#silverfox!mechanic!steve rogers

[imaginedreamwrite]

Anything with silver fox Steve 😍

“Florence Nightingale-“ the guy in dark blue coveralls gives you a once over with his eyebrows raised and a clipboard on his hands.

“Oh God, did he really..?” You stand and step toward him, your lips pressed tight together. “Steve really put my name down as Florence nightingale?”

“Is that not your name?” He appeared serious with a dry kind of humour and drummed his fingertips against the wood.

“No…Florence Nightingale was a nurse from the 1800’s. The founder of modern nursing-“ you stammered, rubbing your hands over the front of the jacket that wasn’t yours, listening to the sound of Steve’s voice coming from beyond the door.

“Florence Nightingale.” He called your name as he pushed the heavy mental open, his blue-green eyes trained on you. “There’s my girl.”

“Steve-“

“What are you doing, Clease? Let my girl back here.” Steve winked at you, motioning you forward toward him with a nod of his head.

You smiled small at the man in dark blue coveralls, noting the name Dennis etched onto the front. You sidestepped him and carried on, walking after Steve into the shop. The smell of engine oil and grease hit your nose with potency that made you curl your lip into a half-grin.

The other mechanic you met the other day, Peter, was hanging from a tire rack with a piece of paper trapped between this teeth and a black streak right down the centre of his back. It had almost looked like he got dragged across an oil slick, though his hair was distinctively missing that dark patch.

“Bad news about the car?” You asked Steve, shivering and yanking his jacket closer around your chest. “I mean its a pile of junk.”

“Sorry, sweetheart. Your car’s pretty much useless but I can sell it for scrap.” Steve grabbed your hand and tugged you behind him, toward the locked lot on the back half.

“But…?”

“But I have a replacement, Flora.” Steve grinned, shortening the nickname Florence to the sweet synonymous pet name.

“Flora?” You looked past Steve to the vehicle sitting along the back fence. “You bought me a car?”

“I bought it and fixed it up. Its a good vehicle, low enough miles that you won’t have to worry.” He led you to the drivers side and popped open the door for you to see inside.

“Steve, I can’t accept this-“

“We’re dating, Florence Nightingale. It’s my job as your boyfriend to take care of you. And you being unable to drive to and from work safely is an issue.” He made his point by putting keys into your hand and closing your fingers around them. “Let’s take it for a spin.”

[sunshinebuckybarnes]

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Bucky Barnes ✨

Lay me down by @navybrat817

Vampire Mob!Bucky Barnes x Gifted!Female Reader

Pinot noir by @cryptidcasanova

Detective!Bucky x Reader

Awake my soul by @foreverindreamlandd

Bucky Barnes x F!Reader

Bring your wife to work day by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Bucky x Reader 'Sugar'

Hunger by @navybrat817

Bucky Barnes x female reader

Tension by @bucky-barnes-diaries

CollegeProfessor!Bucky x Student!Female!Reader

What's cookin' good lookin' by @slyyywriting

Mob!Bucky Barnes x Reader

Ari Levinson ✨

Shallow(s) by @late-to-the-party-81

Beach Lifeguard Ari x Beach Lifeguard Reader

Sleepy hollow by @onsunnyside

Stalker!Ari Levinson x reader (College AU)

Feels so right by @geminixevans-stan

Mechanic!Ari Levinson x Female Reader

Eddie Munson ✨

Not the type by @quinnsbower

eddie munson x fem!reader

Just a reminder by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader

Red light at the bowling alley by @chaseadrian

eddie munson x f!reader

Start me up by @jobean12-blog

Eddie Munson x reader (Mechanic AU)

Dealers choice by @ohcaptains

eddie munson x female! reader

Steve Rogers ✨

Overstimulation by @sidepartskinnyjeans

Steve Rogers x Agent!Reader

Ethereal by @oh-my-damn

TWS!Steve Rogers x neighbor!reader

The unexpected valentine by @cockslutpadalecki

SilverFox!CEO!Steve Rogers x F!Reader

Andy Barber ✨

Preliminary by @navybrat817

Sugar Daddy!Andy Barber x Female Reader

Sweet heartache by @oh-my-damn

DA!Andy Barber x Intern!Reader

Steve Harrington ✨

It's nights like these by @supernovafics

steve harrington x fem!reader

Multiple characters ✨

Private party by @late-to-the-party-81

Steve x Reader (established), Bucky x Reader x Sam

The perfect life by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Dark!Steve x You x Dark!Bucky

