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sunflowersoldat · 2 years

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Man Out Of Time Master List

Summary: This mostly takes place during Infinity War and Endgame. You had always had feelings for Steve Rogers, but never acted on them, always too afraid of the what if aspect. But what happens when a super soldier and friend seeks comfort in your arms while being on the run? What kind of relationship could you have with a self sacrificing man such as Steve? You must be someone he cares about enough to give up the superhero gig. right?

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Steve Rogers Master List

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Please Don't Go (drabble) Clockwork (drabble) Make It Back To Me (drabble) Part 4 Enough Playing Cowgirl (drabble) Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Part 8 Part 9

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glynnisi · 1 year

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Bucky & Sam thought EndgameSteve was still their friend, but he was over them.

I've been thinking about Endgame Steve waaaay too much lately and I realized something. Maybe you guys got it sooner, but... for Steve, he watched Bucky die again while he was helpless to do anything. Sam, his oh-so-reliable friend of 4 yrs was ... just... gone.

For FIVE years. He grieved them. He moved on. He got over them.

Courtesy of the cruelty of the blip Bucky & Sam disappeared and reappeared to fight again to save all of life in the universe.

They won. (losing Nat & Tony)

Bucky & Sam still thought of Steve the same way they had before the blip & the battle, still thought they were his friends and he was their friend.

But, Steve was over them already. He kept that distance from them that he'd kept from everyone else in the 21st century and left them. He was glad they were alive. He believed they could handle stuff. And he was tired and lonely, and he'd checked out. He was done. (like CE's contract)

I hate Endgame Steve.

Steve Rogers deserved so much better.

#steve rogers #endgame steve #ugh #he was over them

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1000night · 2 years

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Steve Rogers/Reader

warnings: No beta reading, too hot and writer blocking DON'T READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT

English is not my first language

Endgame Steve & Android!reader

He finally meet her again.

After 17 months and 20 days

Will she hate him? For he choose another woman.

Will she cry, furious and yell to shout him get off her sights?

If he told her, that he still loving her, he was come here to apologize and make things up to her...

Would she accept that pleading?

Across the curtain, he saw her.

She is still as breathtaking as his memory.

They finally met eyes

She smile gently and nod,

"Hello, stranger. What can I help you?"

He finally meet her.

But he still lost her love.

The rain start falling.

Skinny Steve & CEO!Reaser

He still doesn't know why you choose him, he's not that tall, muscular, and strong.

But he always see the sparkle shining in your eyes everytime you are together.

You always praise his dark blonde hair,

his ocean blue eyes

his long and beautiful hands

You always shy and blushed when he does sth for you.

Open the door for you

Help you taking the groceries

Kissing your knuckles when you two alone

He adored you, he appreciated you.

He won't let anyone take you away.

#1000night masterlist #1000drabble series #steve rogers x female chubby reader #steve rogers x female reader #steve rogers x reader #pre serum steve x reader #endgame steve

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nana1000night · 1 year

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Unholy thought

Just look at this Stevie!

Warnings:SMUT, Maybe fluff but Smut!!! Stop reading when you feel uncomfortable. Insecure reader, jealous

You can tell the air is tense when you refuse to go to the gala with him.

He wants to show you to the world, or he just want to humiliate you in front of public.

“Why? It's the party you've craved so long, so why don't you want to go?”

Because I don't want to see you checked out Peggy Carter, a married woman but I know she'd be your red rose forever.

“Not really, I want to but I suddenly sick of this. I don't like crowd people.”

Standing in front of him, you suddenly feel like you're an unmatured teenage. Or that's actually what he thinks you are?

His jaw clenched, and he acrosses his arms in front of his chest. He leans back to the couch.

His steel blue eyes looks down at you, disappointed.

Your sights shift down to your feet and try your best to hold back your sobbing and tears.

It's been a long time, long enough that you forgot since when you would hide your emotions from him.

You don't think he wants to be your safe house anymore.

A gentle knock on the door startles you, Nat calls you two prepared and ready to go.

“She won't come tonight, she want to stay in compound.”

Steve stood up and pass you two, he doesn't slow down his pace. He seems like excited and rushed to meet her.

Nat raises her eyebrows but she doesn't say anything when she sees your face. The bitterness in your eyes stings her.

“Maybe you two need some time to reveal your own thoughts to eachother. I will keep an eye on him if he did something wrong.”

