Semi Hiatus-ish

Stephanie Rogers, but I think you know me better as Captain America. I was frozen for 70 years and I woke up into a very different world. I can't tell what I'm supposed to be fighting for anymore, but you can be sure that if you need me, I'll be there.

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"I see Tony's got you the new iPhone. You know you can talk to it."

Is she just the tiniest bit pleased that she knows more about 21st century life than he is? Probably.

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Come and dance!

Send me “Come and dance” for my muses reaction to yours taking their hands and pulling them onto the dance floor

He’s blind drunk, and this is probably a really bad idea, but Bucky doesn’t put up too much of a fight when Stephanie’s slim fingers close around his wrist and tug him up onto the packed dance floor. Her hair is spun gold in the dim light of the club, her eyes huge and so intensely blue, and — Lord help him — this is a really, really bad idea.

                                                    It’s not a slow song, not something they                                                     can simply hold hands and sway to like                                                     songs meant for sweethearts; the beat is                                                     heavy and drugging, the kind of music                                                     that slithers along his skin and sinks into                                                     his bloodstream. Bucky forces a smile and                                                     tries not to focus too hard on the weight of                                                     Stephanie’s hands as they loop around                                                     his neck, bringing her up onto her tip-toes                                                     until her nose brushes his jaw. She’s drunk                                                     too — of course she is, after trying so                                                     valiantly to match every shot of Bucky’s                                                     cheap whiskey — and is moving against him                                                     like water tumbling over a riverbed. It’s a                                                     sinuous grace he’s only ever seen when                                                     Steph thinks Bucky isn’t looking, dancing to                                                     the latest static-filled record as she makes                                                     them coffee or sharpens her charcoal sticks,                                           and it drives him c r a z y.

He’s not even sure how they’ve reached this point. He remembers Stephanie’s date vanishing into the crush of bodies alongside Bucky’s own, remembers Steph’s lips pressing into a sad pout.                                      “You won’t leave me alone, right?”                                              “‘Course not.” — — he’d meant it.                                       “Would you dance with me?”                                              “‘Course I would.” — — he’d only partially meant it,                                                                                    hadn’t realised Steph had                                                                                    been asking.Stephanie’s eyelashes brush his skin; she’s too close, the soft scent of her hair near overpowering. Bucky can’t stop his hands from falling to her waist, can’t control the slow roll of his hips that pushes a quiet gasp from her mouth. Whatever this is, it’s been a long time coming, and whatever happens after their dance,well — — he can only hold on tightand hope Steph leads the way, herhands in his like a song meant fors w e a t h e a r t s.

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I have drafts for the following people: winterxassassin, assassinfromthepast, thexcoldestxwinter, burningintowinter, xndoftheline, justamaninasuit, americas-misguided-soldier.

It's been a while so I realize you may not want to continue these super old threads but if you do, let me know! Otherwise I'll delete all my drafts on Sunday.

[sabacc]

Veni, vidi, vici

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guess who's back?

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I know it's been a few days but I've been super stressed out. I signed out of school yesterday but this entire week is booked until after my graduation on Friday. I'll try to get drafts done when I can!

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[ My friend's Donald Duck version of a Final Countdown. ]

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Bucky: ♉

Send in ♉ for my character’s reaction to suddenly being kissed by yours

They’d been sitting together and Stephanie had been nursing a beer. She’d turned her head to talk to him when suddenly—his lips crashed onto hers. She slowly slid her fingers into his hair, kissing him back, closing her eyes.

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He shifted so he could trade places with her, pulling his pants off before settling on the couch so he was kneeling over her across its length, trailing kisses from her lips to her cheek and onto her neck. With a soft chuckle he pulled her bra from her body and tossed it across the room, still kissing down onto her collarbone and breasts

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Biting her lip at the sensation and arching her back against him, pressing herself against his mouth, Stephanie tried to let no sound escape her.

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Matched || Team London

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"Hey, Abby." Leon said, as they climbed out of the train. The station was concrete, walls lit up with tiny lights. Other trains were stopping, too, people getting off. Abigail ripped her eyes from the moving trains, looking over to Leon. "I think I might die." He says, scrunching up his nose.

She turns, seeing two familiar faces, climbing off a train. Ciaran and Rosie. And they were obviously friends. Abigail couldn’t help but laugh, turning to Leon. “Double dates!” She said, grinning. He rolled his eyes. “Please, no.”

And then Leon got a better look at Rosie. He couldn’t take his eyes off her, the nervous way she moved, the tiny bounces on the balls of her feet. She was tiny, and cute. Everything about her was like that.

Abigail had to slap him to get him out of his daze, and hit him a little too hard, leaving a bright red print across his face. “Sorry!” She said, taking a small step back. “Thanks, actually.” He murmered.

