#aquajules

[aquajules]

Romanogers AU Series // supermodels au

Chapter 6: Supermodels in Time After Time by @beezyland

It amuses her to think while her backbone is long gone, his has grown immensely.

[previous] – [supermodels au] – [next]

• manip of chris & scarlett used with permission by faith2nyc

[beezyland]

For: @aquajules Pairing: Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanoff (MCU) Words: 6,000 Summary: Broadway AU. Steve, an actor who’s barely scraping by, lands the lead in a musical of his dreams. The only problem is that the star of the show is Natasha Romanoff and they have...history. 

[dresupi]

The fridge just died! You have to help me eat all this food!

Pairing:  Natasha Romanov/Steve Rogers For:  @aquajules Trope:  Thank Goodness You’re Here!

Steve didn’t question why they had to eat all the food in lieu of finding another cooling system, he just sat down and grabbed a spoon.  

Natasha was eating ice cream.  Vanilla with fudge swirls.  He wasn’t about to let a chance to share a frozen dairy treat with Natasha pass him by.  

It was just this side of too warm and they were practically drinking it from the spoons like some kind of chilled soup.  

But she was smiling like he hadn’t seen her smile in a long time, so he didn’t ask questions.  He just ate.  

[chalantness]

#75 (romanogers) for the fluff meme please

75. “Can you help me up, your child is pretty heavy.”(fluff meme)

Honestly? She kind of loves being pregnant.

Maybe it’s because she never thought it was a possibility before, that the chance had been taken from her before she could decide whether or not she wanted it. Maybe it’s because it hasn’t totally hit her yet, and, despite the fact that everyone (mostly Clint and Tony) is holding their breaths to see her in a mood swing, she’s been pretty even keel through the whole thing. She actually feels more relaxed, and somehow more energetic at the same time. Probably because Steve is just so damn happy about the whole thing and so easy to share in his enthusiasm when the man is practically buzzing all the time.

So much so that it’s almost easy to forget the weight gain. Almost.

“I can feel you staring at me, Rogers.”

She hears him chuckle, and, sure enough, she looks up to find him leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, a smile on his lips. “Maybe I just love looking at my wife,” he says, and though his tone is teasing, she knows that he’s being entirely sincere. And really, you’d think that being married and carrying his child in her would mean that this man wouldn’t be able to make her blush anymore, make her heart skip and stutter.

“Maybe?” she repeats.

His smile widens as he pushes off of the wall. “Definitely,” he amends, crossing the room to stand in front of her. He leans in, brushes a kiss to her forehead.

“Hi,” she says.

“Hi,” he echoes, then leans down and presses a kiss to her round belly through the material of her pajamas. “Hi, little one. Giving your mom a hard time?”

“Just giving me a bad back,” she teases, reaching up to thread her fingers through his hair. Steve hums at her touch and glances up at her.

“I made hot chocolate and got the pitfire going on the patio.” He gives her a boyish, dimpled grin, and because she knows her husband, she knows what exactly he’s about to tell her. “Let’s grab a blanket and cuddle outside.”

She laughs. God, he’s such a sap.

“Then, can you help me up?” She grins. “Your child is pretty heavy.”

He chuckles as he takes her hands in his, gives her fingers a squeeze and gently helps her to her feet. He makes it seem easy enough, and there are times when she almost feels pissed off by this. Like he doesn’t even realize how much weight she’s taken on. Except it’s stupid and she knows it, knows how ridiculous it is for her to think that Steve wouldn’t notice her discomfort. He may not be able to relate to it, but he’s always been attuned to her. Of course he knows that she struggling. But he also knows that if he treats her like she needs his help, it’ll only piss her off even more.

“Hey.”

“Hmm?” He looks at her, his eyes sparkling.

“I kind of love you, you know,” she tells him, and Steve laughs, ducks his head to slant his lips over hers.

[buttercookieart]

Touch meme

55. Initiate a tickle fight

[aquajules]

Romanogers 2020 Appreciation Week  / /  royal au ↳ M A Y   2 7 T H :   O N C E   U P O N   A   T I M E . . .

@romanogersweek

Stories that start with ‘once upon a time...’ and end with ‘happily ever after’ are the young prince, James Rogers, most favorite tales of all, especially when those particular fairytales are bedtime stories told by his father after tucking him in for the night.

Sometimes accompanied by Natasha (but not always), Steve would settle himself on the bed and watch as his son nodded off to dreamland. James often fell asleep with his mind full with wondrous tales: of magic and mystery, fierce dragons and heroic knights, brave princesses and mischievous fairies mixed with a good ole dose of magic spells, evil sorceresses, and potions sprinkled throughout.