You bid with a weak smile

“Thank you, Nat.”

It's been a while since you're the only one who left, or that's you thought. So when you bump into a girl in the kitchen, you mearly screamed.

“Who are you?...ugh..Bunny? Why are you here?”

The girl seems like you, ABANDONED

“Ow, hey, I don't want to go to the gala, either. Bucky has already have a partner to go with him, and I don't want to recreate my trauma again.”

She offers you a tender smile and that somehow break your heart.

“Then what do you want to do when they're out?”

Bunny takes a black card out and smiles mischievous

“Well, I have some friends who runs the bar which is not far from the compound. And I've order a room so we can just drink and have fun.”

You hesitate for several seconds

“Oh, Coco and Bubble would come too. You know they also have the similar issues like us.”

In the gala

Steve sips his cocktail and looks bored, he wishes he could go home early and cuddle with his Sweetheart.

Think of that... He feels something went wrong about him and sweetheart.

Her smile are smitten, faded away like time has stolen it from her, from him

And when the last time they cuddle with eachother?

When was the last time he send a sketch under her room door and making her giggle?

When was the last time he hold her hand and dance with her?

The most important, since when Sweetheart would hide her tears from him even in front of him?

“Oh shit...” Steve frowned, he's done for tonight, this gals has no reason to stay.

“Hey, Punk! Where're you going?”

Bucky called him when Steve walking towards the exit.

“Find my gal, jerk! I'm done!”

Bucky made a face and shrugged, Nat and Sam stared at him

“What?”

“Why are you still here?” Sam quirked his brows and Nat drank her drinks.

“Why would I go after him? I'm not that clingy.”

Bucky scoffed before he took another Brandywine.

“You didn't notice anything, did you? That's why you're so careless.” Nat shook her head and left to find Yelena.

“What does her means?”

“She means you're spoiled by Bunny and you'd lose her if you keep wasting her love.” Sam acrossed his arms and watched the eyes darken when Bucky heard that.

“Explain it.” Bucky shoot him a glare, his shoulders tense.

“Do you see the man standing beside Yelena?”

Bucky looked at the man who somehow looks similar to himself. He had heard his name, Nick Fowler, the spy under Russia and now running a bar.

“Yeah?”

“Last time when you abandoned Bunny, this guy came to us and, I just know that he and Bunny are childhood friend.”

Bucky had some bad feelings.

“What are you trying to say? I trust my Bunny.”

Sam snorted, “I know, but you're the one who would break the trust if you keep neglect her.”

“I am not.”

“Yeah? So why you chose the new blonde woman and let Bunny has her own fun in Fowler's bar?”

“She what!?”

“Not only her, Wilson. Sweetheart, Bubble and Coco would come to my place.” The new voice made Bucky snapped his head to Nick.

“She just send me the message and I said I'll meet them there.” Nick smirked

Bucky narrowed his eyes before he turned around and left.

“He's such an idiot.”

“Bunny spoiled him and let's why I have to teach him a lesson.” Nick drank before his stares gawked at the one who's talking with Carol and Pepper.

He came to behind of the woman and hug her from behind. His head rested on her shoulder and he left a feather kiss on her soft skin.

“Солнце(Sunshine), I miss you.”

“We just separate for 30 minutes, Nick.”

“And that makes me crazy, especially when I have to remind the Sergeant.”

“He makes me thinking of you, the past you.”

Nick tighten his hugs and nuzzled.

“I am sorry for being so careless about you, and I regret it because I wasted so much time when you would lay in my arms.”

“You're making up for me, so I forgive you, Nick.”

#steve rogers x reader #endgame steve

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levelofyoureye · 8 months

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lmao so i was just going through my camera roll and clearing some photos out, when i stumbled across this screenshot i took in january of 2020 and…

i’m in shock. i literally don’t know how i forgot this happened, like i was actually astounded when i found this. NEVER forget when steve rogers’ ending was so horrifically out-of character that SEBASTIAN STAN HIMSELF posted a screenshot to instagram of a tweet dogging on his ending. it’s been years and i still haven’t forgiven marvel. i don’t think i ever will.

#he was so insane for this BUT HE WAS REAL!!!#can we make together until the end of the lie happen #russo brothers i’m in your walls #anti endgame #stucky #stevebucky #marvel #mcu #sebastian stan #bucky barnes #steve rogers #captain america

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makesteddiecanon · 11 months

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Headcanon: eddie loves jokingly flirting with robin because theyre both vehemently queer and obviously incompatible as a couple but that doesnt seem to stop people from falling for it EVERY TIME and thinking that theyre actually into each other. People, including steve.

