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*yells* i’m back and miss my child so much. anybody still around? if so, LIKE FOR A STARTER.

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@cantgivcmeorders continued from here

THE ONLY HEAVEN I’LL BE SENT TO -- IS WHEN I’M ALONE WITH YOU | PEGGY

Privacy was something that didn’t exist anymore. Infact.. Stephanie Rogers often wondered if it ever did. When she got beaten up outside a bar or diner.. the whole damn neighborhood seemed to find out.. when a guy turned her down.. damn sure they found out.. the world soon found out about THE CAPTAIN. But right now.. there was no bars.. no diners.. no men.. no neighborhood.. no Captain. Just Peggy Carter. Not the operations supervisor.. but the British woman, far from home, destined to make her mark on a man’s world in this home away from home.

Feeling that hand.. oh how soft it was.. her fingers so daintily brushing against her cheek. It made Stephanie's heart race so viciously. SOCIETY told her that this was wrong.. that she should pull away. But much to her distaste of such language.. society could get fucked. 

Her lips were so soft.. Stephanie’s heart was surely going to beat out of her chest at any second. Yet when Peggy pulled away, leaving Stephanie with a horrible longing for her return, she slowly opening blue eyes to look up at the woman, index finger and thumb clasping Peggy’s chin, bringing her closer before pressing her lips so softly against the British’s, her grip on her chin loosening, hand cupping her cheek so lightly, giving her all the room to pull away if that’s what she wanted.

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So yeah, the beautiful @nicoise-salad posted this and it was all downhill from there

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“It’s uh… Darth Vader actually but yeah, you’re not that wrong. —You haven’t seen Star Wars?”

“I’ve.. been in the ice for.. seventy odd years, kiddo.. haven’t seen much of anything.. I’m keeping a list.. of things of gotta watch.. read.. eat.. listen to.. anything to add to the list?”

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“A chimi- you know what, why don’t we go for burritos.”

“I’ve.. actually never had one before.. Believe it or not.. But I’m glad we’re going through this together..”

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peggy let steph take her hands, still in complete disbelief at the sight of the blonde woman in front of her. it was a dream that might fall apart at any moment, but the hands in hers are warm and just as she remembered touching. her breath exhaled, shaky as steph uttered those last words that she’d heard over the radio what felt like years and seconds ago. the cut off of steph’s voice and then the crackle of the static as she sat in that chair, unable to do a single thing about it.

❝ no. ❞ she answered quickly, looking into steph’s blue eyes and taking a deep breath. work consumed most of her time, she had things to accomplish and a world to save, but outside of work she wasn’t alone. but a relationship…she hadn’t truly considered it since hints of the war ending were arising and she and steph were still looking at each other like…like steph was looking at her right now. ❝ there’s no strapping young man who’s going to push you away from me. ❞

peggy trailed her fingers up steph’s arm, a hint of a smile growing on her red lips. this was real, stephanie rogers was standing in front of her alive and well as the day she’d last seen her. ❝ there’s only one strapping young woman that i want to have a dance with. ❞ her smile widened and she squeezed steph’s shoulder, stepping a bit closer and taking a deep breath. having steph in front of her, there was something she’d been wanting to do. ❝ may i kiss you? ❞ peggy whispered, hoping and praying that steph wouldn’t say no.

it was obvious that peggy was still in disbelief that steph was standing her.. let alone alive. steph’s hands are warm.. she made sure of that.. no part was cold.. to trace of the ice depths remained.. only the horrific memories. but she was here.. her heart was as strong as it was two years previously. 

no. although it shouldn’t have made her smile.. although steph should have wished for peggy to have found another.. she was glad neither of them had to endure this heartbreak a second time. looking at the brit.. as if she was the last woman on earth, steph’s heart raced. she was perfect. “there’s not?” she repeated, with a tiny, innocent shrug of broad, muscular shoulders, glancing around momentarily. “i’m sure they’re lined up, waiting on your every command, agent carter..” she insisted.