A price to pay by @navybrat817

Mob!Steve Rogers x Female Reader, Ransom Drysdale x Female Reader

[imaginedreamwrite]

3 reasons why Florence Nightingale loves mechanic Steve with all her heart

“What do you love most about me?” His hands are large enough to completely cover your hips and his chin nestles nicely against your shoulder and neck.

Its his favourite place to be, standing between your legs while he works on crafting some invoices for customers the next day. He loves holding you like this, like you’re his entire world because you are.

“You’re gonna make me choose one? Just one, Florence Nightingale?” Steve pulls away, his eyes meeting yours while his hands slip up under his shirt you’re wearing. “Cruel, cruel woman-“

“Three reasons why I love you,” you combat his minor insult with a soft preening whisper, “are you ready?”

Steve runs his hands up and down your back, feeling your smooth flesh beneath his palms. It’s quiet in the shop, no one but you two occupying the building and he finds himself revelling in the peace. It’s hard not to feel like he’s holding his entire world in his hands when he’s like this.

“Reason 1,” you lean forward and place a tender, soft kiss against his shoulder, “you saved me when I was stranded on the side of the road.”

“You love me for that?” Steve’s chest rumbled with a husky laugh. “Florence Nightingale-”

“If it weren’t for that, we wouldn’t have met at all. Yes, I love you for it.”

“Reason two,” you continued, slowly wrapping your legs around his waist, “you’re so warm and cozy. You make me feel safe.”

“And one more?” Steve dropped his hands to the curve of your ass, lifting you from the desk.

“Reason three, I love the way you promise to make me a mommy.” You glance down at him, lips brushing against his as he growls back against you.

“I’ll make you a momma now, sweetheart. Right on the desk.”

“Do it Steve, I want you to.”

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Bambi sets up one of the sweetest and nicest nurses with Bucky's friend Steve, who will change her live by loving her so purely and dearly and by being such a gentleman

What should I know about him? — FN

He’s a mechanic, he owns like five shops, and he’s a part time artist — Bambi

Still meeting at the pub? — FN

Where are you? Everything okay? — Bambi

Car troubles. Be there ASAP — FN

You sat in the car and sighed, your head resting against the steering wheel. You were just over a block away and stuck on a side road when your care decided to quit, the internal combustion engine clanking and grinding before coming to a complete stop, smoke billowing from the hood.

You’d texted her that you’d be late for this date, a quivering in your belly when you thought about how you were not only going to end up letting Bambi down but Bucky as well.

You loved the two of them, you wished you’d had what they had. You’d even mentioned it once or twice that men your own age were trash.

And when she had heard you talking at the hospital about your terrible luck with men your own age, she vivaciously started to plan a date with one of her boyfriend’s friends. Her excitement had bled into the next shift you had together, even after she had ended up knocking herself in the head with a door.

“Steve Rogers, mechanic, artist and Silverfox. Trust me, he’s gonna be perfect for you.” She beamed while texting Bucky.

Now you were stuck.

“My luck, just my luck.” Muttering under your breath, you reached for your phone to call a tow truck or an Uber, hoping to either make it home or make it to the pub.

As you turned your phone over, your heart started skipping a beat when Bambi’s message flash across the screen.

Stevie’s coming to help the damsel in distress. You’re in good hands, don’t worry! 😉 😘 🍆— Bambi

A knock came on the window and you jumped out of your skin, tossing your phone behind you. It wasn’t just the sudden appearance of the most gorgeous man to your left that made you irrevocably stunned, it was also him holding his ID to prove to you that he was who he said he was.

“Steve,” he cracked a grin, “Bambi said you had care troubles.”

“Ummm…” You stuttered, stumbling to open the door or at least roll the window down. “It was making like a…”

You furrowed your brows and made a poor attempt to replicate the noise, all while heat beneath your skin was bolstering you. Steve had looked at you with a slow, soft and crooked grin, his hands on his hips and his gaze piercing yours.