Steve who doesnt pick up on it being a joke. Steve who is desperately trying to think of a way to get eddie to stop without outing robin or crushing eddies heart. Steve, who decides the best way forward is to defensively flirt back whenever eddie makes a pass at robin, feigning that he thought it was directed at him. Steve who doesnt pick up on it for months when eddie turns his attention from jokingly flirting to robin to actually unabashedly flirting with steve. Steve who finds himself reliving those conversations late at night while he lies in bed. Steve who suddenly seems to be attending dnd campeigns despite not understanding it at all. Steve who flirts with npc just so eddie will look at him with that wicked grin. Steve who stays back late to help clear up. Steve that ends up pinned against a dungy basement wall, lips locked with the boy hes been in love with for weeks.

Eddie, who fell just as hard, pissing himself because now he owes robin $5.

#steddie #steve x eddie #eddie and steve endgame #steveddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #eddie x steve #st #stranger things #headcanon #queer #gay #pride month

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soliloquent-stark · 7 months

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besides the well-known fact that tony stark's arc reactor literally powered his heart and symbolised his second chance at life, it's been not just alluded to but clearly stated by marvel from the very first iron man film that it represents his heart:

this point is made very clear again when it's used to portray his death:

of course they did this; they're such obvious metaphors that are easy to rely on for beautiful visual storytelling. they undoubtedly were aware of the potential for these scenes and carefully considered them since the beginning.

but you don't really get to use each of these moments more than once if you want them to matter, so they had to choose which one of tony's stories needed to be told through carefully picked parallels.

and who did they use them on?

yup, that's right. steve rogers. steve, who literally ends their painful fight by breaking his heart.

steve, whom tony literally hands his heart and says "here, take this" while he's devastated, disappointed, and at one of the lowest moments of his entire life.

so, platonic, romantic, alterous — the intricacies of his feelings don't even matter. they're only for tony to know.

but what we as an audience know, what we were explicitly told by marvel, is that the feelings tony had for steve were so strong that they were the equivalent of getting his heart actually shattered into pieces, and being reduced to offering your desperate, mourning heart on a platter as a way of saying "take it all, there's nothing left of me that you don't own now".

these were not accidents. we were meant to understand how profound his feelings were. so many things spiraled out of their falling out — the entire universe's faith was at stake as a result. tony was not indifferent to him. his problem was that he felt too much.

tony's achille's heel was always steve rogers, and that will forever be the backbone of the marvel universe.

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sp0o0kylights · 6 months

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Part One

The drive's short one.

Steve gets out of his car, opening the passenger door for Chrissy and escorting her up to the house, quietly envisioning what Jason would look like if a real monster got him.

What would he say, staring down the crazy, five-starred head, filled with teeth and drool? Would he turn back? Or run?

(Steve swears he doesn't take great pleasure in imagining Carver getting eaten, but he'll admit to taking a little.)

"Chrissy do you have any idea--oh." Mrs. Cunningham startles, grasping her robe at the front as she spots Steve standing next to her daughter.

"Hi Miss Cunningham." He says.

"Hello." She says suspiciously. "And who are you?"

"I'm Steve Harrington, ma'am." He watches as her mother straightens immediately at his name, and sinks right into the ol' Harrington charm, knowing instantly it will work. "I know you were expecting Jason, but I'm afraid he wasn't able to drive Chrissy home."

"Oh, Steve! It's so late I almost didn't recognize you." She titters, suspicion gone. "Your mother and I are on the same charity board."

Of course they were.

"I thought you were dating that nice Nancy girl." She says with a squint that mimics Chrissy's, because even in the midst of a crisis he can't escape the gossip that is Hawkins upper echelon.

"Nance is waiting in the car." Steve lies smoothly. "I just wanted to make sure Chrissy got home safe."

"What happened?" Chrissy's father appears, ushering them both in while blatantly peering around them, eyes sweeping the street before closing the door.

Steve recognizes the move. He's checking for nosy neighbors.

"Jason and I broke up." Chrissy admits.

"What?"

"We..." She falters in front of her parents.

"What happened to Jason?" Her father asks, tuning back in once they're safely away from peering eyes.

