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otter-pop-supreme · 3 months

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Rainbow: Hey Blue?

Blue: Yes, Rainbow Steve?

Rainbow: Hey Blue?

Blue: What is it, Bow?

Rainbow: Hey Blue?

Blue: Yes?

Rainbow: Hey Blue?

Blue: YES?

Rainbow: Adopt me?

Blue: YES! waIT WHA-

Rainbow, handing him forged adoption papers: Congrats, you're a father (=

#steve saga #the steve saga #steve saga origin #favremysabre #rainbow steve #blue steve sso

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mariii-the-shapeshifter · 1 year

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I wasn't in a "I want to draw things" mood, so to cure that, I tried drawing something I liked. The result was some Twisted Timeline flavored Origins content.

In other news, some of Rainbow's colors have been lightened. I didn't like how they looked before.

#marii's arts #fanart #digital art #mcyt #favremysabre #steve saga #steve saga origins #the twisted timeline #tss!hypno steve #tss!rainbow steve #sso!blue steve #tss!winter #though I like the idea of drawing Hypno #in practice...#not only are his hair and clothes very fun (/s) to draw #but I also never know when enough is enough when adding his magic effects

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alastyr-not-alastair · 3 months

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Light Steve is even more of an oddity in my fanfic than he is in canon

Technically speaking, he’s a blue steve, but his colour is so light that it’s difficult to tell

Also technically, he shouldn’t exist at all? Or if he did, he should have been a small child

Also also technically he’s Rainbow’s son, due to being made directly from Rainbow’s energy, more specifically the extra blue steve inside of him that ended up being split out when Sabre did that whole splitting up thing. This also means that Light Steve is bluebow’s child kinda sorta (sso!blue is where light gets his ice from since rainbows blue creator only had water abilities)

Also also also since there was wayyy too much energy in rainbow that it couldn’t possibly have settled into becoming a small child that was totally normal, light Steve’s growth was accelerated to absurd amounts (he was a child with the energy of like, 1 and a half adults) AND when he spawned in he was a teenager anyway since being a small child would have probably made him blow up

He managed to become a full grown adult in like a month and for that month Rainbow tried his best to take care of the child he had just had on accident

It’s a miracle the guy exists in the first place, let alone the fact that he’s survived this long

#sins of the forefathers #steve saga #favremysabre #rainbow steve #light steve #bluebow #very minor though

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illusion-reality-steve · 1 year

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Au concept: au where sabre is in sso

That is such a cool idea! We got an attempt at a TSS and SSO crossover during Time and Elemental’s arc, but that didn’t go anywhere. I think it would be so cool if Sabre entered SSO’s storyline via that unexplored time traveling aspect!

Like what if Sabre had a chance to travel back in time to undo some major mistakes and erase some tragedies from existence? He would get a chance to meet a younger Rainbow Steve and the younger version of his friends. I’m basically imagining this like a Terminator plot, but for the Steve Saga. I’m a huge fan of time travel stories, even though I cry every single time I have written a fanfic that involves time travel.

Anyways, if you mean an AU where Sabre is in SSO with no time travel, I wonder what would happen if early “I study Steves for the lols” Sabre was in SSO. Rainbow and Blue already have to deal with Nightmare destroying Steves. Imagine how they’d react if they see just a guy wandering through their ruined civilization with a camera and saying, “woah, what happened here? I’m gonna touch everything I see for science!”

Oh man, imagine what would happen if Sabre found the artifacts before Rainbow and Blue did. Imagine what would happen if Sabre unleashed Hypno before Rainbow and Blue did, because of course he would.

Thank you for the ask, anon! This AU’s got me pumped!

#asks #anonymous #steve saga #steve saga origins #steve saga au #favremysabre #tss!sabre #tss!rainbow steve #tss!blue steve #rainbow steve #blue steve #steve au ask a thon

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sweetsmellosuccess · 4 years

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Concluding our round-up of New York Film Festival offerings from this year's virtual festival (last week's installment can be found on blooddirtangels.com), we have a fresh quartet of entries, ranging from another strong piece from Steve McQueen's "Small Axe," to a stunning ode to the life of farm animals, in peace and otherwise; to a new brilliant performance by a most-welcome actress, enjoying a later-career resurgence.

#sweet smell of success #ssos #piers marchant #films #movies #NYFF 2020 #nyff58 #gunda #I carry you with me #red white and blue #steve mcqueen #jon boyega #french exit #michelle pfeiffer #lucas hedges #patrick dewitt #arkansas democrat-gazette

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wiypt-writes · 3 years

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Stark Spangled Banner

Ch46: Just A Formality

Intro: Emmy gets into a spot of trouble at school, which leads the family to make a joint decision that will change their lives forever. And together with their friends they celebrate Jamie’s birthday, will a little surprise for Emmy too.

Warnings: Bad Language words. Slight angst (teenagers) and Steve being a very overprotective dad…

Pairing: Steve Rogers x OFC Katie Stark

A/N: Yeah, I love this chapter. I hope you all do too. And thank @angrybirdcr for the edit...it mushed my insides!

Disclaimer: This is a pure work of fiction and classified as 18+. Please respect this and do not read if you are underage. I do not own any characters in this series bar Katie Stark and the other OCs. By reading beyond this point you understand and accept the terms of this disclaimer.

Chapter 45

Stark Spangled Banner Masterlist // Main Masterlist

February 2021

“So what do you think?” Rhodey asked as he stood, arms folded, looking at the screen. Natasha was stood next to him, nervously chewing on her nail and Steve was looking at the rather gory photos that they had been sent through from the Mexican Authorities.

“Is it definitely him?” Steve sighed, looking at the screen again. In a million years he would never have expected Barton to be capable of such out and out gore and violence, but then again the man had lost his entire family- wife and three kids. Steve wasn’t sure how he would react should anything happen to Katie, Emmy or Jamie.

“Yeah.” Nat sighed, pressing another button. This time it flipped to some CCTV footage of the incident. They three of them watched as Clint took down six gang members, brutally, and with a final swipe of the samurai sword he was holding almost severed one man’s head completely from its shoulders. “Same MO, same fight pattern, and the facial recognition software caught him about five miles north of this town less than two hours before this happened.” “He’s getting more and more vicious.” Rhodey spoke. “I suppose we should be grateful in a way he’s taking down people that we should be stopping but how long till someone gets caught in the cross fire?” “Clint wouldn’t-” Natasha began but Steve cut her off.

