Steve Rogers In Stealth Suit | BTS |Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Steve Rogers in Stealth Suit | BTS | Captain America: The Winter Soldier

Omg I just read that Steggy fic and holy shit it's so good! I could see all the traits that Peggy possesses in that small fic. We all wondered what happened when Steve went to return the stones and this fic fits perfectly in that timeline. I always cry a little whenever I see Steggy moments (cause I just can't handle the longing expressions on their faces) and this was one of those. Tysm!

Errare Humanum Est - Epilogue

The Dakrness and the Light

Type: series, soulmate AU series  (part 1, part 2)  x Supernatural

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader   Word count: 3530

Summary: There are loose ends to tie; with Sam and Dean… and other friends. You really thought the times for rendering you speechless were gone. 

You were wrong.

Warnings: swearing, brief angst, guilt trips, brief talk on religion, fluff

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True to your words, you decided to ask the experts on weird people appearing out of nowhere and shooting light from their hands about the strange experience you had; an encounter that resulted in you gaining your memories back.

Sam and Dean were ecstatic when you told them about remembering everything – including the time you had spent with them though, one set of memories not replacing the other.

After enough cheering via your Skype call, you sent the footage.

The silence stretched as the brothers watched the recording, their eyes wide with an emotion you couldn’t quite place. They seemed spooked, shocked, perplexed and quite a bit fascinated too, to be honest. Steve’s arm around your waist tightened, both of you holding your breath in anticipation.

Oh God, who was the woman? Was she a friend of Rowena? Worse, was she a friend of the King of Hell they had mentioned? Who-

“Holy shit,” Sam finally exclaimed, making you blink in shock. Since when Sam swore? Admittedly, you hadn’t spent that much time with them, but-?

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Now wait a damn second, come back here and freaking explain to me that why I won't like the upcoming multi-chapter fic?! I mean, is there some major angst like a breakup or worse you are going to kill someone? 🤨

Also I'm not on AO3 (idk why but I just can't read any fic on that website properly like where is the damn 'next chapter' link in there?) but I'll definitely check that fic out!

And you did kinda leave me hanging there, at the end. I mean, don't even talk about Marvel, they are such a tease!

Tysm!

Errare Humanum Est - Epilogue

The Dakrness and the Light

Type: series, soulmate AU series  (part 1, part 2)  x Supernatural

Pairing: Steve Rogers x reader   Word count: 3530

Summary: There are loose ends to tie; with Sam and Dean… and other friends. You really thought the times for rendering you speechless were gone. 

You were wrong.

Warnings: swearing, brief angst, guilt trips, brief talk on religion, fluff

Story masterlist

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True to your words, you decided to ask the experts on weird people appearing out of nowhere and shooting light from their hands about the strange experience you had; an encounter that resulted in you gaining your memories back.

Sam and Dean were ecstatic when you told them about remembering everything – including the time you had spent with them though, one set of memories not replacing the other.

After enough cheering via your Skype call, you sent the footage.

The silence stretched as the brothers watched the recording, their eyes wide with an emotion you couldn’t quite place. They seemed spooked, shocked, perplexed and quite a bit fascinated too, to be honest. Steve’s arm around your waist tightened, both of you holding your breath in anticipation.

Oh God, who was the woman? Was she a friend of Rowena? Worse, was she a friend of the King of Hell they had mentioned? Who-

“Holy shit,” Sam finally exclaimed, making you blink in shock. Since when Sam swore? Admittedly, you hadn’t spent that much time with them, but-?

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Chris Evans for FILA, 2015.

This is perfect! This is everything I wanted to read before I can just die happily. Like it's beautiful and fluffy and a masterpiece overall. It should be a crime to write like this! I literally have no words for this. Thank you so much for writing this! I really loved it. 💙

light years.

Steve Rogers || word count: 3,450 || To make sure his relationship has a future, Steve makes one more stop while putting the stones back, hoping to fix a few mistakes he had made.

» part of the you are the sun universe but can be read as a stand alone. Written for @justagirlinafandomworld​‘s Time Travel Challenge. My darling Yvette, I hope you had a wonderful birthday!! I adore you so. inspired by The National’s “Quiet Light” and “Light Years”.

warnings; a sprinkle of angst with a dash of fluff, and a lot of Steve Rogers. poorly edited.

In the dark, the silence is deafening.

Steve has to try a little too hard to focus on the noises outside his window, instead of the ones inside his head. He closes his eyes and inhales deeply, the open windows letting the morning air circulate through the room making the curtains dance a little and rustle the corner of a few papers he’s got laying around the vanity. 

This was her favorite time of the day, he always thinks. Right before the sun would rise, when the darkness would become thick before it’d break and the dark sky would turn lighter, fill with pink and orange shades, the sunshine making him squint his eyes a moment before they got used to it. 

He always gives himself this moment — just this one moment to feel the weight of it all. 

He gives himself this moment to think of her hands and her hair and the shape of her smile. He thinks of her raspy voice wishing him a good morning, and the taste of coffee in her kisses the few times she’s been up before he is.

He feels how much it hurts. 

It’s been five years already, but it hurts just the same. 

Some mornings Steve doesn’t think he’ll be able to get out of bed at all, other mornings he’s more hopeful — today’s one of those days. 

Like every morning, he abandons himself at that moment and gets on with his day. 

He hopes it’s the last time. 

After five years, they finally have a chance. 

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