“I know exactly what the problem is,” his eyes turned apologetic and then you cursed under your breath, “yeah, its gonna need work. Why don’t I give you a ride to the pub? I’ll have it towed to my shop and I’ll have it looked at.”

“You really don’t have to-”

“Florence Nightingale.” He interrupted you with a husky voice. “Bambi calls you Florence Nightingale because you’re a nurse.”

“Yeah. You…she told you that?” You we’re temporarily distracted, your head tilting to the side as he chuckled under his breath with mirth.

“She told me a lot about you,” he helped you out of the vehicle, waiting while you turned to grab your thighs, and then led you back to his, “angel of mercy.”

“Don’t feel like you have to call me Florence Nightingale. Its an inside joke, like Bambi…” you got into his vehicle and started to buckle up, stopped when Steve’s hand rest on yours.

“Let me help you, it can be sticky.” He crooned softly, pushing the buckle in until it clicked. “So no Florence…I’m sure I can come up with something.”

“Thanks,” you murmured, watching your car as he began pulling away, “for saving me.”

“As far as first dates have gone in my life,” Steve looked at you from the corner of his eyes, lips tugged into a half-grin, “this is the best so far.”

[imaginedreamwrite]

What's the next date of Silverfox mechanic Steve and his nurse? I'm sure he has something cute planned

“Cheddar,” Steve grinned as he stepped through the open sliding door to take a place beside you, “is a cute cat, kind of a hell-creature.”

“Cheddar,” you cooed at your orange feline as he waved his shortened tail back and forth, “you’re the first man, besides Bucky, that he’s liked.”

“Lucky me,” Steve drew his hand along Cheddar’s back, softly stroking his fur before he set the picnic basket down on your bistro set table, “and a picnic at sunset.”

“I thought it’d be fun. You didn’t have to make dinner though, I could have cooked.” Cheddar bumped his head upon your hand for pets, and then he had jumped from your lap onto Steve’s.

“This is a good first date, isn’t it?”

“Second.” You corrected Steve and flipped the lip of the basket to grab the handmade sandwiches Steve had made. “I consider the car breakdown our first.”

“I do too.” He hummed and helped you unwrap his creation, it was less experimental and more savoury with peanut butter, banana and bacon.

“Elvis’ favourite sandwich,” you admired, taking a bite and then moaning with appreciation, “this is so good!”

“I’m glad you like it,” Steve lift the bottle of beer to his lips, sipping on the hops, “I wasn’t sure.”

“This is incredible,” you chewed and swallowed, reaching for the leftovers by your lips only to be beaten to the punch. Steve’s fingers removing the remaining peanut butter from your lips in one swift motion, a smile crossing his face.

“Thank you,” you airily whispered his name, breathing in the indelible scent of his cologne as he drew his fingers down your jaw.

“You’re welcome, beautiful.” He spoke with undoubtable honesty, unreserved optimism that stole your breath and your heart. “The second date just started but-“

“I want twelve more,” you cut him off, answering the question he never asked, “no less.”

“I can do twelve.”

[imaginedreamwrite]

Sad headcannon’s about pairings:

Mechanic!Steve x nurse!Reader:

she was dealing with an aggressive patient and didn’t feel safe being alone, she wanted security and the doctor in charge told her no and to just deal with it

After she was attacked by the patient and left with a broken nose, busted lip and swollen eye, the doctor tried to blame her for not listening to his order (even though he was trying to save face)

Lloyd Hansen & Pumpkin:

After she was taken by her brother in retaliation for Lloyd screwing him over, Lloyd becomes hyper-fearful that he’s going to lose her again. Not that he shows it, but he has to know where she is at all times and when she disobeys he goes a little mad

Dr. Nick x singlemom!Reader:

Not only is Vida’s father not active in her life, he doesn’t pay child support. When she talks to Dr. Nick about getting to meet her dad, Nick comforts her after when her birth dad tells Vida that he never wanted her but went on to have other children

[imaginedreamwrite]

