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“Sorry I’m late.”

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Steggy Secret Santa gift for @littlereyofsunlight 2/2

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She looked up at him, meeting his eyes in the mirror as he sat down. "It's... odd," she admitted slowly. "I know it's nice, but I still can't believe it's real." She turned, looking at him. "I keep half expecting you to disappear."

Steve entered the bedroom and sat on the bed, unbuttoning his shirt. "It's nice, isn't it? The change of pace I mean... I imagine even after I went in the ice you only slept when you had to." He said as he looked at her.

#v: to the present #patrickoharaandco

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@steggyfanevents | STEGGY MONTH CELEBRATION 24’ week 3, day 1: the road to endgame - a steggy walking post

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Steggy Week 2k18 - Day 1 (Favorite moments)

#can I shoot at something today? #i just feel it would be really cathartic

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(This one is an oldie but I love it) 

Peggy and Steve 

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peggy carter is the best marvel hero. full stop. no powers? no problem she’ll just pick up whatever the fuck she can find and beat the living shit out of the bad guys while jazz music plays in the background and her red lipstick and curls remain pristine

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PEGGY CARTER 1.01 "Now is Not the End"

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Peggy groaned, pulling back to bite her bottom lip as the cool metal squeezes her gently until she was oh so slightly sensitive and sore under his attention. She curled in, burying her face in his neck as she ground down on his fingers with more determination, pushed closer and closer to her peak. Her muscles grew tighter with each passing moment.

#v: tbd #patrickoharaandco #usfw

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PROMPTS FOR ORDINARY THINGS THAT FEEL INTIMATE *  inspired by this post. these don't have to be romantic - you can specify romantic or not when you send them. in essence, these are simply intimate, affectionate moments to share with someone you love and care about. adjust as necessary, send 'reverse' for the reversal of the prompt

[ lean ] sender rests their head on receiver's shoulder

[ shop ] sender and receiver go to the grocery store together

[ brush ] sender brushes receiver's hair

[ tie ] sender helps receiver with their tie, either by putting it on or adjusting it

[ necklace ] sender helps receiver with the clasp of their necklace from behind

[ zip up ] sender assists receiver with zipping up a piece of clothing

[ unzip ] sender assists receiver with unzipping a piece of clothing

[ shoelaces ] sender bends down to tie receiver's shoelaces

[ swipe ] sender notices a smudge of something on receiver's face and gently wipes it off

[ braid ] sender braids receiver's hair

[ jacket ] sender takes their jacket off and hangs it on receiver's shoulders

[ puddle ] sender hurries to stop receiver from stepping into a puddle

[ drinks ] sender brings receiver a drink from a bar/their kitchen

[ feed ] sender feeds receiver's pet/s for them

[ cook ] sender and receiver cook a meal together

[ feed ] sender allows receiver to try a bite of their dish, holding their fork out for receiver to taste

[ teach ] sender, an expert at something, takes time to teach receiver how it works and how they can get better at it, too

[ readjust ] sender comes up behind receiver and readjusts their stance (maybe holding a gun, holding a golf club, aiming for something, etc.) to help them

[ makeup ] sender fixes receiver's makeup for them

[ bathroom ] sender and receiver go to a public restroom together and have a normal conversation in between the stalls

[ aloud ] sender reads aloud to receiver

[ refill ] sender refills receiver's glass without asking

[ massage ] sender notices receiver looks tense, steps up behind them, and massages their shoulders

[ listen ] sender listens to receiver explain something they're passionate about

[ silence ] sender and receiver comfortably exist in silence together, both of them working or reading or focusing on something different

[ food ] sender brings food over to receiver's house

[ hum ] sender hums along to a song receiver is singing

[ see ] sender sees something that reminds them of receiver and texts them a picture of it

[ admire ] sender stares at receiver across a room, silently admiring and appreciating them from afar

[ win ] sender lets receiver beat them in a game

[ puzzle ] sender helps receiver solve/put together a puzzle

[ carry ] after receiver falls asleep in an inconvenient place, sender carries them to a bed and tucks them in

[ kneel ] sender finds receiver sick in the bathroom ("tossing their cookies"), and kneels beside them, holding their hair back and cleaning their face

[ clean ] sender helps bathe receiver

[ wash ] sender helps receiver wash their hair

[ patch ] sender carefully patches one of receiver's wounds

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AGENT CARTER (2015-2016) —

1.2 Bridge and Tunnel

2.9 A Little Song and Dance

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STEGGY ANNIVERSARY MONTH week two — Steve 👱🏻‍♂️

CAPTAIN AMERICA: THE FIRST AVENGER (2011) —

dir. Joe Johnston.

