moment—where Chris and Chef left only two bags with different items. Saying how Chris was definitely testing them, so they should take the camel!

Not wanting to argue with her potential ally, and being surprised by the logic, Courtney relented. And the team continued to bribe the camel, it wasn't until Courtney made a sound of frustration did the camel move.

"Courtney, do that again!" Called Gwen, without question the Type A does so. The camel moves a few steps forward. THE CAMEL MOVED!! Even if it was Gwen who said it, Courtney can't help but be happy that they finally found a way to get the darn animal to walk. Now it was time to venture off.

Rather than have Cody hanging by the tail, Sierra would cradle him. The geek shoots the camera an anxious look while Sierra wears a content smile. Courtney is at the front, while Gwen is in the back. Tyler and Sierra (with Cody in the fan's lap) act like barriers in case an argument arises. Not like they minded, Tyler was more than happy to talk with Sierra as Courtney instructed the camel to go.

(There'd be a confessional from Courtney about having to add "Fluent in camel" to her resume).

They're the last team to arrive to the Nile, and everyone else is half-way done with their boats. With Sierra's skills in basket weaving, they quickly catch up and managed to finish their boat around the same time as everyone else.

But another problem arises when they have to make the camel move onto the boat, it wouldn't budge. No matter what Courtney did, and the odd looks it got her from everyone, the camel wouldn't move.

Having some down time, Izzy would come over and say how she was impress by Courtney's camel talk, offering a few pointers. Izzy exclaimed how she'd wish to speak camel with Courtney more often before Eva came over to take Iz back.

Having learned a few things, Courtney uses it to move the camel onto the boat. (Although they're behind the other two groups). It does work.

Other stuff I forgot to mention for this team;

Cody would have a confessional saying how Sierra makes him uncomfortable. He wouldn't have a lot of speaking lines, but is seen by Tyler when he's not with Sierra.

Sierra, as much as I hated this plot, is creepy towards Cody. But it's mild. She mainly carries him around and reveals things about Cody, or any other contestant. While she wants to stick with Cody, but she acknowledges that helping Courtney would be more beneficial to the team. (And it wouldn't risk the elimination of her or her codykins). Plus, it's not like Courtney is giving her much of a choice.

Tyler, like Cody, isn't a prominent character this episode. He'd be used for comedic gags, and as Cody's escape from Sierra. However, there will be a small moment where he asks if Gwen’s okay and offer comforting words. Having no one else to confide in, this would be the start of the Gwen-Tyler friendship, even if they don't realize it yet.

Speaking of Gwen, not having Heather on their team doesn't give her or Courtney a person to blame. So the "blame" would fall onto Gwen. Instead of Heather being the target, Courtney will target Gwen, and she doesn't try to stop it. Instead prompting to distance herself from the CIT to make herself less visible. She tries to stay in the background, but she has her moments throughout the episode.

And I don't think I have much to say on Courtney.

Three teams in the Nile, and the end of the episode is approaching quickly. Let's see how the cast's time in Egypt end!