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MCU Avengers [1/?] Steven “Steve” Rogers aka Captain America

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( worldsgreatestmarksman )

The idea of Natasha trying to set Steve up with regular, every day people is frankly hysterical and Clint can’t quite keep the amused grin off of his features.  Knowing Natasha’s sense of humor the way he does, he’s willing to bet that there were a couple of curve balls thrown into the mix.

“Yeah, I know exactly what you mean.  It’s kinda hard to relate to your date when the thing they’re most worried about is that the poor underpaid cashier at Target didn’t give them their five dollars off ––– ” Clint shrugs ( as much as one can while running ).  “Still, dating people like us presents its own set of challenges.”

Steve chuckles at Clint’s response.  He wouldn’t really know,  but he doesn’t say as much out loud.  Sure, Steve’s been a couple of dates but those were mostly double dates Bucky arranged.  He never really thought of those as anything but a way to get out of the house.  And after the ice,  Steve spent most of his time fighting. 

He figured it would happen eventually.  Steve nods his head,  “ -- Have you ever dated a civilian?”   

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( worldsgreatestmarksman )

He tips his head in the slightest nod of acknowledgment, a hint of another smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.  “Some people find a lot of comfort in familiar things,” he points out.  “That’s not necessarily a bad thing.”

Steve is guilty of that.  So much so that he thinks Clint might be directing his comment directly at him.  He nods his head,  “-- You’re right about that.  I guess,  I shouldn’t try to take that away from them.” 

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“I snagged [Dodger] and he’s such a good dog. They aged him at about one, he acts like a puppy, he’s got the energy of a puppy, he’s just such a sweetheart, he’s such a good boy. He loves dogs, he loves kids, he’s full of love.”

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( starkprotocol )

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                             “…hold your fire and await further orders.“

          The authoritative voice is distant within earpieces, protocols drilled into tactical agents forming a loose albeit particularly distant perimeter beyond layers of tarmac for potential backup. Stark had vehemently declined the assistance regardless of the ever-present possibility of things going south, a lingering impression of optimism infiltrating the futurist’s perception once the man had caught wind of the invitation for the meeting. The Avenger was far from being a spiritual person ( conversely, in fact ), but faith in the apparent ‘monument’ of a figure such as Rogers played a part in his buoyed trust, the incoming projectile of the tin-man abruptly making contact with the ground in its usual flair.

                    Metal knuckles shred concrete, the sound of reverberating actuators unfurling and glowing repulsor points powering down from having ignited the atmosphere, the industrialist standing upright within the protective encasing - now a mere extension of himself as opposed to a cocoon in which the engineer had grown accustomed to. Preliminary scans concurrently take place to analyse a multitude of probable data, namely the number of individuals attending this impromptu little shindig. The two figures are far from alone, either ‘side’  bringing with it a hefty means of accompaniment each more daunting than the last. But a vaguest semblance of coy humour ( easily mistaken for flippancy ) weaves into the voice which filters through the tiers of alloys comprising of the stoic faceplate, the latter betraying the appearance of the man’s nervous eagerness.

                    < SO WEIRD HOW YOU RUN INTO PEOPLE AT THE AIRPORT >

Steve walks forward with the knowledge that every step he takes is one he can’t take back.  The people who follow him,  the ones who have been following his lead this whole time,  wait his command.  But Steve knows,  he has their fates in his hand.  If things go sideways,  it’ll be on him.  He has to tell himself that this is important enough ----  That what they’re fighting for is vital enough to stand up to their friends for.  Steve didn’t want it to come to this.  He never set out to make enemies out of those he trusted.  But he couldn’t change their minds.  They couldn’t change his.  And Steve has never been the type to go along with something he didn’t believe in. 

And he believes in this.  

As Tony lands in front of them,  cutting off their path,  Steve stops in his tracks.  His brow raises as he watches Tony land before he stands up tall in his suit.  He certainly came for a fight,  thought Steve wonders how much he’s been able to take off his suit during all of this.  He stepped forward,  feeling the weight of his friends behind him waiting for the call to action. 

“You’ve been busy,”  Steve says as he raises a hand, indicating at the prison structure a short distance behind him.  He sighs before he says,  “ ---  We can’t let this go on any longer.” 

Divided We Fall || Stark & Rogers

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He’s not Captain America anymore.  There is no star on his chest,  no shield on his arm.  His clothes are tattered and worn.  Facial hair has grown past the point of stubble over his jawline and around his mouth.  He’s unrecognizable -- Which had been to his benefit in the weeks coming but now,  as he takes a razor to his jaw, he thinks he can no longer face the crowd as a stranger.  He might not be Captain America anymore but he is Steve Rogers.  He has stood in front of crowds of soldiers,  beaten down by the endless onslaught of tyranny in Europe.  He has looked young men in the eyes who would have given anything to go back home and convinced them to get back on their feet.  The real Captain America is behind bars.  And Steve will take up that mantle again if it means he can give his people a little bit of hope. 