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an unexpected arrival. (A PROMPT LIST!)

so a lovely anonymous angel asked for a list of prompts relating to an unexpected pregnancy, and i made a list! i have two other lists over on my other blog that i'm gonna reblog over here, but there may be some slight overlap with these; however, unlike the other two lists, these focus exclusively on the unexpected part. DON'T ADD TO THIS LIST, DON'T CLAIM IT AS YOUR OWN! but do have a tonne of fun with them!

" so, remember last week, when i had the flu and i couldn't leave my house? turns out it wasn't the flu. i'm pregnant. "

" i'm telling you about this baby because you deserve to know. that's all. i don't expect anything from you. i don't need you to step up or whatever. i just thought you ought to know. "

" i'm sure you don't need to be reminded, but... getting pregnant wasn't exactly part of the whole life plan. "

" you're sure? i mean, you did the test properly? maybe it was a false positive. or, or maybe you didn't read the results right... "

" a baby... well. that certainly complicates things, doesn't it? "

" i don't even know if i want kids. "

" could you please just stop reminding me that this isn't part of the plan?! you think i don't know that?! we're having a baby, i'm terrified enough without you reminding me! "

" look. i'm/you're not the first person to get pregnant, and i/you won't be the last. we're gonna figure it out, alright? "

" my place isn't even close to being big enough for a baby... they need so much stuff. cribs, prams, diaper stations... and my neighbors complain enough as it is, they'll evict me if i have a screaming baby as well... "

" hey... why don't you move in with me? i've got plenty of space, and my walls are thick, so the baby could scream as loud as they want. you could stay as long as you like. "

" should... we get married? i mean, that's what you do, isn't it? when someone's having a baby? "

" okay, we're not getting married. i mean, i appreciate the gesture, but... there's plenty of single parents out there. what's one more, right? "

" god... we are so stupid. i mean, seriously! any idiot knows that condoms aren't 100% effective! if we're dumb enough to forget that, how are we meant to look after a baby?! "

" you... you're kidding, right? this is a joke? it's a fake pregnancy test, some weird, slightly out of touch belated april fool's prank? "

" it's honestly insane that we didn't figure it out sooner... i mean, those were some wild cravings, right? "

" when you say late... do you mean like, a few days? or are we talking... months? "

" no, no, this... it changes everything. EVERYTHING. i... i don't know if i'm ready for this, i don't think i'm parent material, i... "

" hey. you're not alone. you got that? it takes a village, right? i'm gonna help you every step of the way. we all will. this kid, if you choose to go through with it... they'd be okay. "

" you know i support you. whatever choice you end up making. i will always be by your side. okay? "

" if this is some weird idea of a joke, i have to tell you, it's not funny. i mean, you're having a baby AND i'm somehow the dad? a little much, no? "

" no, i want to step up. it took two of us to make this baby, and i want to make sure you know that, if you go ahead with this, there's gonna be two of us to raise them, too. "

" the father doesn't believe that the baby is his. "

" okay. so screw the father. i'm going to be here to help you. okay? we'll parent this kid so well, they'll never want to know who their real dad is. "

" so... you wanna tell me who the father is? "

" the surprise baby is actually not just one baby. we're having twins/triplets/etc. "

" hey, hey... don't worry, okay? it's alright. it's all going to be okay. condoms break, yeah? it's no biggie... "

" what do you mean, you think?! haven't you taken a pregnancy test yet? "

" that's a lot of pregnancy books you got there... got something you want to tell me? "

" have you told the father yet? "

" i guess, seeing how you rushed over here so fast to tell me the news, that you think the baby is mine? "

" look, we both made plans, right? and obviously shit happens, but... a baby is a pretty massive deal. "

" how many other people have you told about the pregnancy? "

" what do you want to do? "

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For perhaps one of the first times since she'd known Steve, Peggy felt at a loss for words. It wasn't a bad feeling necessarily. "Come here, you," she demanded, pulling him down to kiss her softly, before teasing, "Don't want that to go unsaid either."

