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[rogers-that-cap-blog]

dare over truth | carol & steve

Steve had punched one of the Task Force agents, and there were about a dozen reasons he could think of why that had been a terrible idea -- even by his own standards. The man had been pulling a crying kid off the bus, and for what? ( The boy had wings hidden beneath his backpack, but he’d been quiet and respectful the entire bus ride. ) The argument had escalated quickly, and when the man had reached for what Steve assumed had been a gun ( it wasn’t ), he reacted without thinking.

----Not like it had been a hard punch, but it had been enough to send the agent back and sprawled out on the sidewalk. Steve exited the bus immediately, nodding to the kid as he went, and had made his way about ten feet from the scene when two things seemed to happen simultaneously. Another agent called after him with enough anger in his voice to vibrate the air, and he caught sight of a familiar face. “Carol?” 

[diamondfrost]

✆

✆: My muse calls your muse while drunk on eggnog.

“Yes?” Emma answered the phone with a quiet sort of contentment, a little more flush with holiday spirit than she thought she would be. Surfing thoughts around the holidays provided more of a contact... drunkenness than she thought it would. Especially from the rather flushed mind she’d just been. 

“Carol!” She smiled as she recognized the voice, “Darling, darling, shhh- What? I called you?” Huh. Well, that was... different. Hadn’t realized she’d even done it. “Oh. My apologies. But! I was- I wanted to tell you something. I think?” 

“I don’t call for no reason, you know. What was I going to tell you?” Emma hummed to herself a bit, quietly, losing the thought even before she spoke of it. “Oh! I remember. I was going to say we should go shopping, darling. End of the year sales. I adore them.” 

[astrophysiicist-blog]

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✰: My muse invites your muse to dance to Christmas songs.

There’s always a party at the tower, every holiday gets its own party and Jane has only just been made aware of that. Truthfully she had a good time at the Halloween party and she assumed it would be a nice time at the Christmas party, though she of course hadn’t been expecting to be dancing the night away with Carol Danvers.

The scientist wasn’t much of dancer, she found that her height made it so she was often stepped on but her father had taught her how to dance and she could manage. Not even the scientist can turn down the beautiful blonde when she pulls her out for a dance of the legendary ‘Jingle Bell Rock’. Soon enough the two women are twirling and spinning and laughing as they dance, Jane is glad to be out of her lab for once and she’s glad that Carol has her dancing, she couldn’t have asked for a better dance partner.

[ceohotmess-blog]

☃

☃: Our muses build a snowman together.

“I haven’t done this since college.” Pepper speaks up as she shivers, she’s dressed for this kind of weather but actually having her hands in snow drops her body temperature so much that she’s shaking in her boots. It doesn’t help what feels like frostbite when her gloves are soaking wet from the melted ice, she’s shaking but laughing as she stacks the snow for what will be this snowman’s head.

“Honestly, I don’t even know how you got me out here, Carol!” Pepper calls out to her as she feels the chill kiss her cheeks and she knows they’re probably the color of cherries at this point, her blue eyes are shinning as she grabs another pile of cold snow.

“If I get hyperthermia and die, you’re going to be the one explaining to Tony how it happened!”