But one story in particular was James’ favorite and one that he never seemed to grow tired of hearing. He would often beg his father to tell him the tale of the strong-willed Russian princess and heroic Irish outlaw. The tale in question was a compelling and intriguing one: a Russian princess had been betrothed since birth to the crown prince of Ireland and when she became of age, they would be wed. Although she had neither heard from nor met her future husband, she held resentment against such an arrangement and would often plead with her father to reconsider, but her father would never listen to her pleas.

When the princess finally became of age, her betrothed sent for her, much to her dismay. Upon her arrival, the prince presented himself as a kind and polite gentleman, but in the days leading up to their wedding, her future husband slowly revealed himself to be a cruel, harsh man with many secrets.

Not able to stand him any longer, the princess flees the night before the wedding and loses herself in the forbidden forest just beyond the kingdom. Stumbling upon a band of outlaws, the princess quickly befriends them and learns their rebellious ways. After falling in love with the leader of the gang, she learns that he was the real prince whom she was supposed to marry, but was banished when the cruel man posing as him overthrew his father’s kingdom many years before.

Together the princess and outlaw prince, along with their friends, fight to take back the kingdom from the evil ruler and expose him for the vile villain that he was. Although they faced countless challenging threats and made many difficult sacrifices along the way, they eventually were victorious and lived happily ever after. And Steve should know, after all he was the outlaw prince, and Natasha, the courageous princess.

A special thanks to xo-stardust720 for her help.

[aquajules]

K I D N A P P E D   B Y   A   P I R A T E    C A P T I V A T E D   B Y   A   P R I N C E ,   P A R T   I

Romanogers - Steve Rogers/Natasha Romanov  ↳ enemies to lovers/pirate captain & crown prince au

for @xo-stardust720​

Long ago, across sparkling blue waters of fathomless oceans, nestled between a rather sizable forest, stood a fairly large kingdom ruled since the beginning of its time by the prosperous Rogers' family line. Most loyal to the throne was the ever faithful Romanov family who served dutifully to each new ruler. All was well and peaceable within the kingdom for centuries until one fateful summer’s evening.

Twenty-two-year-old Natalia Romanov could remember the day as if it had happened yesterday. Fourteen years ago, when Nat was just eight years-old, her parents were wrongfully accused of treason and the whole Romanov family, including anyone related, was sentenced to death by order of King Joseph.

Awaiting her time to end, Nat watched with growing horror as one by one each Romanov relation from eldest to youngest was executed. She felt numb as she watched the guards lead her mother away to her demise. As she brushed away indignant tears that had trickled down her face, she felt a timid tug on her dress from behind. Turning, she was met with a rather small, frail looking boy around her age with unruly blonde hair, releasing his slight grip on her dress, he raised a finger to his lips and held out a cloak the color of his brilliant ocean blue eyes; he indicated for Nat to slip on the garment and quietly follow him.

Heart pounding and pulse racing, Nat gripped the boy’s hand tightly as they snuck out unnoticed and swiftly headed towards the huge merchant ships docked down at the crowded port where gentle waves lapped at the sides of each ship.

Crouched down behind several large crates near the docks, the boy struggling to catch his breath persuaded Nat to stow away onto one of the merchant ships about to leave the port; he informed her not to return for quite some time until the whole ordeal had been blown over and but forgotten.

Turning to the boy, Nat reached forward and embraced him whilst whispering her thanks. Startled, the boy hesitated before patting her back awkwardly. Pulling away, Nat kept the tears that burned her eyes and threatened to fall at bay while a brief smile ghosted her lips before a determined look settled on her features. Cautiously peeking around the stack of boxes, she saw a clear opening for her to sneak aboard. She turned back towards where the boy was crouched behind her only to find no one there but a piece of folded paper.

Quickly glancing around, Nat picked up the paper and unfolded it. A soft gasp escaped her lips as her eyes settled on the beautiful sketch of her solemn gaze with the words inked below in beautiful cursive script, Until We Meet Again. Folding the paper and tucking it into her apron pocket, Nat snuck aboard the ship and thus began her life at sea.

For several years, life with the merchants was serene, but when Nat turned sixteen bad luck seemed to strike them at every turn, until finally it all ended when pirates overtook the ship. Only Nat was saved alive because of her wits and quick thinking, disguising herself as a gentleman and bearing the name Nathaniel Rushman, Nat negotiated with her captors and soon earned her keep as one of them.