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"Oh. Look who it is." Ciaran had noticed the two and fixed his shirt, smoothing back his hair.

"You look fine," Rosie whispered to him, almost rolling her eyes. She took a few deep breaths. This was it. This was the big day, the day she'd meet Leon.

Both of them were wondering things--was this a good match? How could it be a good match? How could it possibly be a good match? She didn't know him. He didn't know her.

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A Pirate's Life for Me. [americas-misguided-soldier]

[americas-misguided-soldier-deac]

"Where else would we watch it." He said smiling at her. He slowly started lead her down the streets and back towards the docks. Steve would do anything for Stephanie to make her happy.

He was to happy to hear she had to see the commadore tomorrow. He was just stuck up ass who only cared about the money. ” Sneak out then. Come see me, spend the days at the docks. Though I would love to see your new dress.”

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She grinned up at him, pleased to hear that. Pursing her lips, she nodded. "I'd much rather spend the time with you. You'll just have to pop by sometime to see the dress. Accidentally make a delivery to our house maybe." She had to laugh at the thought, but it could work. She'd be glad to see him anyways.

[thehollowsoldat]

That’s it.  Wow her on his last night here.  ”I was trying to be modest.  Thanks for bringing back my ego, sweetcheeks,” he teased.  Shut the door to the bedroom and switched into a shabby, but clean suit jacket and tie.  He slicked his hair back and checked the angles in the mirror.  Snazzy.  

Sauntered out, leaning against the doorframe.  Taking in the lovely sight he wouldn’t see much longer.  ”Ready for a night on the town?”  He pulled his cap over his hair.

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"Like you needed any help," she teased as she waited for him, smoothing her skirt and trying to fix her hair. She really wished she could dress better. But this was about as good as it was going to get. At least she had a brand new bottle of perfume--she rarely got one.

She smiled when she turned to look at him. "Ready, Sarge."

[but--i-knew-him]

"BUCKY. BUCKY I GOT A PUPPY."

"what? Steph i’ve already got Krasnyy, do we really need a puppy?" he frowns slightly, and slides two fingers under Krasnyy’s collar, just in case. "iunno hwo she’d react to a little one, ya know how unpredictable she c’n be" he murmured, biting his lower lip.

[but--i-knew-him]

"that’d be good. At least until Fury gives me enough security clearance to go on missions" he understood furys distrust of him, but it didnt make sitting around at home while everyone else got to run around taking down bad guys any less boring. 

"i think… i think i just need a goood long mission i guess" he said with a shrug.

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"Fury will come around eventually," she promised, and looked at him with concern. She hadn't been taking the missions she'd been asked to, and she would continue to refuse until they granted Bucky clearance and started giving him missions.

[thexcoldestxwinter]

2

2 - You Again: Muses are old lovers who can’t keep their hands off each other.

It killed Bucky, whenever they had to attend these events He wasn’t a people person - couldn’t remember ever having been, probably never would be. Plus, it meant he had to keep his hands off the one person who made life worth living these days, which really wasn’t something that was high on his priority list. The two of them had started out as friends, but these days? Things had progressed far, far beyond that.

It was with that in mind that he steered her toward the nearest empty hallway. He wanted her all to himself, damn it, but it had to be without causing too much of a stir. "Just smile and act like we have somewhere important to be," he leaned in slightly to whisper in her ear.

[thexcoldestxwinter]

Of course he was humoring her. He’d always been the one with more confidence in the bedroom, and he doubted she’d know what to do if he ever really wanted her to order him around. He ran one hand up the inside of her leg, stopping just at the hemline of her skirt, and pulling back a little to smirk down at her. ”Since you’re in the mood to give orders, why don’t you tell me what you want?”

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She grinned, wanting his hand to continue up her leg, but she knew that wasn't going to happen. No, now he was teasing. Just to show that she might be able to give orders but he didn't have to obey them. Not when he was in control. She knew how he worked. "You."

[thexcoldestxwinter]

Interruption [you do realize I will give you every meme you say please for]

13. Your muse rudely ruins the nap mine was having

Bucky grumbles, eyes opening as a weight settling on the bed wakes him from his mid-afternoon nap. He usually wasn’t the type to sleep during the day, but quite frankly he’d been plagued by a headache that just wouldn’t go away and he’d really needed it. And now … well … she’d woken him so she was going to have to pay the price. He reached out, grabbing her around the waist and pulling her up against him. "Mmm. You woke me up, now you gotta pay the price and keep me company."

[also i love you for that because i say pls because i love it when people do them. ;~;]

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”Mmm. I know how you feel.” Because on his list of priorities, moving was pretty near the bottom of the list. Eventually he’d have to, of course, but for now? Like hell he was going to move. ”Guess we gotta take these moments when we can get ‘em.”

