Where’s the Disney movie with Chris Evans and John Barrowman?
The one where they spend the whole movie making out, I mean.
Aha! Dug up the link. It’s sad when you’ve written so damned many fanfics that you can’t remember them all.
From A Point Adrift in Time:
The man winked at Steve. “Buy me a drink, and I’ll tell you.”
“No,” the Doctor said in a warning tone.
“But we’ve only just met,” Captain Harkness protested.
The Doctor got up off his stool. “Which is more than enough. Let’s go, Jack.”
Captain Harkness looked Steve over in an open, assessing way that would’ve been embarrassing if Steve hadn’t endured it far too many times since the serum. Once, that sort of regard had been a fantasy. No one had looked at him that way; even Bucky had only ever looked at him with pity. Now, though, it was too much, and Steve felt his face go hot.
“Any time you want to reminisce, you come find me,” Captain Harkness said. “Cardiff. It’s in Wales. Ask for Torchwood.”
That point in a piece of fanfiction where you can tell something embarrassing is about to happen so you start fucking around on tumblr because you’re a huge baby with a crippling overabudance of empathy.
I do this with every media I consume. I pause movies and have to walk around and prepare myself for second-hand embarrassment sometimes.
WIP of hipster Thor, with crappy perspective. Too lazy to post from my computer so I’m posting a crappy photo instead. His hair is supposed to have blue tips but it looks black on my screen.