#thecaptainwiththeshield

[agntwells]

“there’s a storm and omg i’m losing signal are you okay?? hold on let me drive 489432 miles to get you the night before christmas”

@patrioticsxldier​ ;; holiday meme

        “Steve-- you really don’t have to, it’s fine.” Okay, so the power going out wasn’t exactly ideal, especially the night before Christmas and her building manager already said it would take well into the morning before it would be fixed. And considering the fact that it was only starting to storm out... Liza wasn’t exactly hopeful that her heat would be back on any time soon. “I’ll be fine... and if I wake up an icicle in the morning, you’ll know why and then you can say I told you so. Seriously, please don’t try driving in this, I don’t want to wind up being the reason Captain America was found in a snow drift in the middle of the city.”

[agntwells]

PULLING YOU IN FOR A KISS WITH A SCARF

@patrioticsxldier​ ;; holiday meme

        It was freezing-- the snow was falling in fat flakes, catching the light from the streetlamps and glinting beautifully. The perfect night for a walk, in her opinion. Both herself and Steve were bundled up, and as they paused on the corner to wait for traffic, she couldn’t help turning to him, curling her fingers in his scarf and tugging gently, pressing onto her toes at the same time to catch his lips in a quick kiss. 

        Cheeks were now rosy as she pulled away, a smile tugging at her lips. “What d’you say we go find somewhere to get some hot cocoa?”

[redroomrecruit-blog]

"Quit kicking me."

“Hmm?..” Natasha woke and sighed, she had been dreaming, not so pleasantly. “Sorry... I’ll go sleep on the couch...”

@patrioticsxldier

[agntwells]

@thecaptainwiththeshield ;; cont’d

        The moment he started turning pink, Liza couldn’t help grinning. Though her own cheeks were lightly dusted with color, she couldn’t help arching a brow at Steve when he clearly fibbed about what he’d been doing. “You’re an awful liar, y’know. Besides, it’s not like I’m complaining. If anything, I’d be complaining if you weren’t.” She said, smirking at him still.

[sxlfdxstructive-blog]

3. One of our muses falling asleep on the other.

—disgustingly domestic prompts

@thecaptainwiththeshield // @patrioticsxldier

     ۞ ⋖ It was late, not as late as one would expect Tony Stark to be up till. Tony hasn’t slept in d a y s so of course he was more than tired at ONLY 9:30 pm. Stark didn’t like giving into sleep except if it was by his own choice, but by how tired he seemed—                               you’d guess the mechanic was 10 bottles down d r u n k.

     Stark was LAZILY making his way around the building. Trying to focus his mind, he had things to w o r k on and couldn’t think straight no matter how hard he tried. Steve was also around the building and eventually spotted Tony, after he made his way closer to the near tipsy man it was easy to tell that he wasn’t drunk; from how often he would try to hold back a yawn and make some weird face about it.

❝ Tony? When was the last time you slept? ❞ 

     Tony tried to lift his head to look in the general area of Steve beginning to mumble things. Taking a step forward and slipping on his sock, starting to f a l l. Steve wasn’t too far and easily caught Tony half way to the floor. Tony’s knees just touching the floor then being lifted back up to stand. Steve slowly removing his hands to see if he could stand on his own. How long has the guy been up? What had he been working on——?   Not actual questions that he would ASK but just some that came to his mind as Steve witnessed the other in his t i r e d meandering of the building previously.

                  ❝ Tony…? ❞

     The man’s eyes were closed, his structure leaned forward and fell against Steve’s. The patriot SIGHED, feeling Tony’s breathe against his c h e s t as the smaller man drifted off to sleep. The man needed more sleep, everyone knew that.             Steve just had to be the one who TRIED to help out more— it seemed. ⋗ ۞ 

[scvietassassin]

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[faultysnipcrblog-blog]

“S-Stop ti-tickling me! Ha ha!”

“Never!” she stated with a laugh as she kept tickling him, pinning him on his back while she straddled his waist, a few fingers tickling him as her hips grinded slowly against his hips. 

She knew that she would easily get the better of him, and she loved to see that genuine smile on his lips 

[imxthexhandler]

Hey Jealousy

[Closed with @thecaptainwiththeshield​/Cont'd. from here]

Amelia was running late. She was trying to put cookies into her car to transport to Tony's party, when she tripped on some ice outside. Now, not only did she end up having to toss out about four dozen iced cookies she made, but now, her ankle was hurt, her favorite pair of heels (the one pair she could actually dance in) were ruined with the left heel completely off, her dress ripped, and her palm and left forearm were scrapped.

So, after she baked off chocolate chip cookies (which made her angry; she had been excited about those almond cookies with buttercream frosting she piped out with fondant decorations, goddamnit), she ended up putting on combat boots, bandaging up her hand and arm, and changed clothes. Technically, it was still a nice dress, but it plain, simple. And her hair, that she had gone through the trouble of straightening then lightly curling, was now messy, and she ended up pulling it up into a bun. Everything about her screamed federal agent.

In other words, Amelia was completely miserable. She wanted to just find Steve, nurse a couple of drinks, then go back to either of their homes, have sex, and snuggle...

The last thing she wanted to see at all was some gorgeous blonde hanging all over her man. In defense of poor Steve, Bucky tried to intercept her, but Amelia still saw her. Kristen from Statistics, if Amelia remembered correctly.

The color drained out of her face before she narrowed her eyes, glowering at the blonde pair, gripping her glass so tightly, it cracked. Amelia snapped out of her daze then, and the Bucky went to help her get a bandaid for now her other hand.