"I'm afraid Jason and some of his friends brought beer to the party." Steve steps in to explain.

"Oh Chrissy, it's a high school party. That's no reason to break up with him." Her mother fusses, face flushing in embarrassment. Her eyes dart from her daughter to Steve and back, and Steve knows he needs to start damage control.

If he plays it right he can burn Jason while he's at it.

"He was horrible, mom. Just awful." Chrissy says, but Steve can tell she's shrinking under her mothers gaze.

"He drank quite a lot, Miss Cunningham." With a theatrical wince, Steve turns to face Chrissy's dad, lowers his voice and says "I'm going to have to talk to Coach about it."

He gets the intended response, which is a raised eyebrow. "That bad, huh?"

Steve nods once, painting a pained smile on his face. "He made a real fool of himself tonight, Sir. The basketball team has a reputation to uphold."

"Oh." Mrs. Cunningham says, hand fluttering in front of her face. "I never would have thought…"

"He's normally a good guy. I don't know what got into him." Steve has them both eating out of the palm of his hand, attention neatly off Chrissy and onto the story he's feeding them.

Its worth it to see her shoulders relax.

"I couldn't let him take Chrissy home in the state he was in Sir, and he got very…"

Steve pauses.

Fills his voice with tempered disappointment, channeling his dad. "Belligerent. Said some nasty things."

"Really?" Mr. Cunningham says, with a low whistle, and Steve knows by his tone alone that he's bought in.

Hook, line, sinker.

Steve nods once. "I have to get back to my girlfriend, but Chrissy'" He turns earnestly here, to let her know he's not faking this next bit. "Let me know if Jason bothers you at school. I'll set him straight again if I have to."

"Thank you Steve." Mr. Cunningham says, as Chrissy's mom hustles her daughter towards the kitchen.

Steve shakes his hand, then waves at Crissy as she calls her own thank you over her shoulder, before disappearing out the door and back to his car.

The same one where Nancy very much isn't.

That's a problem for tomorrow Steve.

xXx

Tomorrow Steve gets into an argument with Nancy.

She can't recall that Jonathan took her home, or that he's bullshit, their whole relationship, bullshit--

But she also can't tell him she loves him.

So Steve snaps at her. Storms off.

Play’s more basketball.

It takes less than two hours for him to get mopey and another three for him to spiral into deciding he was wrong somehow.

That's what his mom said all the time anyway, wasn't it? The man's always wrong Steven, and he's the man here so…

He gets flowers, chocolates, and fucking waylaid (by Dustin Henderson with his Grow a Monster) and things go sideways from there.

Train tracks and a junkyard and demodogs make time speed up. An encounter with Billy and a dinner plate causes Steve's recollection of the evening to be fuzzy.

He just knows that in the middle of dodging death, he has the realization that Nance wants to break up with him.

That he should let her.

Even if it hurts, even if he doesn't want to.

She wants to be let go.

So Steve does. He respects her, and when he has a moment after its all over, he tells her to go with Jonathan.

(At least he permanently gets the squirts out if this. Or at least everyone but Mike.

Even if most of them are shitheads and one of them's Hargrove's step sister.

It's--something.

But when Dustin keeps pestering him, demanding Steve drive him all over Hawkins and then drags him to the movies, well.

It might be the best something Steve's had in his life so far. )

xXx

"Oh shit. Is that from Caver?" Eddie asks, popping up near Steve's car like the clown in a jack in the box.

"Carver can't hit for shit. This was Hargrove." Steve replies, attempting an eyeroll before remembering that his entire face is a bruise.

One, giant, never ending bruise.

"I guess his step sister gave him the slip to come hang out with these kids I watch sometimes. I didn't know she wasn't supposed to be there." Steve shrugs, because it's the technical truth.

If you turn it sideways and squint anyway.

"Asshole tried to threaten the kid Max is into by slamming him into a wall and screaming shit, so I stepped in, and--" He waves at his face.

The same one he's already getting looks for.

"I was winning." Steve sighs theatrically. "He broke a plate over my head."

The story seemed to freeze Eddie but he recovers with a quick shake of his head.

"You poor thing." He tuts. "Let me guess--you were more worried about the hair than the wound?"

Eddie's hands flutter like he's going to touch Steve's head but he seems to contain himself at the last minute.

The hospital threatened to buzz it for stitches." Steve says darkly, playing into the bit.