“Once I would agree with you.” he sighed, looking at her “But now, well, Nat, he’s…” “Lost it.” Rhodey concluded

“So would you if you’d seen your wife and kids turn to dust.” Nat’s voice was fierce as she turned to look at him.

“I know.” Rhodey held his hands up “I can’t even imagine what he went through.”

Steve looked at Nat, recognising the pensive look on her face. “What you thinking?”

She took a deep breath. “I’m gonna fly out to Mexico. Rhodey, can you come with me? We’ll see if we can dig anything up?” Rhodey nodded. Steve was about to offer his services too, but then his phone started ringing.

“Hey beautiful.” He greeted Katie, but instead of the usual response of either hello handsome or soldier, he was met with an exasperated sigh.

“Emmy’s Principal has just called me.” She groaned “She’s been in a fight.”

Steve frowned. “Really? What for?” “No idea. He didn’t say much other than he’s excluding her for a week and wants us to go collect her as soon as we can. Thing is, I have a call in twenty with the Health Authorities, President Ellis has asked me to give them some guidance on how we regrouped at SI, and I can try and rearrange but if I can’t it means she’s gonna be sat outside the office for at least an hour and a half. Is there any chance you-”

“I got, course I’ll go. I’m done here anyway so you do what you need to do and we’ll see you at home.”

“Thank you.” She sighed “Between this and Jamie screaming blue murder when I dropped him in at the Day Care this morning It hasn’t really been the spectacular return to work I was hoping for.”

Steve wrinkled his nose. “He didn’t take it well then?” “No.” Her voice cracked “God, Steve, Leaving him there whilst he was screaming, fuck, it broke my heart.” Steve took a sigh and walked a little further away from Rhodey and Natasha, dropping his voice. “Honey, he’ll be fine. You know what he’s like. Ten minutes after you left he will have forgotten why he’s so upset and will have settled.”

“I know, I just, well Mom and Dad used to palm me and Tony off on our Nannies all the time and-”

“This is completely different.” Steve cut her off. “First off, you’re leaving him for what, five hours a day, maximum. Second off, he’s being watched at a crèche, twenty floors down from where you are, in the same building so you can see him whenever you want.”

“I was advised by the Staff not to do that today.” She sniffed. “It could unsettle him more.”

“I’m sure they know what they’re talking about.” Steve soothed her gently “Look, try not to worry. Jamie will be fine, I’ll go sort Emmy out and we’ll see you at home this evening okay?” “My hero.” she said and Steve smiled.

“Love you, see you later.”

Cutting the call he turned to Rhodey and Nat who were still looking at the screen. Walking back towards them he picked up his jacket where he had tossed it over the back of a chair, reaching for his keys at the same time.

“Guys, I gotta go.” He informed them and they looked up. “Emmy’s in trouble at school and I need to head in and see the Principal.”

“Trouble?” Nat frowned.

“Fighting.” Steve rolled his eyes as Nat and Rhodey exchanged a glance, Nat smirking slightly. Steve gave an exasperated sigh. “What?”

“Nothing.” Nat grinned. “Just don’t punch the Principal in the face…”

*****

It took Steve little over thirty minutes to reach the school. He may have broken a few speeding laws on the way, but Katie was right, it was too easy to do in the Camero. To be honest, it was pretty easy to do in the new Audi they had bought just before Christmas too, but Katie had that as it was easier to get Jamie’s seat and stroller in. The Camero was not child friendly, at all, but she had insisted on keeping it as a second car, despite Steve’s protests that they didn’t need it.

With an easy tug he pulled open the doors to the reception of the school and strode inside. The woman behind the desk handed him a visitor’s pass and led him down to the office as he brushed a piece of fluff off the front of his long sleeved blue top. Steve followed the white haired lady through the corridors in silence until he reached the office and spotted Emmy was sat outside it, slumped in a chair. At the sight of her father she jumped up and ran into his arms, crying.

“Hey,” He looked down as he smoothed her dark, ebony hair out of her face, cupping her face gently in one large hand. “What’s going on, Em?” “He started it.” She sniffed. “He was saying things, about you and mom and that my birth parents and that…that…”

She was starting to have a panic attack, Steve could see that instantly. She’d suffered from them a lot when she had first started to live with them and he knew that if he didn’t help her get it under control now it would escalate.

“Deep breaths.” He spoke gently, steering her back to a chair. She sat down and he tilted her head with his hand so that she was looking at him. “Count to ten, just like we practiced ok?”

She gripped onto his forearms, her eyes screwing shut as she took deep inhales and exhales, counting along as she did. By the time she got to seven she’d managed to ground herself again, and Steve encouraged her for the remaining three numbers, them just reaching ten as the door to the office at the end of the corridor opened.

“Mr Rogers.”

Steve stood up to greet the Principal, John Stevenson, who he had met once before when they had enrolled Emmy into the school. He was a tall, lean man with round glasses and a kind face, but an air of authority perfect for that of a headmaster “Mr Stevenson.” Steve smiled, shaking his hand “I don’t mean to be rude, but could you give me a second with my daughter please? I want to hear her side of the story and then I’ll be right with you.”

“Of course,” the man nodded, giving him and Emmy a little smile. “Just come in when you’re ready.”

Once the door to his office was shut, Steve sat on the spare seat next to Emmy. “So you wanna tell me what happened. Who ya been fightin’ with?”

“A boy a grade above. And I wasn’t fighting. Not really, I mean I hit him but he fell over, he didn’t hit me back.” Steve bit his lip. “Seems the stuff your mom and Auntie Nat taught you came in handy, huh?”

Emmy shrugged.

“What did you hit him for?”

“Because he’s a jerk and a bully” Emmy’s hands were wringing together. “He was picking on a few of the kids who lost their parents all through last year and then last month when I told him to shut up, he decided to start on me”

Steve took a deep breath “What was he saying?”

“The usual, stuff like ‘you don’t have a real family’, said that you and mom only look after me because you feel guilty that the Avengers fucked, sorry, messed up.” She glanced up at Steve, but he merely arched an eyebrow, letting the curse word slide. “And he says that once I’m old enough you’ll throw me out, and then he called me a, and I quote ‘fucking orphan rat’.” She shrugged. “Sso I punched him.”

