Pilot / Spy

Steve smiled and offered Diana his arm as they walked towards the park.

"My week was alright, I've been spending time at the library reading up on everything I've missed." Not just since 1984, he was in the midst of reading up on 1920s about women's suffrage and probation. It was fascinating.

"I feel like there's so much to learn, and I've just started."

"I was reading about how things changed after the war, how women wore shorter dresses and chopped off their long hair. It makes me think about my sisters and how my mother would have fainted if they did that. I wish I knew what became of them." He missed his siblings more as of late. He'd only ever thought of getting the job done and going home during the war.

But he'd never gotten the chance.

"I've been wondering about the farm, if it's still there... if my family still works that piece of land."

"Maybe, but I like this version of the story better." Even with all the pain, their story was a good one.

"How did I save you? I think I disrupted your idyllic life." What he'd seen of Themyscira life there seemed peaceful as long as you weren't an outsider.

"If we have a daughter, would she grow up knowing she's a princess? Or would you rather raise her away from all of that?"

"Yes I think I do as well." Diana said. "I don't know if I would call it idyllic." She said. "I was always a little different maybe a bit restless." Diana said.

"I cannot go home, but I wouldn't want to deny her heritage unless you are not comfortable with it." She said.

"I wouldn't want her running around trying to use her title to get her way, but I want any child of ours to know both sides of themselves." Steve propped his chin on her shoulder and smiled.

"Themyscira is a part of you, even though you're here with me. I would never want to stifle a part of you. You wouldn't be you otherwise."

She'd sacrificed her place on Themyscira for him, and frankly, he hated she could never see her home or her mother again because she chose to help him.

"I know your mother isn't my biggest fan, but I wish she could see you now."

Steve feigned a pained expression, but he assumed it was only fair. He had met Diana's mother after all. Though, if they were comparing the two meetings, this one was going much better.

The Trevor's weren't rich by any stretch of the imagination, but the property they owned was rather pretty, especially at sunset.

Once his mother and sisters started clearing the plates, Steve stood and pulled out Diana's chair, holding out a hand to help her up.

"Come take a quick walk with me," Steve murmured as he guided Diana towards the door.

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In her lifetime, sharing meals was a way of socializing. Catching up after a long day and decompressing together, swapping stories and making memories over good food and even better company. To meet Steve’s mother was a surreal experience— honored to share the space with the woman who’d raised the man she loved, helped him become the person he was today. The woman was here in front of her, and Diana observed with their interactions and noted the similarities silently to herself with a fond smile picturesque on her expression the entire dinner. Steve had been raised to be loyal, kind, open-minded, adventurous and self-sacrificing like Diana, willing to do whatever it took to save people. Diana owed her all of her gratitude.

There wasn’t any battle for a first impression. No, that had taken place with Diana’s mother, Queen of the Amazons, and perhaps the perfect only acceptable way for Hippolyta to bother acknowledging Steve’s presence in the first place. A man. Trespasser. Bringing violence in tow beyond the horizon, and taking away her daughter from the safety of Themyscira. Absence made the heart grow fonder, but Diana would make that decision again in every lifetime. Because fate had led her to the right place at the right time in meeting Steve and preventing the humans of the world from destroying one another under the influence of Ares.

Now, they could start their lives together.

Her perhaps as a U.S. Army nurse… until it would be time for her to leave. Bygones for a later time, the thought never quite fading from its imprint on her heart. So when Steve offered his hand and his murmured request, Diana obliged, curiosity the cat and her following after ushering her many thanks to his mother and sister. Genuinely blessed to share a meal as delightful and satiating as though it’d been gifted by the Gods. Certainly left for some puzzled expression upon their exit.

Following his lead, Diana’s arm looped through the crook of his, and fell into easy step at his side. Natural, like puzzle pieces, they fit together. “You have been keeping me in suspense, Steve, with this mysterious gift. You know your presence is more than a gift enough for me, don’t you?” And she meant it, sincerely, stopping momentarily to kiss his cheek with a featherlight touch.

#musingmemories #«⌚» 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 › au: all the time in the world

They had left the house behind now, climbing the hill that gave the best view of the sunset, Steve had spent summer evenings watching the sunset from this hill as a kid. The view was breathtaking.

"It's no Themyscira, but it is pretty here." Steve said, pointing to the sky which was painted in pinks and oranges fading into soft purples.

While Diana was distracted by the view, Steve would get down on one knee and pull out the ring box his father had given him. He wanted to do this properly.

His heart had never beat so loud as when he knelt and waited for her to turn and see him there.

He cleared his throat after a moment to get her attention.

"Diana."

Leading Diana out of the event, Steve paused on the sidewalk and kissed Diana. She looked so beautiful, but still like the angel who saved him on the beaches of Themyscira all those years ago.

"There’s a park not far from here. Let's walk through it, on the way home." Something about tonight reminded him about that first night in 1984, but better because he knew he could stay forever this time.