(He had not gone to a hospital.

None of them had.)

"What would our King be without his crown of hair?" Eddie laments, in a falsetto that was half insult half oddly sincere. It was jarring in that it was hard to get a read on, but the more Steve was around the guy the less it seemed malicious and the more it came off as just….goofy.

Eddie Munson, Steve decided, was not a freak.

He was a dorky little weirdo, just like all the other kids Steve now hung out with.

Just older, and with slightly better hair.

"Hey Eddie." Another boy calls out, approaching cautiously.

He's got a leather jacket on, and if Steve thinks hard enough he can sort of conjure up a memory of the guy at Eddie's lunch table, throwing a piece of bread at a pale sophomore decked out in plaid. "You good man?"

"Yeah Jeff, just checkin' in on the Hair here." Eddie sticks a thumb towards Steve, who raises his hand and waves.

The falsetto comes back, somehow higher as the older boy swoons over Steves arm. "Soothing his poor soul after that brute Hargrove almost killed him."

"Has anyone ever told you you're a lot like Bugs Bunny?" Steve asks, the thought leaving his mouth the instant he had it.

(He doesn't care, it's a legitimate question.)

It has the effect of making Munson look downright chuffed. "I have actually, but only by my Uncle."

"Why are you checking in?" Jeff interrupts, before seeming to realize he said it out loud. " Ah, I mean--"

"Oh he didn't tell you?" Steve says, as casually as he can muster. "Eddie claimed me and Chrissy at a party last weekend."

See Munson? Two people could play the weird bit game.

They've attracted more of Eddie's friends now, two more boys in leather jackets edging closer like frightened deer.

(One of which is the aforementioned younger man Jeff threw bread at, and Steve vaguely thinks the guy's name starts with a g.)

"Apparently we're his minions now." Steve tells Jeff in a rather put upon manner.

"It was just you, the fair maiden chose otherwise." Eddie counters dismissively, voice dropping down low.

Steve snorts. Hums a sarcastic; "Like you'd let us choose."

Eddie finally abandons whatever voice that was supposed to be (a villain, Steve thinks, and wonders if it hurts Eddies throat to drop from a false high to a deep low that quickly.) to say:

"Mock me all you like, Harrington, but you can't deny the bit worked."

Steve automatically went for another eye roll, and gets a flash of pain for it. "Who said I was mocking you, you dork? Just stating facts."

Yet again, Eddie reacts weird to the comment. He looks almost bashful for a second, before he recovers, tugging his hair in front of his face as he plays with it.

The bell rings once in warning, and Steve makes a face towards the doors.

"I gotta go, Mrs Clicks out to fail me. See you around, Eddie. Jeff." The way his eyes are bruised up he can't quite make out the face Jeff makes at that, but Steve's pretty sure the guys mouth was open.

"She's a nasty one, my minion, best stay on your toes around her." Eddie calls, and Steve waves a hand in the air to show he heard.

"What just happened?" Jeff asks, far too loudly for how close Steve still is.

It makes him chuckle a bit, even as one of the other guys says something in a far quieter voice that has Munson squawking and flapping his arms like a bird.

The winding little feelings in his chest squeeze his heart, and Steve shakes his head, refusing to be fond of Eddie Munson.

xXx

College rejection letters come in, one after the another.

Steve could have made it into a few schools he's certain, except he hadn't really applied to any.

Not that any college other than Penn Hurst mattered. His dad wanted him to be a legacy, come hell or high water.

Steve's punishment was hand picked by his parents, and he gets the sailor outfit his new minimum wage job requires is supposed to be a part of it--that his dad made him apply because it was the most embarrassing thing he could think to subject Steve too-- but honestly?

It's not that bad.

Not even with Robin, the manager he met yesterday, and who positively, completely and totally, hates Steve’s guts.

He figures he has time to win her over.

All the time in the world, now that demons aren't trying to eat his, or any of the kid's, faces. He can focus on the small things. Build himself back up.

Figure out the person he wants to be, now that he's no longer King Steve.

It’s the thought that kept him from attending any graduation parties. To go felt like backsliding into old habits.

‘If the kids--if it comes back again--’

Getting drunk at night in a random house seemed almost irresponsible.

Particularly not with people Steve has history with, without anyone he really cares about being present. Certainly not Nance and Jonathan, who he wishes he didn’t know are at some end-of-year game night one of Nancy’s friends is hosting.