“Alright.” Steve took a deep breath, his jaw ticking as he supressed the feeling of annoyance and anger that had flooded his system at Emmy’s explanation. “We’ll unpack all that when we get home, with your mom.”

“Are you mad?” Emmy blinked up at him, her eyes wide.

“Well, punching him probably wasn’t the best way to deal with the situation.” Steve sighed, and instantly his wife’s voice popped into his head at how hypocritical he felt.

“Hello Kettle, this is Steve Rogers, you’re black…”

“But if what you’re telling me is true-“ “It is Dad I swear!”

“Then no, I’m not mad. At you.” He gave her a small smile. “But I’m mad as hell he said those horrible things to you though.” He looked at Emmy as she smiled softly. “Now, I best go speak to your principal. I won’t be long, and then we’ll go home and talk properly okay?”

She nodded and Steve dropped a kiss to her head as he stood up and walked to the door. Rapping on it twice, he pulled it open and stepped inside the room, shutting it behind him. Principal Stevenson stood up, shook his hand before gesturing down at the chairs on the opposite side of his desk.

“So did she tell you what happened?” The man asked, leaning back slightly in his chair.

Steve nodded. “She said that a boy, I didn’t get his name…” “Josh Gemmil.” “Yes, well, she told me that this Josh had been picking on a few kids and when he started on her, she didn’t take kindly to it. And to be frank, I can’t say I blame her. The things he was saying to Emmy were disgusting.” “Yeah, and that may be the case.” Mr Stevenson sighed heavily, “but the issue is, Mr Rogers, we have a strict zero tolerance to violence policy, so, given Emmy did punch him in front of pretty much the entire school in the yard, I’ve no alternative but to suspend her for a week.” “Are you suspending him?” Steve asked.

“Sorry?” The man opposite Steve frowned. “I’m not…” “The boy who Emmy punched. Are you suspending him for what he said?”

“No-one has corroborated her story, well, other than Brooke and I know how close they are so she could be-” “Woah, hold up.” Steve interrupted, holding his hand up to cut that man off as a flash of anger surged through his chest. “Are you insinuating Emmy is lying?” “No, that’s not what I’m saying.” “So if she’s telling the truth, then surely the boy deserves punishment as well. Emmy isn’t the only person he’s been saying things to.”

“She’s the only person who has punched him.” “That may be, but either way-.”

“Mr Rogers,” the Principal sighed, cutting him off, “for what it’s worth Josh’s parents will be coming in later and I will be consulting them about his behaviour, but unfortunately Emmy has broken his nose.” “Well, I’d like to say I’m sorry about that but I’m not.” Steve was too far gone now to be rational, his instinct to protect his daughter had well and truly kicked in and the guy in front of him was really pissing him off. “I don’t like bullies,” he continued, levelling the man with a look and he visibly recoiled back into his seat, “and I’m not gonna punish my daughter for standing up to one. If you deem it fit to suspend her then fine, that is your prerogative, and of course I will tell her that violence is not acceptable, but I would expect some level of punishment to be extended to the boy in question and not just her.”

The Principal nodded. “Mr Rogers, I can assure you, if it was up to me I wouldn’t be suspending her at all, but my hands are tied by the governors and policies. I make an exception here, I have to do it for others and before you know it…” he trailed off. Steve took a deep breath, he could understand that perfectly, didn’t make it any easier for him to swallow though. “But that’s why the suspension is only for a week and not the two.”

Steve nodded. “Okay, do I need to sign anything or…”

“No.” the Principal shook his head. “Emmy has her log on to Workspace, her class notes and homework will be detailed on there as usual so she doesn’t miss out. If there is anything she doesn’t understand or needs help with, she can catch up when she gets back. She’s a very, smart kid so I’m not too concerned about that aspect of things.” Steve nodded, and stood up. He took a deep breath and stepped back into the corridor to find Brooke was sat with Emmy now, her arm round her best friend.

“Shouldn’t you be in class?” Steve asked, shooting the red head a look.

“Hey Mr R, don’t sweat it. Told em I was going to the bathroom.” Brooke shrugged and Steve rolled his eys.

“Well scoot before you get into trouble too.” He gestured with his head to the doors that led back to the reception area.

“Can Brooke come over later?” Emmy asked, timidly, “Or am I grounded?”

Steve took a deep breath “Not tonight, we need to have a chat. But over the weekend then, sure.” “’kay.” Emmy nodded, standing up. She reached for her rucksack but Steve took it from her, carrying it in his right hand, his left gently between Emmy’s shoulder blades as he steered her towards the exit. As they walked into the reception, Emmy stopped dead and he heard Brooke who was walking along at his other side mutter an ‘uh-oh’.

“This her?” A short, squat woman with a very short hair cut was stood a few feet in front of him, a boy by her side, a few inches taller than her, dressed in a bloodied T-shirt glared at Emmy and nodded. Instantly Steve moved forward a step so he was level with his daughter, his hand dropping to her shoulder.

“Your daughter broke my son’s nose.” The woman glared up at him.

“So I understand.” Steve nodded. “She has been suspended and we’ll be dealing with it appropriately.”

“You know, kids like her, they shouldn’t be-”

“Kids like her?” Steve blinked at the woman, and shook his head. “Excuse me?”

“You know what I mean.”

“No, I don’t.” Steve’s voice was low. “So, please, explain.”

“I mean with violent and aggressive tendencies, they should be locked up not in a school with normal kids-” “Woah, now hang on.” Steve held his hand up as he looked at the woman. “Your son isn’t exactly innocent in all this.” “I don’t see your daughter with blood all over her shirt. He didn’t hit her…” “I would hope not, seeing as he’s a boy and half a foot taller than her.” He shot back and the woman’s mouth snapped shut. Steve turned to Emmy and handed her the backpack and his keys. “Go and get in the car, sweetheart, I’ll be with you in a minute.” Emmy glanced up at him, one look on his face told her he wasn’t to be argued with, and she nodded and took them from him, before leaving.

His attention then turned to the teenager and woman and he folded his arms across his chest, glaring at them both. The boy had a sharp face, slicked back blonde hair and for some reason he reminded Steve of a younger Gilmore Hodge. Which was never a good thing. He looked at the woman and spoke again, his voice level but full of that Captain Authority he could never help turning on in situations like this.