I’m gonna be obsessed with Silverfox!mechanic!Steve Rogers x nurse!Reader, I really am

So…enjoy some facts/headcannon’s:

She adopted an orange tabby named Cheezy or Cheddar, he’s missing part of his tail and he’s only a year and a half old

Despite having a good paying job, student loans are sucking any extra funds out of her that could be used for a newer/better car

She got reprimanded her first year by a doctor who was knowingly taking liberties with a certain patient, the doctor threatened to fire her and had her blacklisted from the medical floor she had been working for and had her moved to a different floor, for a year until he was fired

She won’t let Steve buy her a new car but when one shows up at her apartment anyway (signed in his name as a gift) she humbly takes it because hers is dangerous to drive

[imaginedreamwrite]

Mechanic Steve doesn't want to be let out! Since Bucky works as a emt they barely get the chance to spend his birthday together. So for the longest time he had to spend it alone. But now he has Florence Nightingale and she took off for his birthday. Little does he know so did Bucky and Bambi to have a little party for Steve.

Steve didn’t blame Bucky. He didn’t lay any blame on the busy career he chose as a paramedic as to why they couldn’t spend much time together. They were best friends since childhood, and each has their own steady careers that left little time to gather and catch up.

With his birthday weeks in reach, Steve had fully expected the text that came across his phone. Bucky was going to be on a fairly packed rotation and Bambi was saddled with a mandatory mental health course in the next city. Steve hadn’t laid blame on either of them, he hadn’t negated any ill-will or disappointment, he had fixated himself on the good news that remained.

Flo had taken the entire weekend off for his birthday, and they were going to the Barnes’ family cabin. Bucky had given permission to Steve and Flo to use it for the weekend, since he would be away, and Flo jumped at the chance.

“Its all about you this weekend,” Steve had driven his truck up the winding road, elated to take a load off and relax while you talked in the passenger seat, recalling a story about nursing school that stuck with you.

As he had turned off the road to head into the cabin’s main entrance, Steve’s eyebrows had furrowed when his gaze settled on an unfamiliar vehicle parked in the drive. More curious than not Steve parked his truck and turned off the ignition, settling a hand on Flo’s stomach to stop you from getting out.

“Stay here,” Steve opened the door and stepped out, shoving the keys in his pocket, “Florence Nightingale I mean it-”

You had already beaten him up the porch, carrying a bat with you and a determined look. Steve had mumbled under his breath, making mental notes to spank his girlfriend later, and followed. His footsteps were heavy, and as he approached the door, Flo had jut back against his chest.

“Flo get your ass back in-” Steve was cut off by the door opening with a sudden burst and a small sea of people stepping into view.

“Surprise!” Bucky was the first face he saw, grinning proudly from ear to ear while steve stood shocked. “Got ya, punk!”

“Bucky what the hell did you do?” Steve gaped, genuinely taken back by the party thrown for him.

“Flo planned it,” Bambi slipped past Bucky to reach Steve, mindful of her baby bump, to hug him tightly, “happy birthday, Steve.”

“Flo,” he spoke her petname while hugging you, overcome with emotion, “baby, you did this for me?”

“Love you, inspector gadget.” She teased and hip checked him, her own emotional state matching his. “You’re one of a kind, Steve.”

“Happy birthday, punk.” Bucky was next to hug him, next to sling his arm around his shoulders and lead him into the house. “You shoulda seen the look on your face, Steve.”

“Bucky…” Steve shook his head and grinned, boyishly and bright. “I’m gonna get you back.”

“You can try.”

[imaginedreamwrite]

7 is Steve fixing up Florence Nightingales car

His gaze found you and a smile had crept to his face when he knew you weren’t paying attention. Despite telling Steve that you were okay, that you hadn’t been anywhere near the point of exhaustion, he knew better. It wasn’t hard to tell you were nearing the point of sleeping, crashing on the couch he had set up for you to relax when he worked on your vehicle, and it was this knowledge that stopped him from trying to keep you awake.

“I’m not tired, I swear.” You had negated the claim that hadn’t been verbally aired, a response to your own yawn that hung in the air.