Steve had grown a lot more confident over the years they had been apart, he had to learn how to be his own person. Without someone to fall back on or be there if he messed up. "Well I've had a lot of time to think over everything I'd want to say to you." Steve pointed out as he played with her hair softly. "Don't want anything to go unsaid."

#v: to the present #scinglives

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"Call..." she whispered, trying her damnedest not to break, but she feels a tear escape, trailing down her cheek as she looked him. "I want to make this work. I don't want to be here alone. I want you to come home. I just... I don't know where we go from here. How do we fix this?"

Peggy still held back, her hand in his, searching his face as if the answer might be there.

Callum sighed as she froze, part of him wanted her to just admit that she had a part in this, in their breakdown. That it wasn't just him assuming things, but maybe that was asking too much. He loved her and he thought he had shown her that, but clearly not.

"I won't." He said and looked in to her eyes, wondering if he was too late. They needed to talk, they needed to sit down and see how they could get through this. Get away from work and bills and actually focus on one another. "You are the most amazing person in the world, and I mean that. I never meant to assume anything bad about you. I thought I had pushed you away and maybe I did. And maybe now I won't ever be able to get you back."

#★ v: modern girls always get their way (modern) #scinglives

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The moment his lips are on her, Peggy felt her heart stop for just a moment. She hadn't realized until just this very moment how fully she'd desired this very thing. His lips are soft against hers, and after a moment she surrenders to the feeling, letting her eyes drift closed.

The moment his tongue asks for entrance to her lips, she parts them, tongue tangling with his. He pulls her close and she goes willingly, heart thrumming in her chest, pounding wildly against his thumb on her throat.

She has to tell herself this is simply a one time thing, has to believe it's a fleeting moment, though she's not being honest with herself and she knows it. They're drawn to each other and have been forever. But there's no promise for anything but this moment and she can't deny herself this, not when her entire body sings with desire.

Her fingers rumple in the lapel of his shirt, keeping him close to her as one kiss turns to another, more heated and passionate, a gasp escaping as it does.

Bucky had been content in the small comfort of her skin against his in the smaller gestures he'd presented. He'd been satisfied to absorb her warmth and comfort with all the greediness of a child who'd forgotten kindness. Maybe it's true that he broke down the barrier they'd danced behind and utilized to keep themselves safe, but it is Peggy that takes the bigger leap.

For a moment, her hand on his cheek, he thinks about drawing back. It is a moment where his heart flutters in a fear that's almost humiliating. It is not because he does not want to kiss her, it is because she's not some woman met by chance that just wanted to kiss a soldier and thank him for his service. He'd seen the boys take full advantage, sneak off. Hell, he'd done it himself a few times just to cut some of the tension of the bad things happening around them.

It is because Peggy isn't the type of woman you just kiss once and walk away from. He does not see her as a woman to use for carnal comforts and dismiss. Bucky is afraid because he realizes there is a reason she's the one he looks for at the end of the day to make sure she's still standing.

He kisses her back tentatively, at first. That initial press of lips closed against each other as if just testing the waters. As if he's still waiting for her to realize or act on the fact that this is, in fact, a very bad idea. But when she doesn't, and he's over the initial shock, he releases her hand to cup her face too and draw her closer. To press his kiss firmer, to open his mouth, lick at the seam of hers, and revel in the caress of her tongue against his.

He teases and tempts, tilting his head to further deepen it. He drops his hands from her jaw to the sides of her neck, and the press of the pad of his thumb against her pulse and throat, and Bucky knows when he draws back to grin at her, his lips are going to be smeared and sticky with the lipstick she'd so meticulously applied only an hour before.

#v: wwii #lamentingwclf

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steve's tight little shirts