“Your son said some very nasty things to my daughter, and in normal circumstances he should be apologising. However, given what happened I suggest we leave it at that and they agree to stay away from one another in the future.” “Him apologise?” The woman practically shrieked. “She punched him, if anything she’s the one that should be saying sorry.” Steve gave a huff of a laugh “I can assure you that won’t be happening. Besides,” he turned to the boy, “do you really want an apology from a ‘fucking orphan rat’?”

He heard a snigger followed by a mumble of “mic drop…” to his right and turned to see Brooke was still there.

“What are-” he shot her a look, pointing towards the class rooms, “-scoot.” “Later Mr R.” Brooke shot him a salute and he raised an eyebrow as she headed off back to wherever she should have been in the first place.

“Did you say that?” The woman had rounded on her son.

“No…I swear.” “He said he didn’t.” Steve shook his head, his hands dropping to the buckle of his belt. “I’m not interested in whether he admits it or not. Fact of the matter is I believe my daughter and according to her and her friend, Emmy isn’t the first kid he’s picked on but I’m sure as hell hoping she’s gonna be the last, especially now he’s had a punch in the face to make him consider the consequences of his actions.” His lips quirked a little at the side as he delivered his final line. “I’d hate for him to get antoher.” “How dare you threaten him?” The woman was now talking in that high a pitch it was making Steve’s ears hurt.

“That isn’t a threat.” Steve shook his head “Merely an observation. Now if you’ll excuse me.” He turned to the door when the woman spluttered after him “You know, we do know where you live. That big, fancy house in Clinton Hill.” “Then by all means feel free to call round later.” Steve laughed as he turned to grin at the woman of her shoulder. “But I really don’t fancy your chances against my wife.” ****** “He said WHAT?” Katie spluttered once Steve had explained what had gone on. “The little fucking shit!” “His mother wasn’t much better either.” Steve shook his head as he raised Jamie up higher in the air above him, the tot screaming with laughter. “She threatened to come round later.” “I’ll kick her fucking ass!” Katie folded her arms across her chest and a wry smile crossed Steve’s face as he brought Jamie back down to his chest.

“Yeah I told her I didn’t fancy her chances.”

“Where’s Emmy now?” Katie asked.

“In her room, she said she wanted to be alone for a bit.”

Katie pondered for a moment, before she moved and walked out of the kitchen, calling up the stairs, “Emmy? Can you come down for a minute please?”

Katie came back into the kitchen and it wasn’t long before Emmy appeared, her eyes red. Katie sighed and pulled her into a hug.

“I’m sorry, I just, ” Emmy sniffed. “He was so rude and…” “Sweetie, we’re not mad.” Katie shook her head, steering the girl across the hall “We just want to talk to you, about what he said,” she gestured at one of the seats by the breakfast bar, “sit.”

Emmy did as she was told and Steve placed Jamie in the pack and play at the corner of the room. There was a minute or so silence before Katie slid a mug of hot chocolate, containing marshmallows and cream across the counter to Emmy, then passed Steve a coffee, picking up her own drink before she rounded the counter and sat on a stool next to Emmy, Steve staying where he was, the base of his back leaning against the worktop opposite them.

“So your dad told me what happened.” Katie began “And we want to talk to you about what that little jerk said to you.”

“I shouldn’t have let him get to me.” Emmy shrugged “I know what he was saying was crap but…” “If your dad had a dollar for every time he had reacted to something he shouldn’t have done he’d be richer than Tony.” Katie smiled and Steve gave a scoff.

“You’re a fine one to talk.” He raised an eyebrow at his wife and she grinned.

“And as for throwing you out once you’re old enough,” Katie shook her head, “you’re with us for as long as you wanna be. And then even when you don’t want to be, and you move out, we’ll be keeping tabs on you, annoying you, like Tony does to me.”

Emmy smiled and wiped at her eyes.

“You said he’s been picking on you for a while?” Steve asked “What made you snap today?” Emmy shrugged “I guess I was just fed up with it and when he was laughing about my name on my test paper, and he called me an orphan rat I saw red.” Katie took a deep breath, she was furious but before she could say anything Steve spoke, a frown creasing his brow.

“What do you mean he was laughing at your name?” “My surname.” Emmy shrugged “On stuff like the register and things at school its Rogers but on my official test papers for my grades it has to be McKellen, because Rogers isn’t my real name. And he was laughing saying that I didn’t belong anywhere.” Steve and Katie locked eyes and Steve was the first one to break away.

“Does it bother you, that your name isn’t Rogers?”

“Not normally.” She shrugged

“What if we made it so?” Katie asked.

“What, like change it legally?” “That’s one way of doing it.” Steve shrugged. “The other is we adopt you.” Katie looked at her husband and smiled. This was something they’d mentioned in passing to one another a few times but never really talked about in any detail as, well, to them things were fine as they were. But now, well, it just felt right. The next step for them all. Making her status as their daughter official.

“Adopt me?” Emmy’s voice was a whisper.

“Yeah.” Katie nodded. “Look, Em, as far as we’re concerned you’re already our daughter, and not just a foster one either. It’s merely a formality. But it’s up to you.” “Do you want to think about it?” Steve asked.

“No.” Emmy shook her head as she looked up tears in her eyes. “No, I don’t want to think about it. I’d love it, I really would.” Katie smiled as the girl threw her arms round her shoulders and began to sob. Steve put his mug down on the counter next to him and strode round to wrap his large arms around both his girls until a loud screech form the corner of the room made them all look up. Jamie was stood gripping the side of his play pen, clearly disgruntled at being left out of the hug.

“Alright pal, point taken.” Steve picked him up and carried him back to where Emmy was now wiping her eyes. He handed the tot to his older sister and Katie grinned.

“Family hug?” She opened her arms and Emmy laughed, as the four of them snuggled together in a huddle.

*****

March 2021

Despite Steve’s best attempts to ignore it, there was something in what that little shit had said to Emmy that had really bothered him. The Avengers fucked up. It wasn’t an alien thought, he often found himself thinking back to how they had failed but he normally shook himself out of it. They’d done the best they could, they simply hadn’t stood a chance.

The thing was, not all of the public saw that. On more than one occasion the remaining Avengers had all experienced some kind of vitriol from the public, Natasha still receiving hate mail for them all at the compound. Whilst people he met understood, it was always the ones that didn’t which stuck in Steve’s mind, but he’d never had anything more than the odd whispered insult or dirty look come his way, that was until a few day’s after Jamie’s first birthday.