Gone were the scrubs and the medical gear, the stethoscope was tucked away until your next shift. Instead you wore one of Steve’s favourite dresses, one with hidden pockets and a nice cut that made you look like a forest nymph. Your hair was pulled off your shoulders exposing your neck, and the live bites he’d placed there the night before.

“Go to sleep, Flo.” Steve had abandoned the vehicle momentarily to find a blanket, stopping low to drape it across your body. “I’ll work on your vehicle.”

“M’not tired.” Your voice wasn’t anything more than a whisper, nothing significant and you’d tucked yourself into the couch with his blanket

“Sure,” Steve brushed his lips against your forehead before standing, departing from your side, “and I’m not fucking hopelessly in love with you.”

When he goes back to the only car currently in his shop, Steve hesitates to confuse working until he hears your soft snores. Then and only then, does he start tinkering again.

Its easy for him to fantasize about your plans together as a couple. Easy for him to reflect on the ring he’s got stashed away with your initials engraved on the band, and the promises you made to each other.

Child free by choice; the fun aunt and uncle be default.

Bucky & Bambi we’re going to have beautiful kids. Kids that Steve & yourself would love and adore, and as aunt and uncle you’d spoil them endlessly.

However having kids of your own wasn’t at all in the cards for either one of you. There may have been a time when Steve wanted kids but that was when he was still in his twenties, now that he was older and a guaranteed Silverfox all he wanted to do was be with you.

“My darling Flo,” Steve grinned when he heard you mumble in your sleep, a usual response to your over-tiredness, “you are one of a kind.”

Steve only worked for another hour until he was done. He had finished fixing your car mere minutes before you had woken up looking more rested and relaxed. You immediately sought him out, resting against his head while he slipped his arms around your waist.

“Car’s finished, Florence Nightingale.”

“Thank you, inspector gadget.”

[imaginedreamwrite]

We wanna know more about Silverfox mechanic Steve! Did he have long term relationships before? What does his apartment look like or does he have a few rooms above his shop with run down furniture but the comfiest bed there is? Does he have any pets? Do him and orange tabby get along? Tell us everything please

He was married before and divorced his wife she cheated on him with someone he was considering doing business with—after he started his businesses his ex-wife came to collect but they were already divorced when he became successful

He’s got a few places above his shops to crash when the work load becomes too much, but there’s one shop in particular Steve loves. His favourite shop has a rooftop hangout spot that he goes to when he wants to stargaze

His furniture is all second hand and worn, sometimes horribly so, and Bucky more than once offered to buy Steve new furniture so Bambi wouldn’t hurt herself anymore—the bed is like sleeping on a cloud but Steve doesn’t just take anyone to bed

He doesn’t have any pets, his last dog Ringo had to be put down a few years ago and Steve hasn’t gotten anything since

Cheddar/Cheezy doesn’t always like people, but he does like Steve, Bambi & Bucky

[imaginedreamwrite]

Could you possibly give some simple rules to keep the two silverfox! aus separate? An easy way to differentiate between EMT Bucky, and mechanic Steve compared to neighbor Bucky, and Steve whose with Ladybug please? 🙃

It will probably get confusing at some times but to make it a little easier

Neighbour Bucky is also chubby!Bucky, he’s a retired tradesman who’s insanely good with his hands & Sweet Girl is a radiology tech/lab tech

Steve (with sweetgirl/ladybug/neighbour Bucky) is a biker who owns chop shops and is really well off, Ladybug is a kindergarten teacher

EMT Bucky has tattoos under his uniform and is a little taller than neighbour Bucky, he’s also constantly having to patch poor Bambi up because she’s clumsy—I headcannon them as living in a smaller city (not in Mass or Pennsylvania)

Mechanic!Steve like Bucky, has a lot of tattoos and he’s also served in the military, Florence Nightingale (I desperately need a new nickname!) has Cheddar (Cheezy) and had moved from backwoods nowhere to the small city where she met Bambi

[imaginedreamwrite]