yet feeling her fingers running up her arm, steph’s breath caught in the back of her throat, smile only growing when she noticed peggy smile.. really smile. feeling her grip, the squeeze to her shoulder, steph gave a nervous squeeze, as if they touched for the first time again. “is that so? i’m sure she wants to dance with you too..” she insisted. but hearing her whisper as she stepped closer, steph couldn’t help the laugh that left her lips.     peggy carter was asking for permission to kiss her.. and in that moment, steph couldn’t have had stronger feelings for the woman. stephanie rogers wasn’t a bold person.. she was disrespectful.. yet.. a hand reached out, finding peggy’s hip, pulling her closer against her, chest to chest. “never ask permission to kiss me..” she paused, tucking a strand of peggy’s hair behind her ear. “my best girl..” she whispered before pulling her closer, pressing her lips against those of the agent’s, heart racing.

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excuse tf out of me but when did tumblr change my theme.. not tell me i had new followers.. and just be an asshole? man tumblr is the worst. i’m gonna fix up this account real quick because today is the day that banksy gets their replies done.. finally.

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omg this is my first ever promo like but but yo WHAT’S UP? I’M BANKSY. LIKE (and/or) REBLOG if you would be interested in roleplaying with XANDER CAGE’S ADELE WOLFF. gotta warn you though.. writing with me will involve.. a tonne of angst, aesthetics, manips and photoshop things that i made at like 3am of our characters, random standings, me sending you endless ask memes AND my eternal love. so hey, what are we waiting for? press the like button or reblog.. even shoot me a message !! I ADORE CROSS OVERS & I’VE AN ENDLESS LOVE FOR OC’S AND MULTI-BLOGS.

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Acts of Affection

Send in a symbol from YOUR muse to see how MY muse will react to yours!  For the ones where YOUR muse gives or says something to mine: WILD CARD! Your muse can pick the item, sings a specific song, or says a specific thing!

Family/Platonic:

✩  Grooming, brushing, or tending to their hair.

✪  Rubbing their back after a stressful day or disappointment.

★  Cooking them their favorite meal and feeding them.

✬  Making them their favorite hot beverage.

☼  Cuddling on the sofa next to each other.

☀  Singing them to sleep.

☆  Getting them something they need before they ask for it. 

☄ Leaning your head on their shoulder while they talk.

✥ Play fighting!

❃  Mussing their hair or tugging at their clothes (a hat, sleeve, etc.)

Shipping/Romance:

♥  Laying by their side and watching them while they sleep with a fond smile.

♡  Kissing the corner of their eyes.

❥  Running your hand over their arm and gently pulling them close.

❤  Whispering sweet nothings in their ear. 

❦  Holding hands and nuzzling somewhere ambient and low-lit.

❣  Staring deep into their eyes with adoration.

ღ  Rubbing your leg against theirs under the table.

ℒ  Pulling them into a hall/alley to kiss them passionately.

￡ Brushing your hand over or gently squeezing their bum.

Ω Running a hand over their collar bone or décolleté.

Sexual/NSFW:

✖  Soft nips at the neck and shoulder line.

✗  Bathing, washing, or soaking together quietly after sex.

♦  Body worshipping their naked form, slowly.

✚  Painting honey dust, edible paint, or other soft brush strokes on their body.

✦  Giving a sensual massage.

♢ Straddling their lap and holding their face to yours for a deep kiss.

▲ Dressing them up in lingerie (or gear) with gentle attention.

▽ Running your hand between their thighs, and splitting their legs apart.

► Unzipping their clothes free and kissing their neck.

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it’s like 1am.. and i’ve got such muse to crack out the saints row games tbh?

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“Um, mummy, I might have done something and it may or may not have been a good thing.”

“Hello, darling.. Are you okay? Are you hurt?” Steph asked, crouching to her daughter’s level, giving her a quick once over before shaking her head somewhat. She’d sworn.. her whole life that she’d never get angry at her children for mistakes and mishaps. All parts of Growing Up. “Don’t worry, my love -- I’m sure it’s nothing we can’t fix together..” She stated. “What’s happened, dear?”

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