He was in the store with Emmy, picking up a few bits and pieces for the family gathering they were having to celebrate Jamie turning one and he could feel someone’s eyes on him, which wasn’t unusual. What was unusual, however, was the tap on the shoulder her received as he tossed a few items from the list Katie had given him into the trolley.

“I thought it was you.”

Steve turned to see a dark haired man, the same height as him looking back.

“Can I help you?” Steve asked politely.

The man snorted “I thought at one point, yeah, but you didn’t, this…us…what the world is now, it’s all your fault.” Steve took a deep breath, and spotted Emmy returning to the aisle he was in with an armful of snacks he had sent her for.

“Sir-” Steve began, trying to placate the man but before he could do anything the guy had punched him straight in the face. It wasn’t a hard blow, but Steve hadn’t been expecting it. Or the subsequent blows for that matter.

He was vaguely aware Emmy was screaming, and out of the corner of his eye he saw a security guard hurrying towards him. Before he reached them, Emmy had kicked the man hard in the shin and was shouting at him, as he hopped on his good leg. Steve doubled over, the ringing in his ears subsiding as he pinched at his nose which was streaming blood.

“Oh my God.” A female voice said “Billy, what…” she looked up at Steve and paled “Captain, oh God, I’m so sorry…he’s…” Steve waved away another member of the public who had come to help, insisting he was fine. Taking a deep breath he looked up and saw the man was now crying, his head buried into his wife’s shoulders.

“We…we lost our son.” The lady continued, with a choked voice. “He hasn’t dealt with it so well.”

“I’m sorry.” Steve bowed his head, it was all he could think to say.

“It isn’t you fault” The lady shook her head. “And he doesn’t think that, not really, it’s just we never got a proper explanation, you know, bar official government statements. No real help to come to terms with anything.” “That doesn’t mean he can just punch the crap outta my dad!” Emmy blazed, indignantly and Steve lay a hand on her shoulder. “Emmy.” He shook his head gently before he turned to the woman. “I’m sorry that no one was there for you and I’m sorry that we couldn’t do more. But we tried.” The last three words were almost a plea to her, trying to make her understand they had tried, boy did they try. She cast him another sad look before she led her husband away.

“You ok?” Steve looked down at his daughter.

“Me?” She frowned “What about you?” “Had worse.” Steve mumbled, gently touching his nose “Let’s get out stuff and get home before it starts to set. I don’t fancy having to re-break it.”

**** Katie was sat smiling as Natasha was holding Jamie up, his hands curled round her fingers as she guided him round the living room.

“Won’t be long until he’s doing this himself.” The red head smiled, and Katie grinned.

“He’s growing so fast.”

“Think you’ll have another?” Nat looked at her.

Katie shrugged. “I don’t know. I mean, Steve would have a football team full if I let him but, who knows.”

Nat smiled and Katie’s attention turned back to her son who was toddling in front of his Auntie. He was looking more and more like his father each day and was now a substantial little chunk who was pretty strong and robust too. Small bumps and knocks didn’t seem to phase him at all, and the other day he’d been playing with a tonka truck and had fallen onto it, flattening it completely. He’d screamed blue murder, more over the fact his toy was broken than he had been hurt, but it had made both his parents realise that he was definitely half Super Soldier and wasn’t inheriting any of Steve’s pre-serum ailments, much to Steve’s relief.

Their attention was taken as all three of them heard the car pull up the gravel drive and Jamie gave an excited giggle and started moving his legs even faster at the sound, understanding it to mean his father was back. Smiling to herself, Katie watched as he giggled and started trying to run to the door, and when it opened she looked up fully expecting Steve to grin and swoop his boy up into his arms, except what greeted her made her hand fly up to her mouth. His shirt was covered with blood and his nose was out of shape.

“Shit.” Katie stood up and headed straight to him, gently reaching up to slide a finger to his face, tilting it so she could see. “Are you ok?”

“I’m fine sweetheart” he said gently.

“What the hell happened?” Nat asked as she picked Jamie up, who was still squirming to get to his father, completely nonplussed by what was going on.

“Some guy in the store punched him.” Emmy explained, and Katie looked at her daughter, whose eyes were swollen, she’d been crying.

“What? Why?” she frowned. “Em, can you grab me an ice pack out the freezer?” Steve asked before she could answer, she was upset enough as it was and he didn’t want her seeing or hearing what was coming next. She nodded and headed off.

“Steve.” Katie watched as he sat down on the sofa, shaking his head.

“Just reset it before it starts to heal anymore.” He grumbled. “Quickly before she gets back.”

Katie sat next to him and reached out gently. He grit his teeth as she snapped his nose back into place. Across the room Nat flinched at the crunching noise it made.

“Fuck.” Steve cursed softly before laying his head back against the cushions of the couch steadying his breathing as his eyes began to water from the pain. He knew it would heal quickly but that didn’t stop it hurting like hell.

“You gonna tell us what happened?” Katie asked, looking at him.

“Some guy at the store recognised me and started screaming that it was all our fault, the Snap, and hit me.”

“Must have been a pretty hard swing.” Nat said gently, bouncing Jamie up and down, distracting him with the Cap teddy bear she had grabbed off the floor. Jamie grinned at the bear and grabbed it, sticking the ear of it into his mouth.

“He didn’t just hit you once, Dad.” Emmy said gently as she returned, passing him the ice pack.

“How many times was it?” Katie frowned.

“Four ,maybe.” he shrugged

“Try Six” Emmy muttered.

“Six?!” Katie’s voice grew loud

“And you just let him?” Nat’s snorted. “What else could I do Nat?” Steve sighed, “I couldn’t hit him back…” “Yes, you damned well could!” Katie seethed. “Fuck!”

“Language.” Steve chastised playfully. “Besides, wasn’t really going to hit him once Em had kicked him in the shin.”

“You kicked him?” Katie looked at Emmy who shrugged.

“He was screaming and punching so I kicked him, real hard, and then told him that he was an asshole, and everyone had lost, and that he should try fighting Thanos in a field in Wakanda himself if he could do any better…” “Then the guy’s wife appeared.” Steve sighed, pressing the ice pack to his face.