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Grinning, she tucked her head under his further and nodded. "So shut up and cuddle me, Barnes." It was nice, this feeling. She didn't feel rushed to do anything, she didn't feel anxious, wasn't even scared of falling asleep for once.

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3 (AU, like you said. >3)

Stephanie hadn’t meant to come home early but Coulson persuaded her to go home and get some rest. When she opened the door, she heard a strange sound from the couch; perhaps Bucky was napping. She tiptoed in and shut the door without a sound, laying her keys on the counter. She came around the corner and stopped—absolutely still. She felt frozen, like ice was creeping into her veins. He was on top of a girl on the couch, and thank god they were mostly clothed, but… the way he was grinning down at her while she hooked her legs around his waist, it made her absolutely sick. He was looking at her the way she had always wanted to be looked at. Apparently it was a look not reserved for her. She didn’t say anything; he hadn’t seemed to notice her. She couldn’t blame him, he looked… happy. Happy the way she could never make him. She slowly crept back into the hall and took her coat off the hanger. She decided maybe the bar was a good place to stop for the night.

[thexcoldestxwinter]

Bucky had fucked up. He’d known that as soon as he heard the door close. Maybe most people wouldn’t have heard it, but Bucky had sharper ears than most. He’d frozen in place, the woman beneath him asking if something was wrong. And that was when it had clicked. Hell yes this was wrong. He wasn’t some cocky kid from Brooklyn anymore who could just do whatever he wanted and not have to face the music. He had somebody else to think about now, and … well, he’d already failed pretty fucking miserably at that if his present situation was any indication. ”You need to go.” So did he, to track down Stephanie wherever she’d gone. He pulled away from the woman - what was her name again? Didn’t matter, he guessed. It wasn’t like they’d be seeing each other again. He found his jacket and rummaged in his pocket for his phone. [SMS: Steph] Stephanie, we need to talk. I know you saw.

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Stephanie checked her phone. She stopped walking, and sighed. Did they really need to talk? Digging her teeth into her bottom lip, she decided that maybe they did. But her fingers were reluctant to type a message back.

What did she see? She wasn't sure anymore. Him cheating, him happy, him something that wasn't what she had expected. Was she over reacting? Probably. The thought made her cringe.

[text; Bucky] Where do you want to meet?

[thexcoldestxwinter]

3 (but this has to be AU bc I need their main verse to be okay xD)

[[AU as requested]]Oh, god. Bucky feels sick to his stomach as he watches her kissing another man through the window of some crappy little dive bar. He hadn’t even intended to see her here - hadn’t thought this would be the kinda place she’d be seen in a million years. All he’d wanted was a couple drinks and a chance to get his head together, but instead he was faced with this. His feet were moving before he could even manage to decide what he was going to do. He resisted the urge to stalk over and haul the guy off Stephanie, instead taking a deep breath and the seat next to them at the bar. "Stephanie," he greeted her, his voice cold as ice. He wanted to startle her, and he wanted to fucking terrify the other guy. "Last place I thought I’d see you.”

[thexcoldestxwinter]

It really was for the best that she hadn’t followed him. He was in no mood to talk to her that night, and in the end hadn’t even ended up going home. He’d crashed with Sam instead, because he’d known that Sam wouldn’t pry or ask questions that he didn’t want to answer. It wasn’t until the next morning that he went home and realized she wasn’t there. Huh. Well, wasn’t that interesting? Maybe she’d gone home with the asshole, after all. Only one way to know, he guessed, retrieving his phone and dialing her number. He hit the ‘Call’ button and lifted the phone to his ear, waiting for her to answer. He guessed if the other asshole answered it, at least he’d know.

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She answered her phone after the second ring, wiping her mouth from throwing up. "Bucky?" she asked, voice definitely showcasing how miserable she felt. 

Physically and emotionally, of course. The hangover was ravaging her but the effects of the fact that she basically cheated on him were much worse. She hadn't meant to, but she did give up on trying to stop it. And she absolutely should not have.

This was her fault, and she damn  well knew it too.

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♍

Send in ♍ for my character’s reaction to yours telling them they are a virgin

                    Bucky froze a bit in the movements, looking to her and swallowing. "This.. This would be your first time?" He didn’t feel like it was right, felt like this was too hurried. They’d hardly met each other again, Bucky hardly remembered, and it was too early.

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"I know it’s about both of us, Stephanie, but I don’t want to keep you from what you want," He said, smiling softly at her. "You know what you mean to me."

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"Hey. Stop. You're not keeping me from anything. You're not saying 'never'." Stephanie kissed him right on the tip of his nose, smiling. "If you don't feel like it's right, we'll wait."