“Up until now, we have stood back.  We’ve waited while providing support for those who needed it.  We have lasted as a quiet barrier between despots and the targets of their regime.  They want us to give up our freedom,  our autonomy, and our dignity for a false sense of security.  And when we refuse,  they lock us away.” 

His jaw sets,  “We can no longer stand back and act as the silent resistance.  We can’t expect to make a difference by only lifting a finger when we should be raising our fist.”

“We will come face to face with Iron Man and the rest,” He sighs, “But only to bring them out so we can get our people out of their prison. We will show them they can’t lock us away for being who we are. This isn’t the way to make the world safe. This isn’t how you protect anyone.” 

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You sure? I can try now.

[ he doesn’t really want to, but he doesn’t want to seem like he’s not fully committed.)

( steve appreciates his persistence.  but he also doesn’t want to see the kid throw out his back.  so he motions to the set and grabs the bar for him. ) 

You don’t need to prove anything to me, Teddy. 

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It’s — WEIRDLY REASSURING, that the literal pinnacle of human perfection still TALKS WITH HIS MOUTH FULL.

“Don’t sound so excited,” dry as the desert, her chin cradled in her palm while she takes her time dragging a fry through the small mound of ketchup.  Sharon’s leant in enough that the toe of her shoe drags along the pant leg of his uniform when she shifts to cross her knees beneath her desk.  “Only if you’re FREE, you know, I can’t exactly ask you to slack off of SHIELD’s dime.”

Thankfully he swallows his bite of food or else any minuscule sense of allure he could give off would be wasted.  He smirks as he feels her shoe against his leg.  Steve reaches for his drink,  straw between his lips as he smirks at her from across her desk.  “Sure you can,” He tells her as he leans to the end of his chair,  “You’re the boss.” 

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[on “Captain America: The First Avenger”] Right now in America, how we handle ourselves in political and global issues is up for questioning. (He) might wear the red, white and blue but I don’t think this is all about America. It is what America stands for.

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twenty-nine? this was supposed to be my last thing in this workout!

(teddy huffs, realizing he probably should not be whining to captain fucking america) 

…. yessir.

( steve smiles as teddy complains.  he crosses his arms as teddy goes back to it. ) 

You don’t have to do it all now.  Work up to it.  You’ll get there, kid. 

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16. captain america

“You’ve been asleep, Cap. For almost 70 years. You gonna be okay?”

“Yeah. Yeah, I just…I had a date.”

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( worldsgreatestmarksman )

“Sorry, but –– ” Clint offers Steve another grin, shakes his head, “Better you than me, man.”  If Clint can get out of those kind of duties then he’s going to be the first to bail every single time.

Steve laughs, “Yeah --- Sure.  I guess,  people are used to seeing me on a stage anyway.”  It might not be the most comfortable role for him to step into but he can do it and he knows the impact he can make when he does it. 

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mcu meme  [2/3] objects: cap’s shield

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“i’m with you till the end of the line, p a l.”

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( facethepast )

     ( mostly, Bucky wishes he could muster something other than silence, some shred of appreciation– because as much as he’s quietly hated Steve’s stubborn insistence that he’s worth anyone’s concern, it’s somehow tolerable here, a goddamn reprieve; but all he can think is– Steve shouldn’t have to figure out how to deal with this )

It’s an unknowingly loaded question– one he’s pretty sure he doesn’t have an answer for, more to anything Bucky could say to him than what lies atop the surface– the way algae blooms on water; not a cause but a REACTION.

     ( it doesn’t change the fact that what lies beneath is just as toxic )

Bucky manages a smile, shy of crooked and convincingly genuine.

“You know me– always am.”

Steve tries to smile. He makes an honest-to-god effort but all Bucky gets is a short nod of his head. Bucky is a survivor. But he shouldn’t have to be. The fact that he’s running around with a tracker on his arm because it’s for the greater good makes Steve’s head spin and blood boil.  He shouldn’t have to put his life on the line over and over and over again. 

But if he didn’t,  Steve thinks,  he wouldn’t be Captain America. 

Even when they’re on the outs with the powers-that-be, Steve knows that shield belongs in Bucky’s hands still.  None of this changes any of that.  So as he watches Bucky smile,  Steve gives it another try.  He musters up an earnest,  hopeful smile which he hopes Bucky will take with him. 

“I know this,” Steve tells him, “ ----  Take care, Buck.  Don’t do anything stupid without me.” 

Bad Luck Relies On Incredibly Perfect Timing || Bucky & Steve