(Steve can’t think about that for a number of reasons.

When he does--because of course he does-- he makes sure to focus on the weirdness that is Jonathan Byers being someone he cares about, instead of the fact he can’t seem to kill his love for Nancy.

Or that he's horrifically jealous of their relationship.

That the best sleep he had ever had was between them, two nights after the lab, when they crammed themselves into Jonathan's bed because they all couldn't quite believe it was over.

That night had been so incredibly weird, but grouping together felt safer. Smarter.

Better.

Not in a way Steve wants to put into words.

Not in a way he wants to confront at all.)

His parents hadn’t been able to make it home to watch him walk at his graduation--his father landing a last minute meeting with some important person or other.

Faked apologies were given, money transferred, and Steve, not wanting to sit in his too-huge house, had meandered to Family Video.

Tried to forget his father’s cold voice in the background of his mother’s call, loudly announcing he’d have made it a priority to see Steve graduate-- if he’d gotten into Penn Hurst.

Steve just shakes his head. Pushes those thoughts into the back of his head, into the same place all his other weird thoughts live.

The glare he gets from the tall, pimple-ridden guy working the rental counter was expected.

Chrissy Cunningham, was not.

"I thought you’d be at one of the parties.” He tells her, when he turns down the romance aisle and finds her staring blankly at a shelf.

She startles, before recognition flits over her face and a warm smile is directed his way.

“I'm honestly not a fan of parties." She confides in him, hand clutching a tape in her hands."Not those kinds, anyway.”

"More slumber parties, less keg stands your speed?" Steve guessed, blatantly turning his head sideways in order to read the title.

She awards him with a wider smile. "Exactly."

"Chrissy Cunningham. Are you renting Jaws?" He teases, leaning in just a touch.

She flushes, but turns and squares up to him. Steve's delighted to see it.

"Why yes I am. I'll do you one better and even admit it's one of my favorite movies."

Steve grins at her, and sees the way she lights up on response, eyes bright.

This is the Chrissy that Carver had tried to kill. The strength and pure fun that radiates off her enhances the beauty she has to something almost otherworldly.

Steve has seen enough beauty in his life to recognize when it will stay. That Chrissy wil one day be 80 years old, with gray hair and knit sweaters, and she'll still be able to light up a room.

"Like sharks killing people that much huh?” He teases. And it’s easy, slipping into this part of himself around her. The part he’s been trying to get back.

The confidence that he walked with, before monsters crawled out of the ground, and Nancy put a hole in his heart.

"I'll let you in on a secret. ." Chrissy leans in, dropping her voice low enough that Steve has to lean in a bit too to hear. "My favorite character is the shark."

Steve playfully gapes at her, and for the first time in a long time, feels like things will be okay.

He’ll be okay.

He won’t be King Steve. He’s not Nancy's Boyfriend Steve either--but someone else. Himself.

A Steve who exists outside of Hawkins High, outside his family name.

He likes it.

"I told you that was his car. Steve!" A too familiar voice calls and Steve can't mask the despair that hits him as he turns to his (now least) favorite shithead, whose storming through Family Video’s doors.

"Dustin." He identifies, with an edge to his voice he can only pray Chrissy doesn't pick up on. "Other brats. What are you doing?"

Mike stands stubbornly at Dustin's right, Lucas nervous at his left.

Will Byers is situated next to Mike but Steve's not as familiar with him, and has no idea how to interpret the kid.

If he had to guess based on the face he’s being sent, Will’s more nervous then the rest--but equally determined.

(This does not make Steve feel better. It in fact, somewhat convinces them they’ve run headfirst back into trouble.)

"Well we were going to go to Lucas’s, but now, we're bumming a ride from you!"

"I'm busy." He says flatly.

"Ste~eeeve!"

"I didn't know you had a brother." Chrissy says, hand covering her mouth.

Looking back at her, Steve's pretty sure she's trying to physically hold back laughter.

If one could shoot lasers with their eyes, Steve would be nailing Dustin for ruining--whatever it was that was happening here.

"He's a rescue" Steve says flatly. "It’s not working out though. We're planning on returning him to the shelter.”

"Wow Steve." Dustin returns, offended. "First of all, if anyone's rescuing anyone I rescued you, or did you suddenly forget that you show up to family dinner every Thursday at my house like a sad orpha--mmpphh!"

