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I’m Not Talking to You - Steve & Tony

Stupid. He’d been an idiot, and if there was anything Tony Stark hated, it was when he let his ego get in the way of his brain. It was right up there with thinking with the little head instead of the big one, which was something he was also famous for. Charging into outer space to fight the bad blue aliens was about as bright as a refrigerator bulb, and now he was without his armor and stuck with Steve.

“What the hell was I thinking?” he asked the ceiling of the Kree cell. “What the hell were you thinking for that matter?” He was bruised, and he kept touching the center of his chest where the arc reactor had been. They’d stripped him of all his tech, leaving him with nothing but his at the moment questionable intelligence to figure out a way to escape.

“I don’t like being a prisoner or a hostage. Been there done that. Got the t-shirt.” Tony rolled onto his side, propping his head on his hand, and stared at Steve. The thin foam on the bunk didn’t offer much padding, and his elbow hurt when he leaned on it. But he didn’t want anyone watching them or listening to know he was uncomfortable, and it was still better than that cave.

“You got any ideas how to get out of here? You are the master tactician, right?” His words came out with a sharp edge to them, which pissed Tony off too. He knew it was stupid to blame Steve for protecting Bucky. Stupid to blame Bucky for what he’d done when they’d scrambled his brains. But Tony wasn’t exactly the most logical of geniuses.

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Steve is absolutely going to deliver a birthday kiss to Kellan, along with an envelope filled with two handwritten 'tickets' to spend an entire weekend together -- the destination, of course, is a surprise. "Happy birthday."

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       kellan breathes out a soft laugh.  it's barely audible for anyone without enhanced hearing.  the combination of the kiss and the 'tickets' is more than welcome to the man.  lips twitch before he presses one more kiss to the corner of steve's mouth.  ❝couldn't ask for anything more perfect.❞  tender admission.  steve was literally all he needed to have a 'happy' one.

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What do you race for?

@notacyclonefan || Fast and Furious AU || Closed 

It was one of those rare moments Tony actually tagged along with the rest of the team, ever since he turned his back to his families business and out of the public’s eyes he preferred to staying behind the scene and upgrade everyone’s cars and provide tech for them when they had a job to do. Even though the public forgot who Tony Stark was it didn’t mean he can’t show off once and a while. 

He pulled up behind the rest of the gang in his Koenigsegg Agera R which he usually drives to show off, yet he wouldn’t be opposed on racing with it, he would just feel bad for the poor sap who would challenge him, yes he was cocky but can anyone really blame him? 

He closed the door behind him and let the others mingle as he stayed by his car, his eyes scanning the sea of people and catching a few familiar faces and some he prayed to whatever god there was that they won’t spot him. He then turned his head when one of the others called him and thats when he spotted a new face.

Pulling his sunglasses off he took the other man in, he looked a little out of place but he could sense he was a racer and he decided to ignore Clint’s rambles and make his way through the crowd until he stood next to the man and his car, “That yours?” his lips tugged into a smirk and leaned around him to look at the car, “she’s a beauty, almost like a kitten among the big cats” he teased light hearteningly and turned back to look at the man. 

“First time at a car meet? we don’t see many fresh faces around here” he grinned and added, “I’m Tony by the way” 

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Christmas related starter for notacyclonefan

((OOC: This is a Christmas related starter for @notacyclonefan))

The Doctor knocked on Steve's door for Christmas as he usually did, a small wrapped gift in his hand which was bigger on the inside than it was on the outside.  The Doctor had heard Steve lost his shield in a fight recently and had made him a brand new one, along with a photo album with pictures from all their adventures together and a note from several of his friends in the past, from before the ice berg that he thought Steve would want.  "Merry Christmas," he told him as he handed him the box.

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I'm going to go ahead and toss my url at you for the meme (if it's not too late). It's a gentle toss, though.

My Opinion on;

Character in general:  Steve Rogers is a special cinnamon roll, and I love him dearly. He’s my favorite in the MCU, which might be flavored a bit because Peggy Carter is one of my muses. How they play them: If I didn’t know better, I’d swear you were Chris Evan’s clone. You know Steve in and out, and no matter how bad it gets, you keep his inner sweetness whole.The Mun: You are one of my favorite partners, which is pretty obvious since we have threads on ALL my muses. I mean we’ve got Spock and Steve in a thread together. You are amazing, and  I count you as family. 

Do I:

RP with them: All over the place, on all my muses. Peggy breathes because of your Steve.Want to RP with them:

What is my;

Overall Opinion: One of my sisters for life.

**Note: Mun’s answer are all to be completely honest. Don’t send url if you don’t want brutal honesty

Steve sent me his URL.

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The Key - Trevor & Rogers

Two weeks later in a secret laboratory in Paris:

The scent of old wine casks filled the musty air of the cellar. Caged bulbs hung from the cobweb shrouded ceiling, losing a battle against the gloom that had been good for the wine, but Steve didn’t think it was great for human beings. He hunkered in his bomber jacket, sticking his hands deep into his pockets as he took a seat across from his friend, Steve Rogers. Between them was the glowing sliver of some unknown metal they’d found in the belongings of a spy in an SSR base camp.

It was still questionable if they were Hydra or your run of the mill Nazis, but considering the key, as they’d grown to call it, glowed brighter when Captain America was near, was leaning the opinion toward the Hydra end of the scale. Steve thought it was a damned shame they couldn’t get the jack-booted assholes to fight each other and leave the rest of the world alone, but Hydra’s reach within the Reich was insidious and pervasive.

