Pairing: Steve Rogers x Kennedy Rogers | Word Count: 3082 Warnings: A little sad, but mostly fluffy
Remembrance Day is incredibly important to my family. My grandfather stood guard for many a year at the cenotaph in Athabasca, so this story is near and dear to my heart. I hope you enjoy it and take a moment between now and the 11th to honour and remember those who’ve made the ultimate sacrifice in service to our countries and in the pursuit of freedom.
The poppies always did him in. Those bright red flowers with their flat black centers. They reminded him of those who’d gone before him. Of the fallen soldiers. The ones he’d known personally, and the ones whose names had long ago been forgotten.
Steve could remember every face and every name of every soldier who’d fought for him and died. He could remember everyone who’d been on missions with him for SHIELD and never came back. He knew them all like he knew his own name, and the poppies in their blood-red glory brought all those names raging back.
Every year when Veteran’s Day rolled around, he put on his Captain’s face and didn’t allow the grief to show.
Kennedy knew, of course. She sat with him at night when the memories grew so loud he couldn’t fight them any longer and allowed the tears to stream silently down his face. Her quiet presence helped keep him grounded when the worst of the demons got out of the cage he’d stuffed them in.
Having his son James and now little Sarah Natalia, his six-month-old daughter and light of his life, the apple of his eye, helped even further. He could look at his children and see what he was fighting for. He could hold his wife and know why he placed himself in harm’s way.
Summary: You’re willing to be whatever Steve wants you to be. Problem is, he wants you to be yourself.
Characters: Eventual Steve Rogers x Assassin! Enhanced! Reader
Word Count: 1252
Warnings: some language, smoking, Captain America isn’t a goody-two-shoes
Author’s Notes: Right before I fell asleep the other night, an image of Steve Rogers – not Chris Evans, Steve Rogers – smoking a cigarette popped in my head. This comes from that. Then I somehow wrote myself into what might potentially be a series.
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You and Steve have a history, a crazy, insane, unbelievable history. You want him and he wants you, but only if you can be real, not hide behind one of the many personas you’ve created over the years. But you can’t seem do that. Or maybe you won’t because you’re afraid of letting someone past the walls you’ve so carefully constructed. ***header by the incomparable @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan
The Woman with a Thousand Lives – You’re willing to be whatever Steve wants you to be. Problem is, he wants you to be yourself.
Warnings: Fluffy lovey dovey times, allusions to sex, closer to a hot-and-heavy PG-13 rating than R, talk of older, well-loved bodies.
Summary: You and Bucky spend a beautifully rainy weekend morning together.
Your favorite way to wake up on a weekend was to the sound of rain. When you heard the pounding rain against the window, saw the sky dark and foreboding, it filled you with a sense of calm relief. You smiled as you stretched lazily under the blankets. It never ceased to amaze you that, at the ripe old age of 45, a warm and cozy bed was almost impossible to leave – but on a rainy weekend? Your smile broadened as you thought of a lazy day ahead.
Pairing: Bucky x Reader Word count: about 1,900 Warnings: mentions of alcohol
A/N: I’m back! And so are Josh and Bucky! Lemme know what you think about this chapter, I love hearing feedback from you guys! You can find the series masterlist here or my main masterlist here! Ask for a tag or send in a request here!
The next morning, you knew Josh would be hungover and sleeping insomnia getting up before him wasn’t difficult. You got dressed and threw on Bucky’s hoodie. It wasn’t particularly cold out but you wanted to have the comfort of the familiar smell.
You walked to the Jeep and flipped through the CD holder until you found a CD Bucky had simply titled “Acoustic”. You popped it in and turned up the volume as the first song started to play.
Author’s Notes: I’m a Captain Hill shipper and since it’s hard to find fics about them, I write my own. I tagged my Forever list and my Steve Rogers list, but if you don’t want to be tagged in any future “Captain Hill” pieces, shoot me a message or an ask and I’ll put you on the exception list.
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A master list of my one shots and series featuring the Marvel ship of Steve Rogers/Captain America and S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent Maria Hill. ***header by @star-spangled-man-with-a-plan
You and Steve have a history, a crazy, insane, unbelievable history. You want him and he wants you, but only if you can be real, not hide behind one of the many personas you’ve created over the years. But you can’t seem do that. Or maybe you won’t because you’re afraid of letting someone past the walls you’ve so carefully constructed.
Chapter One – The Woman with a Thousand Lives (coming soon)
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A/N: Okay this somehow turned into sad Bucky and I’m really sorry. But here’s a thing! Check out my masterlist here and you can request or be added to a taglist here!
You and Bucky were sitting on the couch in your shared home, Bucky was sat up watching something on TV while you laid with your head in his lap with his fingers running through your hair. You were the one who broke the peaceful silence.
“Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you, my friend Zach is coming into town and he’s gonna stay here for a night before he gets a hotel if that’s okay.”
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