“Yeah, she was nice.” Emmy nodded. “Said they had lost their son and she was so sorry.” “But they’d never really had a chance to ask questions or had an explanation other than what the Government had said.” Steve’s voice was muffled slightly from the pack. “But it got me thinking in the car about how many other people out there like that.” “So we had an idea.” Emmy nodded “Support groups.” “Support groups?” Katie frowned.

“Yeah, we have them at school.” Emmy said “Somewhere for people to go and talk about their issues and feelings.” “That’s actually not a bad idea.” Nat mused and Steve nodded.

“I know. Surprised we didn’t think of it sooner.”

“Well we’ve had other things on our minds.” Katie popped a shoulder, gently.

“I’m gonna help.” Emmy smiled. “We’re gonna brainstorm ideas later after the party.”

“Yeah, on that, do me a favour and no one mention this to Tony when he gets here.” Steve groaned as he stood up, ice pack still on his nose. “I’m going to get cleaned up.”

Leaving Emmy to watch Jamie, Nat and Katie unloaded the car and took the supplies to the kitchen. Steve showered quickly and came back to help them, and it wasn’t long before the food was sorted, Katie’s ability to cook how easily she did never ceased to amaze Steve. Before long the gang arrived and Morgan toddled in, holding Tony’s hand before he let go and she bee-lined for Emmy who was sat on the living room floor where she had been sat looking at a book with Jamie.

“Hey Moo!” Emmy grinned at the younger girl who sat with a soft thud next to her, leaning into her older cousin for a hug.

Tony watched them for a short while before he asked if Emmy was okay and then headed into the kitchen to find Pepper already clutching a glass of champagne. Katie handed him a beer as she pulled him into a hug and he shook Steve’s hand.

“You’re in the same room as usual.” Katie looked at him. “I wasn’t sure if you wanted Moo in with you guys or not so there’s the travel cot in there or she can have the room over from you…” “She can stay with us.” Tony nodded, taking a pull from his beer.

“Where is she?” Natasha asked.

“With Emmy. She adores that kid.”

“Have you told her the paperwork has been finalised?” Pepper asked looking at Katie and Steve who both shook their head.

“No, we’re gonna surprise her with that later.” Katie smiled.

“We got her a little something.” Tony swallowed his beer. “You know, just to welcome her officially to the mad house.” “What is it?” Steve asked suspiciously.

“Nothing Iron Man or Tony Stark related.” Pepper looked at Steve. “I promise.” Tony shrugged. “Spoil sport.” The five adults all headed into the large living room, Jamie grinned up at his uncle and crawled over to him. Tony swung him up in the air and smiled, that is until Jamie head-butted him by accident.

“Oww…shhhhhhhhugar!” The billionaire corrected his curse before wincing. “Man, Rogers, this kid has your knuckle head.” Steve smirked. “He’s still half Stark.”

“Mind you, you should be grateful he doesn’t take after his mom. She was a horror.” “Was not.” Katie shot back indignantly. “Kiddo, you were a pain in the ass.” Tony sniggered. “You stuck bread in the VCR. Dad hit the roof.” “I thought it was a toaster.” Katie shrugged as the room laughed. “Mind you, not like we have to worry about that now seeing as VCRs went out in the stone age.” “Was that an age joke?” Tony smirked. “Do I have to respond with one about your husband or…” Steve rolled his eyes “Go ahead, be original.” “You know you’re almost as sarcastic as she is now.” Nat but in, pointing at Katie who grinned before she looked at Tony.

“You remember what dad used to say?”

“Sarcasm is a measure of potential,” Tony imitated their father’s voice. “And if that’s true…” “You’ll be a great man someday.” Katie finished, the two of them laughing.

Despite the crappy start to the day, it was a nice afternoon surrounded by their family. They drank, ate and eventually it was time for the cake which Katie and Steve were excited about, for good reason. Katie placed it down on the coffee table in the middle of the lounge, complete with candles. For the first time the group got a look at it, and Steve heard Emmy gasp. Half the large cake was iced in blue, the other half was lilac and across the top the word ‘Happy’ spanned both halves, before the next line read birth on the blue side and adoption on the other, before the word day sat underneath.

Emmy glanced up at her parents, her eyes filling with tears. “You mean…” Steve grinned and handed her the envelope he’d retrieved from the kitchen, which she took in shaking hands. “Signed, sealed, done. You’re officially a Rogers, Em.”

“Poor thing.” Tony mumbled, earning himself a slap round the back of the head from Natasha.

Together the Rogers’ children blew out their candles (well, Katie blowing Jamie’s out on his behalf before the boy could grab one of them and burn himself) and then Emmy turned to look at Steve and Katie before throwing herself forwards, her arms round both their waists. Steve’s arm fell to her back and he pressed a kiss to Katie’s cheek before Tony stepped forward and handed Emmy a small gift bag.

“It’s just a little something.” He smiled. “Just to say welcome to the family, officially we mean, because you’re already part of the…” He rolled his eyes as Emmy blinked up at him. “Just take it, kid.”

Emmy took the bag and opened it, her eyes widening as she looked at the box, emblazoned with the word Pandora. Katie peered down as Emmy opened it and smiled at the charm bracelet which was inside. It held charms, the letters EJR for her initials, Emily Jayne Rogers.

“Thank you.” She whispered before she gave Tony a hug, then Pepper. She stepped back and turned around, her eyes brimming with tears. “This is the best day ever!”

And despite the shitty start to it in the store, Steve was inclined to agree it hadn’t been that bad at all.

Chapter 47

**Original Posting**

#stark spangled banner #steve rogers #Katie Stark #steve rogers fanfiction #steve rogers fic #steve rogers x ofc #steve rogers x original female character #mcu #mcu fanfic #chris evans #chris evans characters

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sso-bluegirl · 4 years

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15, 8 and 4 for develop SSO ask owo

4. If your OC was the ruler of a kingdom, what kind of a ruler would they be?

Blue would definitely be a kind ruler who respects her people and she would want the best for them. I’d imagine her her kingdom would flourish and the people would be happy and healthy, but at the same time her kindness would be an easy target for others because of her forgiving nature.

8. Where is your OC’s homestable? Is there a reason behind the choice?

Her homestable is Steve’s farm but she probably lives in a rented house in Silverglade Village (i’m thinking about the one with the statue in front of it.) She likes it there because it’s mostly calm and her soulhorse is close to her. She also definitely sleeps in the stable sometimes when something is troubling her.