A smile on her features as she returned his kiss.

A nod from her. "I'd like that." She said. "I like talking walks with you." She sometimes thought of their time in 1984, and honestly nature always calmed her. There was something so beautiful about it. "And you can tell me about you about how your week has gone."

Steve smiled and offered Diana his arm as they walked towards the park.

"I feel like there's so much to learn, and I've just started."

"I love you." He felt sometimes he didn't tell her enough, as she moved towards him Steve reached out and pulled Diana closer to him.

"I don't know what my life would look like without you, and frankly, I don't want to know, I love you so much, Angel."

"I love you too." She said going easily as he pulled her closer. A hum from her in the back of her throat.

"I think you would have still saved the world Steve." She said softly. "But you did more then save the world. You saved me too."

"Maybe, but I like this version of the story better." Even with all the pain, their story was a good one.

"How did I save you? I think I disrupted your idyllic life." What he'd seen of Themyscira life there seemed peaceful as long as you weren't an outsider.

"If we have a daughter, would she grow up knowing she's a princess? Or would you rather raise her away from all of that?"

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His mother had been fit to be tied when Steve had returned from Europe with a mysterious foreign fiancée in tow.

Steve had told everyone Diana was from Greece. His parents didn't know anything about Greece, so it could explain away some of what his mother would call Diana's quirks.

He didn't care if his family found them an odd pairing, Diana made him happy, and that was all that mattered.

Holding Diana's hand under the table as his mother discussed wedding plans, Steve gave her a secret smile.

He really did love her.

"When dinner is over, come meet me outside, I have something for you." Steve whispered when finally the subject changed.

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Diana Prince. From Greece. Slow and steady Diana was starting to understand the moments she needed to pretend. Emphasis on the slow. Earnestly literal, if Diana were anyone else she might've been internally stressing over whether or not she'd been believable... but presently she was far too in awe she were meeting Steve's mother.

A woman she admired, and adored for blessing her with such a gift no one else could ever accomplish. If it weren't for her, Steve might've never have existed, and they would've never met. Diana thanked the Gods, a warm smile on her lips at his whisper, the hum of his voice and enigmatic air making her shiver. "Then dinner is over." She said simply, playfully, wanting to spend every ounce of time with him, fleeting as life was with mortals.

And how beautiful life was the way they cherished it.

"But your mother made such an effort... we must stay a bit longer. I want to hear more stories about you growing up." Imagery painted the picture, a young Steve staring wide-eyed at airplanes soaring over the sky.

#musingmemories #«⌚» 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 › au: all the time in the world

Steve feigned a pained expression, but he assumed it was only fair. He had met Diana's mother after all. Though, if they were comparing the two meetings, this one was going much better.

The Trevor's weren't rich by any stretch of the imagination, but the property they owned was rather pretty, especially at sunset.

Once his mother and sisters started clearing the plates, Steve stood and pulled out Diana's chair, holding out a hand to help her up.

"Come take a quick walk with me," Steve murmured as he guided Diana towards the door.

@musingmemories liked for an AU starter

His mother had been fit to be tied when Steve had returned from Europe with a mysterious foreign fiancée in tow.

Steve had told everyone Diana was from Greece. His parents didn't know anything about Greece, so it could explain away some of what his mother would call Diana's quirks.

He didn't care if his family found them an odd pairing, Diana made him happy, and that was all that mattered.

Holding Diana's hand under the table as his mother discussed wedding plans, Steve gave her a secret smile.

He really did love her.

"When dinner is over, come meet me outside, I have something for you." Steve whispered when finally the subject changed.

#musingmemories #«⌚» 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 › au: all the time in the world

Steve smirked and grabbed her hand, Diana brought something out in him that resembled him before the war, the wild and carefree young man who liked pretty girls and dancing.

He liked that version of himself the best.

"Let's go, we can deal with it tomorrow, I just want it to be me and you."

She gave his hand a squeeze. "Alright and I'm sure that there is nothing to deal with." Diana said. Bruce could be reasonable after all. "You and me sounds perfect." Diana continued. "We can do whatever you want." The night was still young after all.

Leading Diana out of the event, Steve paused on the sidewalk and kissed Diana. She looked so beautiful, but still like the angel who saved him on the beaches of Themyscira all those years ago.

"I wouldn't mind it, Greek is the root of a lot of common names anyway." Steve smiled and kissed her temple, he loved Diana and that love would extend to any child they had.

"I don't have any particular attachment to any of the names my family traditionally uses. Besides your traditions are just as important as mine."

"That is very true." Diana said. A pleased hum as he kissed her temple.

"I would think between the two of us we could come up with a name we both love if it comes to that." She said. She moved toward him. "I would like it very much."

"I love you." He felt sometimes he didn't tell her enough, as she moved towards him Steve reached out and pulled Diana closer to him.

"I don't know what my life would look like without you, and frankly, I don't want to know, I love you so much, Angel."