“Do we know where it came from?” he asked the bespectacled scientist who was standing at the end of the table. The guy looked like he hadn’t seen sunlight in months, and when he smiled, he reminded Steve of Dr. Poison—not a good association at all especially since Dr. Karnak was supposed to be on their side. “Is it a key?”

“We believe it is part of an apparatus,” Karnak’s voice was flavored with a heavy french accent that belonged on an aristocrat not a rumpled lab rat. “It is manufactured, but the quality of the metal may be natural.”

“Which you can’t tell since you’ve never seen this kind of metal before.” He let out a huff and met Roger’s gaze. “Sounds like your shield. Has anyone asked Howard Stark about it?”  

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Continued from I’m Tired of Fighting. 

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The sensation of having a soulmate is quite different than Darcy had expected.  Then again, she hadn't really known what to expect

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It takes a little while to get used to the feeling in the back of her mind, or maybe her heart, the thing that's connected to something similar in Steve, so she can tell when he's close, can feel sometimes when he's happy or upset. It colors her own feelings, so sometimes she feels a little like she's got warring personalities. It's not a bad feeling, just different.

And she doesn't know if the way he's on her mind constantly is because of that, or it's the normal 'I-cant-think-about-anything-but-him' thing that comes with having a boyfriend. Not that she and Steve have really defined what they are, what they're doing. They mostly just spend time together, hang out to watch a movie, go to lunch when they both have time.

Neither seem in much of a hurry to do it, either. It's the sort of slow build Darcy hasn't really experienced before. She usually preferred relationships with more passion. If he were anyone else, any other guy she liked this much, wanted to see this much, she would've already slept with him. It's strange to be hanging out with this gorgeous, absolutely amazing guy and not have the ulterior motive of getting him into her bed. Oh, that was something she looked forward to, sure. Who wouldn't? The guy was an actual American icon, a real life gentleman, but still sweet and salty enough to be the perfect boy next door. And that's not even mentioning the physique. He could drive a nun to sin. But she's never liked someone the way she likes Steve. It goes deeper than just wanting a roll in the hay. She likes the person he is, the one he's shown her during their shared moments, just the two of them. She wants to know more about that guy.

Though Darcy wasn't trying to tempt him to bed, she couldn't help dolling up a little if she knew they were planning to hang. She'd do just enough to make herself effortlessly pretty, or at least made an attempt at the nonchalant beauty you see in movies, who manage to make a messy bun and sweats endearing. Because she's not actively pursuing it, but if a little effort on her behalf puts him in the mind of getting his hands on her skin, she's happy to set aside a half hour to encourage her hair into loose curls and waves, to add mascara and a touch of shadow to her eyes, to take a moment to gloss her lips, before she heads to meet Steve.

She's selected a pair of comfy jeans and a long-sleeved top for today, turning this way and that in the mirror to see herself from all angles. She and Steve were going out to lunch today, a place she'd suggested, a dive if she's honest, but they've got good coffee and a decent burger, and the blueberry pie is to die for. A glance at the clock hurries her movements. Steve would probably be by to pick her up soon.

She adds a flannel over shirt to her outfit to combat the chill that was rolling through New York, and tugs a pair of boots from her closet. She wasn't expecting there to be any funny business, but just in case, she didn't want any kisses made awkward by height differences.

Darcy gets a text while she's tugging a beanie and scarf from her closet, laughs and tells Jane to go enjoy her big, Norse boyfriend when the woman wishes her luck at lunch and reminds her to use protection. She's just finished hitting send when she suddenly realizes Steve is close. She can feel the pull. A smile stretches her lips as she pulls her hat onto her head, pausing to check her reflection in the mirror and adjust it on her head, before she's heading to the living room in anticipation of the knock on the door.

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Evie smiled at the man as she shrugged, “I tend to move pretty quietly.” Her wolf internally huffed at the understatement. Like the man, she allowed her gaze to wander back to the trees as she commented, “It’s perfect. …And I live in a cabin a few miles from here, but I enjoy being outside. Getting lost in nature for a while.”

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Things I love about Roleplay #1

When your partner is so good at writing their muse that they make you love the character even more, and you start measuring the canon portrayal against your friend’s interpretation. 

Thank you for making your character fabulous. 

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Reconciliation

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Tony could probably have handled meeting Steve Rogers better. Admittedly, he had let his childhood resentment of Captain America affect his interactions with the man himself. But he couldn’t fully be blamed, right? Steve had been rude too, hadn’t he? Tony wasn’t sure. He couldn’t always tell if someone else was being rude. 

But they had fought together in New York. That made everything okay, didn’t it? It wasn’t even like they would interact very often. So really, there was no point in talking through their initial problems. Tony could go back to hating Captain America on principle and Steve could do whatever it was he did when he wasn’t punching Nazis or aliens.

That was Tony’s plan, anyway. If they needed him, he would work with Steve, but he wasn’t going to suddenly love the man that had taken his father away from him before he’d even been born. He wasn’t going to have a conversation with him outside of that. But best laid plans, right?

He was in his workshop, tinkering with a new suit, when JARVIS informed him that he had a visitor. Whenever JARVIS refused to tell him who the visitor was, Tony knew he wasn’t going to like it. He put down his tools, looking up when Steve walked in. Damn. There goes his plan to avoid Steve until he was needed. He sighed hard, leaning back to look over at the other man.

“Can I do something for you?” he asked. “I’m not in the business of making shields, sorry. I think SHIELD has an entire R&D department focused on that.” Okay, so maybe there was a little bitterness in his voice, but Steve had earned it. Well, okay, he probably hadn’t. Tony wasn’t really sure anymore.

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