‘Mmpphh’ because Steve had taken several long strides across the store to smack his hand over Dustin's mouth.

"Sorry Chrissy, it would appear the asshole children I am paid to babysit escaped whoever is supposed to be watching them." He shakes Dustins head, in lue of strangling him. “Hit me up later we’ll discuss the shark’s best kills.”

“Will do.” Chrissy says, as Steve begins the process of shoving his four smaller friends out the door. “Drive safe!”

“No you don’t, and you’re gonna prove it by swinging through McDonalds for us.” Dustin sing-songs, swinging himself into the passenger side of the Beemer.

“You assholes owe me, big time.” Steve hisses, as Lucas and Mike instantly begin making kissy faces the second they’re out into the parking lot. "I had plans tonight!"

“Do you have McDonalds money?” Steve asks, only to immediately wince at himself because fuck did he just sound like a soccer mom.

“I have money I took out of my mom’s wallet.” Mike says as he settles into the car with his friends.

“Fine.” Steve sighs in defeat, starting the car.

He determinedly does not ask if the idiots walked here, because there is a suspicious lack of bicycles, if only because he hit his mom quota for the day and Steve refuses to say anything else that might edge out his cool persona.

The one he swears he still has.

Supposedly.

("Does my mom really pay you to watch me?" Dustin asks a while later, when the other brats are distracted. His voice is painfully honest, and softer than it normally is.

"In food, yes." Steve says, because he’s not that much of an asshole--and maybe, because Dustin is truly his only friend right now.

Steve honestly looks forward to those Thursday dinners, helping Ma Henderson and having her fuss over him in a way his parents never had.

In a way no one ever had.

Dustin lands a solid kick to his ankle, making Steve curse. "That's not payment you ass!"

"Ow, God Dustin--"

"Just admit you're my actual friend, you dick!"

"Language! I swear your mom stole you from wolves, you animal--" Steve swatted at him.

Maybe, possibly later, he will go on to admit that yes, Dustin is his friend.

He will even agree to making up a stupid handshake for it.

It involves lightsabers and gore at least, which Steve insists is very cool.)

#BB is coming down to the wire #my date to post is Halloween #bc its me lol #so our regularly scheduled programing will be back shortly #steddissy #steve harrington #eddie munson #stranger things #0o0 fanfics #steve/chrissy/eddie #for those weirdies who kept insisting this was platonic in the tags you can read this part too and be happily delusional about the endgame #its a slowburn #my calling card lmao #this fic was meant to weave around the canon plot until s4 wherein we go off the rails #this is an everyone lives fiiiiic #theyre all equally dorky with crushes #Steve has some Im Just Ken issues #angst

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unearthlydust · 8 months

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CHRIS EVANS as STEVE ROGERS Avengers: Endgame (2019)

#marveledit #chris evans #steve rogers #marvel #evansedit #steverogersedit #cevansedit #avengers: endgame #*

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gunsandspaceships · 2 months

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Billionaire Tony…

Likes simple things:

Cheeseburgers from Burger King, pizza and donuts

T-Shirts from Walmart, t-shirts of his favorite heavy metal bands

$5 Bottles from Dick’s

His father’s old robe

Paper books

Minimalistic interiors

Cooled down coffee

He doesn't really care what kind of coffee he drinks

Physical labor

Friendly relationships with his employees

Wooden cabins by the lake with chickens, alpacas and a garden

#tony stark #iron man #mcu #marvel #the avengers #avengers endgame #pepper potts #iron man 2 #avengers age of ultron #spider man homecoming #peter parker #happy hogan #steve rogers #howard stark

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lavenderpanic · 8 months

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There is no universe in which Steve went back in time and, instead of freeing Bucky or Isaiah or exposing HYDRA, he chose to marry Peggy and live a quiet life and ignore everything he found out about in the 21st century

#bucky barnes #steve rogers #stucky #marvel fanfiction #catws #stevebucky #endgame isn’t canon #anti endgame

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mrsgingles · 9 months

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It feels like ages ago that I posted some Stevetony – here's my gift for Fluffypanda as part of the Stevetony Endgame Mini-Exchange!

Prompt: Tony wakes up after dying

Please check out all the other wonderful works and leave the artists and authors some love <3 there's still so many fics I want to read from the event!

#stevetony #stony #tony stark #steve rogers #avengers: endgame #endgame exchange 2023 #my art

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