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"I know there weren't children on Themyscira but is there any traditions for when it comes to names I should know about?" Steve asked, he kept picturing the beautiful little girl from his dream. The very image of Diana, he would love any child they had but a daughter would have him wrapped around her little finger without a doubt.

A shake of her head. "No, they were just Greek names." She said. Though Diana's was more on the Roman side, but that was about it. She hadn't thought of having a child with Steve, but the idea was appealing. "Is that something that you want?"

"I wouldn't mind it, Greek is the root of a lot of common names anyway." Steve smiled and kissed her temple, he loved Diana and that love would extend to any child they had.

"I don't have any particular attachment to any of the names my family traditionally uses. Besides your traditions are just as important as mine."

Steve moved behind her sweeping her dark curls off her neck, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck before fastening the clasp of the locket he'd gotten for her around her neck.

"Okay, open. I thought you would like something a little old fashioned." Steve said knowing his photograph was already tucked inside the locket.

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Feeling Steve move behind her and push her hair to the side, she could already guess what it was. Even if she didn't know any specifics. She waited, albeit impatiently, until he told her that she could open her eyes. When she did, she glanced down at the locket. She gently brushed her fingers over the trinket.

"Oh, Steve, it's beautiful." She turned around so she could look at him. "Thank you."

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"I saw it and thought of you," Steve smiled kissing her cheek, he'd even paid a little more for a jeweler to engrave the words 'for my angel' on the inside opposite of his photograph.

"I thought you could carry a little bit of me with you whenever you wear it."

"Not particularly, you looked sort of lonely over here all by yourself." Steve said quickly kissing her cheek.

A lifetime ago he'd gone to a party much like this one mostly to stop her from killing someone, but even then he couldn't help admiring her beauty.

Tonight the stakes weren't quite that high, but she was just as beautiful.

"Do you think Bruce would notice if we snuck out? You look too beautiful not to take you dancing."

"It is certainly an event." She said. She had gotten used to having to go to events like this, but it was very different from one of the few times she'd gone with Steve. There wasn't a plot for her to get through. A shake of her head. "No I'm sure Bruce would understand." She said. "We don't even have to tell him if you don't want."

#legends-and-savages #«⌚» 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 › au: a man out of time

Steve smirked and grabbed her hand, Diana brought something out in him that resembled him before the war, the wild and carefree young man who liked pretty girls and dancing.

He liked that version of himself the best.

"Let's go, we can deal with it tomorrow, I just want it to be me and you."

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"Sometimes I look at you and I'm reminded of that night in Veld, dancing with you." (for Diana Prince)

How could any one man manage to leave her as breathless as Steve Trevor did? The soulfulness of his eyes always caused her heart to flicker and churn with unnatural force. His lips were likened only to the soft billowy clouds, ones that resembled what humans refer to as cotton-balls. And when he spoke, when he uttered any string of syllables, Diana couldn't help but devote every ounce of her attention to him.

There it is. Housed upon his countenance is a look Diana can discern well. The breadth of fondness is undismissable. Steve's remembrance draws her lips inching upwards into a radiant grin. Crimson blazes into her cheekbones as Prince drops the task she had been working on, to cross the room to him. "You-- you do?" A jovial lilt underscores her remark.

A hand is proffered to him, every porcelain finger wishing to collapse around his own. "Did you know," the brunette starts softly, "that was the first moment I knew." Her voice more powdery than solid. "I knew that I could live without you no more than I could live without air." She uses her free hand to cup the warm globe of his cheek. "You -- you alone became my everything. I -- I wanted to experience it all with you. The quiet morning breakfasts in bed, a couple of children running around, a nice house where we could grow old." That dream hadn't changed.

#timeguardians #«⌚» 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 › undetermined

"Was it?" Steve chuckled, stealing a kiss, the nice little dream she was describing should have been theirs, and he wished they could have gotten their happily ever after when the war ended, but he was here now, and they were just blissfully as happy.

"We could still have all that you know?"

The way she was looking at him made him want to kiss her but unlike during the war he could kiss Diana as much as he pleased.

"As you wish." Steve said leaning in and stealing a kiss.

"I got you something, close your eyes."

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Diana's eyes close briefly, and the kiss was over far sooner than she would have liked. But, they light up once he tells her that he got her something. She closes her eyes at his command.

"What is it?" She could hardly contain her excitement.

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Steve moved behind her sweeping her dark curls off her neck, pressing a kiss to the back of her neck before fastening the clasp of the locket he'd gotten for her around her neck.

"Okay, open. I thought you would like something a little old fashioned." Steve said knowing his photograph was already tucked inside the locket.

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@pilotspy cont. from here (x);

As Steve stretched out his hand for her, Diana happily took it. She laughed gleefully as he spun her around. It made her dizzy in the best way. She clung to him, wishing he would never let her go.

At his comment, Diana gazed up at him through her dark lashes. "What if I told you I wouldn't mind it if you weren't a perfect gentleman?"