Alpha!silverfox!Steve Rogers

Asylum!Steve Rogers and nurse!Reader

Brave New World

Breathe You In

Curtis & Mousey

Jake Jensen & Pretty Girl

Jake Jensen & Princess

Lloyd & Pumpkin

Lycan!Steve Rogers & barista!Reader

Photo ask game drabbles

Silverfox!professor!Ari Levinson & his librarian

Silverfox!Bucky & Sweet Girl

Silverfox!Johnny Storm & Little flame

Silverfox!mechanic!Steve Rogers x nurse!Reader

Silverfox!paramedic!Bucky Barnes & Bambi

Werewolf!Ari Levinson & Sweetpea

Wildest Dreams

Six sentence smut — thick thighs, Stucky x reader

Johnny & Jake & plus-sized reader

Sugar & Spice welcome home Wednesday

Thick thighs save lives take out Tuesday

Mob!Andy & mob!Lloyd

Three reasons why…YAY Steve

Three reasons why…BB&B

Jefferson gets angry and runs off his cat familiar

Colin Shea hockey

Werewolf!Ari sleepy Sunday

Monster match-up orc!Curtis Everett

White werewolf!Bucky Barnes

Lycan!skinny!Steve Rogers

Lucas Lee university soulmate

Bucky and his ex wife (Bucky is an asshole)

Bucky loses Reader (Once Bitten, Twice Shy)

Steve x reader x Natasha (bisexual!reader)

Fae!Stucky find cat!shifter!Reader

Silverfox!Ransom Drysdale meets reader’s child

Silverfox!Nick Fowler

BT Ransom takes his omegas shopping

Chubby!Bucky takes care of Becca while reader’s gone

Demon!Curtis Everett x human!Reader

Death!Bucky Barnes x life!Reader

Demon!Curtis confronts readers ex

Pipsqueak makes a good tray for Nick and the team

Fae!Jefferson and his reader go to a festival

Construction!alpha!Curtis Everett

Nick introduces pipsqueak to his teammates

Silverfox!Nick Fowler

Kitty!Reader is saved and housed by fae!Curtis, her defender when Jefferson comes to collect her

Ceo!Ari meets plus-sized!Reader at her bakery

Alpha!biker!Steve and alpha!biker!Ari meet pregnant!omega!Reader

Chris Evans (rpf) x pregnant!one night stand!Reader

Demon!Curtis teases reader

Here’s Your Perfect (drabble)

Ari is in a rut, Ice Princess has to help him out

Werewolf!Curtis Everett meets his luna!Reader at his work

Soft!dark!Steve Rogers and his wife

Soft!dark!mob!Steve Rogers and his wife

Jake Seresin gets protective

Silverfox!biker!Steve meets Ladybug

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis meets his bride at the airport

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis & reader sleep together for the first time

Bucky meets Steve’s assistant (HFY)

Cop!Andy Barber x arrested!Reader — how they meet

A/b/o angst

Silverfox!lawyer!Andy Barber

Silverfox!mob!Steve Rogers

Werepanther!Andy Barber gets set up with human!Reader

Merman!Curtis Everett x nurse!Reader

Silverfox!Steve Rogers x Ladybug

Werewolf!Curtis Everett x human!Reader

Fae!Ransom Drysdale x human!Reader

Silverfox!cowboy!Curtis gives reader a sad goodbye

[peaches1958]

Cute little story

Anything with silver fox Steve 😍

“Florence Nightingale-“ the guy in dark blue coveralls gives you a once over with his eyebrows raised and a clipboard on his hands.

“Oh God, did he really..?” You stand and step toward him, your lips pressed tight together. “Steve really put my name down as Florence nightingale?”

“Is that not your name?” He appeared serious with a dry kind of humour and drummed his fingertips against the wood.

“No…Florence Nightingale was a nurse from the 1800’s. The founder of modern nursing-“ you stammered, rubbing your hands over the front of the jacket that wasn’t yours, listening to the sound of Steve’s voice coming from beyond the door.

“Florence Nightingale.” He called your name as he pushed the heavy mental open, his blue-green eyes trained on you. “There’s my girl.”

“Steve-“

“What are you doing, Clease? Let my girl back here.” Steve winked at you, motioning you forward toward him with a nod of his head.