15. Who is your OC’s closest friend?

Now that’s a weird one. In my Au thingy i indluded both of my sister’s ocs (Annie and Petra who i haven’t drawn them yet oops) and they are both soul riders of one circle so they are like the low budget soft version of the og soul riders haha. so it’s them, but she’s also very good friends with Justin (he was the first friend she made when she moved away from her home town, and he taught her how to ride horses) and Rania (they are super close friends ((and Blue might have a tiny little crush on her but she’s never going to tell her lol. i’m not sure about this part))). She also has a weird friendship with Ydris but it’s probably more of a pity thing on both parts.

#thanks for the ask!!! :’0 #words #so many words #sorry for rambling #sso oc #ask #littleirishdruid #me rambling #long post

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luna-swiftlord · 6 years

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(sorry for my lack of photo, I haven’t been able to get on to sso for a while, but I wanted to get my entry in before the deadline)

Hat: Pro sporty helmet - 7100 JS - Cape West “The Eco Store”

Top: Jor Jitsu Vest - quest reward, however, the Sailor Top (3420 JS) available in Cape West “Treasures of the Sea” - works just as well~

Gloves: Any black gloves are fine

Pants: Blue jeans - 6520 JS - Silverglade “Steve’s Second Hand”

Boots: Black riding boots - 3450 JS - Jorvik City Mall

I’ll try to reblog w a photo tomorrow if I’m able to get on! @willownorthbook @daine-s-adventures

#ssohalloweengame2018

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jkajournals · 3 years

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I like making art on the train.

Its like the train is my personal studio on the go.

This is why i love the train. I get to have a personal time before i start the day. And that 30 minute ride is important to me. I can listen to music, i can look at art on my feed, i can watch funny videos, i can look outside the window, i can read, i can journal, and i can sketch. I get to start the day right.

Ive always loved riding the train because it can afford me some time for myself. I wont be able to do this when im driving.

Its almost like my chapel. I remember at SBS I would stop by the chapel every morning, this is almost the same. I would pray and talk to God everyday on my way to the train. I dont get to do it much actively on the scooter but i still channel that peace in me that represents God as well.

Nowadays i travel with a box of crayons, paint sticks, markers, and notebooks. I bring them all with me and my bag is extra heavy.

I actually love that i do this. I like how in the morning i choose my colors- and make my own scecific palette for me to use on the train.

I feel like im like im painting plen air. Im painting on the go. Im painting on the train which is what made it possible for artists to travel, go ourside of town and paint outdoors. This is how paint tubes were invented, so artists can take them wherever they go. How amazing.

But i like making art on the train. I like how i stay true to myself and take every chance i get to make art.

I didnt do this at school, but i do it now.

It sso natural to me to just whip out crayons and notebooka dn just draw. At one point im like oh i didnt even realize or think about the peolle around me- which is good. But some people look, but i dont mind.

One time the train conductor saw me sketching on my ipad for a gd proj, and he gave me a ticket stub for free lol

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But yeah. Im just happy that i still have that burning fire in me that i physically cannot stop myself. I ahhe to do it, even on the train.

Its great tho. I feel like steve from blues clue with my handy dansy notebook lol

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otter-pop-supreme · 2 months

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Blue: Well, fate will guide us

Rainbow: Ok

*start walking in the same direction*

Blue: Um... fate?

Rainbow: Definitely fate

*alternatively*

Blue: Well, fate will guide us

Rainbow: Ok

Blue: If it decides we must it will cross our paths once again

Rainbow: Yeah!

Blue: Goodbye, good friend

Rainbow: Safe travels

Blue: Yes... safe travels

Rainbow: Have fun, Dad (:

Blue: Im... walking away now

Rainbow: You're... not moving

Blue: Im... leaving you... on your own

Rainbow:

Blue, crying: MY BABY. ALL ALONE.

Rainbow: Dad... *hugs*

Blue: *sobs* MY SWEET BABY BOY! ALL ALONE AND DEFENSELESS IN THIS CRUEL CRUEL WORLD

Rainbow: I'm gonna be fine, Dad, I'm a grown-ass man-

Blue: *sobs harder*

#steve saga #the steve saga #favremysabre #rainbow steve #blue steve sso #this ones a bit of a long one hehe #happy valentine's day #remember you can celebrate and appreciate any kinda love today #sure romantic #but also platonic/parental/rolemodles/teachers/your pets/ and yourslef #or just the things you love #just love #its beautiful it all its shapes and forms

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flamephoenix94 · 7 years

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Tagging game :D

tagged bye @moonstoneandjasmine (Thank you dear! :3)

Rules: answer the questions in a new post and tag 20 blogs you’d like to get to know better

Nicknames: Vanda, Vandus, GM Gill (from SSO friends), Phox

Starsign: Leo

Height: 173 cm

Last thing I googled: Jade Empire 2 pirate bug

Favourite music artist: I don’t have 1 fav especially... but Lindsey Stirling

Song stuck in my head: 3OH!3 - Follow me down

Last movie I watched: Suicide Squad

Last TV show I watched: Lucifer season 2 (because it’s premier here in Hungary *w*)

When did you create your blog: June 2016 (if my memory is good)

What kind of stuff I do post: ...ohm... my drawings(DiSaG fanarts), videos... or just repost my ships from everything (like Deckerstar, Royai, SebaxMeyRin, ShikaTema, PeggyXSteve...etc), some otome fandoms, lots of GIFs

Do i have any other blogs: No I don’t have

Do I get asks regularly: no... newer TwT

Why did i choose my url: because this is my “maker” name and my family don’t know it >w<