It didn’t take Nat much time at all to learn the ways of a pirate and soon became the youngest female pirate captain to sail the seven seas. Aboard her magnificent ship, The Black Widow, Nat and her crew of loyal companions prowled the vast ocean, preying upon the innocent.

Fueled by the anger, resentment and pure hatred for King Joseph she had kept bottled up inside her for years, Nat mainly plundered ships sailing the royal flag. She’d taunt the opposing captains before claiming their lives with a swift plunge of her feared sword, she’d strip the ship of anything valuable and loot the precious cargo, always sparing a few shipmates lives to return to their king with word of Nat’s plundering. She was a force of nature to be reckoned with, but another summer’s evening would yet again change the course of Nat’s life.

Upon boarding a simple merchants ship, Nat was met by opposition of an unlikely figure, a rather frail-looking young man wielded a sword and attempted to halt Nat in her pirating. Staring into his brilliant ocean blue eyes burning with deficiency, Nat was struck by a sense of familiarity.

Trying to use Nat’s dumbfoundedness to his advantage, the young man attempted to attack her while she was taken aback, but Nat easily parried his blow away and with one quick maneuver had the man pinned to the deck, her deadly sword lightly touching his chest. The captain and crew of the merchant ship had drawn their weapons during the exchange, upon which Nat’s first mate confirmed that the man she had taken down was none other than the crown prince, Steven Rogers.

Struggling to keep her wrath hidden, Nat threatened the opposing crew to drop their weapons and surrender or say goodbye to their prince. Reluctantly they threw their swords down by her feet and surrendered to their fate. Having concocted a malicious plan, Nat took only the prince and the opposing captain, James Barnes, as her prisoners, and mercifully let the rest of the crew live with a message to take straight back to their king:

If you truly love your son, you will come in search for him yourself and pay a great price, your life for his. If you choose not to save your own flesh and blood, the Rogers family line will end with him. I’ll be waiting.

The days following were filled with relentless strife and quarrels between Nat and Steve, and yet Nat began to develop feelings for the proud and stubborn prince. Confused and irritated with these unfamiliar developing feelings, Nat concealed her growing attraction towards Steve and instead continued to squabble with him.

As the days slowly drifted into weeks and weeks to months, Steve’s ever present illness continued to worsen and eventually confined him to bed. Soon after, James privately approached Nat and explained to her where they had been headed before she’d interfered, he told her about the tales of a beautiful mythical island shrouded in magic where a mysterious doctor could heal anyone and anything, if Steve didn’t make it there soon, James feared that the next few days would surely be Steve’s last. Feeling torn between letting Steve go or keeping him, Nat wrestled with the decision for the rest of the day.

Later in the evening, she stepped down into Steve’s cabin and worriedly watched as he slept restlessly with labored breath. Nat replaced the damp cloth on his fevered brow with a fresh one and straightened his blankets. As she stepped away, she heard a muffled thud on the floor, looking down she saw Steve’s journal near her feet. Reaching down to pick it up, Nat stopped short as she stared at the pages the journal had opened to, her unmistakable figure was inked on the worn pages and a beautiful flowing cursive script underneath had Nat unknowingly hold her breath as she brought the journal closer to the dim flickering candlelight, something about the handwriting was strangely familiar… could it be?

With trembling hands, Nat reached into the breast pocket of her coat and slowly pulled out the folded paper, worn and tattered from age and salty sea waters, that she was given over fourteen years ago. With bated breath, she unfolded the paper and gently placed it next to the open journal. Although his handwriting had improved over the years, it was still the same flowing script and the similarities between the sketches were uncanny. Steve was undoubtedly the little boy who had rescued her from an inevitable demise all those years ago.

This overwhelming discovery ultimately finalized her decision, and with a heavy heart she sent James and Steve off to the magical island the following morning without making her romantic feelings for Steve known to him, hoping that one day she would meet him again.

[aquajules]

Romanogers AU Series  // high school teachers au

Shield High Eleventh Grade History/substitute Art teacher, Steve Rogers, and the new English teacher, Natasha Romanoff, have started out on the wrong foot, rumors spread and they now have an ongoing prank war with no end in sight and are always seen being unpleasant towards each other.

However, some of their students think they might have romantic feelings for each other and have taken it upon themselves to get Mr. Rogers and Miss Romanoff together. Unbeknownst to the entire school, Steve and Nat are just putting on a show as they are secretly married and deeply in love with each other.