You smiled small at the man in dark blue coveralls, noting the name Dennis etched onto the front. You sidestepped him and carried on, walking after Steve into the shop. The smell of engine oil and grease hit your nose with potency that made you curl your lip into a half-grin.

The other mechanic you met the other day, Peter, was hanging from a tire rack with a piece of paper trapped between this teeth and a black streak right down the centre of his back. It had almost looked like he got dragged across an oil slick, though his hair was distinctively missing that dark patch.

“Bad news about the car?” You asked Steve, shivering and yanking his jacket closer around your chest. “I mean its a pile of junk.”

“Sorry, sweetheart. Your car’s pretty much useless but I can sell it for scrap.” Steve grabbed your hand and tugged you behind him, toward the locked lot on the back half.

“But…?”

“But I have a replacement, Flora.” Steve grinned, shortening the nickname Florence to the sweet synonymous pet name.

“Flora?” You looked past Steve to the vehicle sitting along the back fence. “You bought me a car?”

“I bought it and fixed it up. Its a good vehicle, low enough miles that you won’t have to worry.” He led you to the drivers side and popped open the door for you to see inside.

“Steve, I can’t accept this-“

“We’re dating, Florence Nightingale. It’s my job as your boyfriend to take care of you. And you being unable to drive to and from work safely is an issue.” He made his point by putting keys into your hand and closing your fingers around them. “Let’s take it for a spin.”

[jesevans]

❤️🤍💙

Mechanic Steve doesn't want to be let out! Since Bucky works as a emt they barely get the chance to spend his birthday together. So for the longest time he had to spend it alone. But now he has Florence Nightingale and she took off for his birthday. Little does he know so did Bucky and Bambi to have a little party for Steve.

Steve didn’t blame Bucky. He didn’t lay any blame on the busy career he chose as a paramedic as to why they couldn’t spend much time together. They were best friends since childhood, and each has their own steady careers that left little time to gather and catch up.

With his birthday weeks in reach, Steve had fully expected the text that came across his phone. Bucky was going to be on a fairly packed rotation and Bambi was saddled with a mandatory mental health course in the next city. Steve hadn’t laid blame on either of them, he hadn’t negated any ill-will or disappointment, he had fixated himself on the good news that remained.

Flo had taken the entire weekend off for his birthday, and they were going to the Barnes’ family cabin. Bucky had given permission to Steve and Flo to use it for the weekend, since he would be away, and Flo jumped at the chance.

“Its all about you this weekend,” Steve had driven his truck up the winding road, elated to take a load off and relax while you talked in the passenger seat, recalling a story about nursing school that stuck with you.

As he had turned off the road to head into the cabin’s main entrance, Steve’s eyebrows had furrowed when his gaze settled on an unfamiliar vehicle parked in the drive. More curious than not Steve parked his truck and turned off the ignition, settling a hand on Flo’s stomach to stop you from getting out.

“Stay here,” Steve opened the door and stepped out, shoving the keys in his pocket, “Florence Nightingale I mean it-”

You had already beaten him up the porch, carrying a bat with you and a determined look. Steve had mumbled under his breath, making mental notes to spank his girlfriend later, and followed. His footsteps were heavy, and as he approached the door, Flo had jut back against his chest.

“Flo get your ass back in-” Steve was cut off by the door opening with a sudden burst and a small sea of people stepping into view.

“Surprise!” Bucky was the first face he saw, grinning proudly from ear to ear while steve stood shocked. “Got ya, punk!”

“Bucky what the hell did you do?” Steve gaped, genuinely taken back by the party thrown for him.

“Flo planned it,” Bambi slipped past Bucky to reach Steve, mindful of her baby bump, to hug him tightly, “happy birthday, Steve.”

“Flo,” he spoke her petname while hugging you, overcome with emotion, “baby, you did this for me?”

“Love you, inspector gadget.” She teased and hip checked him, her own emotional state matching his. “You’re one of a kind, Steve.”

“Happy birthday, punk.” Bucky was next to hug him, next to sling his arm around his shoulders and lead him into the house. “You shoulda seen the look on your face, Steve.”

“Bucky…” Steve shook his head and grinned, boyishly and bright. “I’m gonna get you back.”

“You can try.”