Gender: Female

Hogwarts House: HufflePuff

Pokemon Team: Team Mystic

Favourite colour: Blue, Gold yellow, Levander purple

Average sleeping hours: 5-9 hours

Lucky number: 26

Favourite characters: (OK... be ready for long reading) Klaus Goldstein, Liz Hart, Rupert, Raymond, Edgar, Yayoi, Rindoh, Fuyukiku, Wakasa, Aoi, Willem, Asagi, Eduard. Makoto, Sherlock Holmes, Nolan (Arvin) Zarek, Andrea Lee, Jumin Han, Elizabeth the 3rd, Sebastian Michaelis, Mey-Rin, Suomi Konepi, Donar Dantes, Yunoha, Roy Mustang, Riza Hawkeye, Sheska,November 11, Kirihara Misaki, Tony Stark, Chika Tanaka, Pepper Potts, Kiriki Alice and Liszt, Majolica le Fay, Munakata Reisi, Awashima Seri, Hanji Zoe, Inga, Julia Silverstein, Nara Shikamaru, Sabaku no Temari, Reiji Sakamaki, Ponyta, Rapidash, Lapras, Albrecht Ebel, Nora, Mishe, Kallum, Hades, Colette, Lysander, Castiel, Rosalia, Violet, Ezio Auditore, Caterina Sforza, Arno, Elise, Edward Kenway, Mary, Nathan Drake, Elena Fisher, Kinzie Kensington, Geralt of Rivia, Yennefer of Vengerberg, Ciri, Wu the Lotusblossom, Sky, Trico, Lucifer, Chloe Decker, Linda Martin, Mazikeen, Oliver Queen, Felicity Smoak, Richard Castle, Kate Beckett, Cal Lightman, Gillian Foster, Joker, Harleen Quinzel/Harley Quinn, Steve Rogers, Peggy Carter, Toothless, Astrid, Spirit, Rain, Hercules, Megara, Pegazus, Captain Amelia, Dr.Delbert, Fluttershy, Rainbowdash, Flitter, Cloud Chaser (male), Princess Celestia and Luna, Derpy Hooves, Misha(kakruks)

How many blankets do you sleep with: 1

Dream job: game graphich at SSO or anything with I can make money

Following: 67

tagging: @perzsanna, @greenissy, @haunthid, @saniiuniverse, @squiddking and anyone who wants do this :3

#question game

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illusion-reality-steve · 2 years

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Rewatching the Blue Steve Saga in 2022: Reaction post

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WtjzVstj3DQ

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YtAhnD6m6IA

I’m only watching the first two episodes. I need to get back to writing RRFF and watching RQ after this, lol.

Guardian: Welcome to the Spirit World! I know this looks like the regular world, but not everything appears as it seems. The Spirit World only looks like this because you want it to look like the regular world.

*SPIT TAKE*

WOAH.

The Spirit World is a figment of the imagination! It takes the form of the setting you desire the most!

No wonder Illusion Steve wanted to take over the Spirit World. The Spirit World is basically an illusion that doesn’t need manual maintenance! It would have been perfect for his plan.

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Blue Steve doesn’t feel at peace. I wonder what’s the biggest source of his distress. The fact that he doesn’t have Rainbow by his side, or the fact that he feels like he hasn’t done enough to help Rainbow?

Honestly, Blue Steve is a mood when you struggle to separate your work from your self-worth, rip.

***

I wonder why the Guardian doesn’t mention that Blue Steve can hang out with his other deceased friends (like the Elders he looks up to) in the Spirit World. If the reason is because Blue Steve never had friends and Rainbow is his only friend, I am going to be sad.

Lol, imagine if Guardian went like, “look, you have friends here *introduces Professor Red*” Blue Steve would go like, “this isn’t heaven. this is hell if you’re suggesting I hang out with him.”

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Guardian: I sense a great power in you, Blue Steve. I think you might be even stronger than the Elders.

Alright...I’m going to go on a tangent here because I have a theory. A theory that will never become proven, but this theory can be used for an interesting AU. Here me out.

First of all, when does the Blue Steve Saga take place in the timeline?

Based on the evidence so far, I’m assuming that the series takes place right after Blue Steve passes on and gets absorbed by Rainbow in SSO.

But here’s my little theory: what if the series doesn’t actually take place between SSO and Sabre’s Steve Saga?

I was remembering how Rainbow Steve lost all his powers sometime before the Elemental arc, which means he also lost the energy/power that Blue Steve gave him.

Blue Steve lived on through Rainbow Steve as a source of power. So what if when Rainbow Steve lost his powers, that was when Blue Steve finally arrived in the Spirit World, released from Rainbow Steve? If that’s the case, then Blue Steve Saga actually takes place simultaneously during the Elemental and Time Steve arc, not before Sabre’s Steve Saga!

This means that Blue Steve arrived in the Spirit World several generations after his demise. Remember what Hypno said to Rainbow in SSO? Rainbow had to sleep to gain the full potential of his powers, especially his control over the water element. What if that multi-generational hibernation also allowed Blue Steve to reharness his power inside Rainbow? Since Blue Steve didn’t fully pass on yet, his power was able to grow for several generations. That would explain why Guardian sensed he was stronger than an Elder.

Blue Steve Saga taking place during the Elemental arc might explain the Demon Steves. Space and time were having issues during the Elemental arc, so maybe the Demon Steves arriving in the Spirit World is just one example of the space problems.

And remember that Light Steve was somehow in the Blue Steve Saga? Well, if Blue Steve Saga takes place during the Elemental arc, then now there is a reason for Light Steve to be in the Spirit World: he was killed during the Rainbow Town arc. I’ll admit that I don’t really understand how Light Steve works, so I don’t believe “him already being dead in the timeline” is a great explanation for his appearance in the Blue Steve Saga. But I guess with the space and time problems happening in the Elemental arc, that would handwave why Light Steve is in the Spirit World?

I really liked rambling about this wild theory and potential AU idea. I wanted to share it to you guys. I hoped you enjoyed this little reaction post!

#steve saga #blue steve #tss!blue steve #reaction #steve saga origins #steve saga au

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sciencespies · 4 years

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Here are all the Readers’ Choice winners of the 2019 SpaceNews Awards

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Here are all the Readers’ Choice winners of the 2019 SpaceNews Awards

In October, we asked SpaceNews readers to vote on the finalists for this year’s SpaceNews Awards for Excellence and Innovation. More than 40,000 votes were cast by the time the poll closed Nov. 1.

The Readers’ Choice Award winners named below will be honored at our 3rd annual awards luncheon Dec. 10 in Washington along with the SpaceNews Award winners selected (but not yet announced) by the SpaceNews editorial team. The full slate of winners will also be featured in SpaceNews magazine that week.

A note for finalists: Winners of a Readers’ Choice Award are eligible to be selected as the SpaceNews Award winner in the same or different category. You or your organization will be notified in mid-November if you were chosen as the SpaceNews Award winner.

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