I am not a Capsicle

[text] Reading, drawing and getting in fights. 

[text] I’m going to tell everyone. About time your shiny reputation got tarnished a little. 

[text] Door’s unlocked. 

[text] go right ahead

[text] i'm getting annoyed at people assuming i'm some kind of ideal from... i think it's the 1950s?

[text] i was in the ice by then for crying out loud

She was a parent, she was allowed. “Thanks. Don’t want being a soccer mom to ruin my reputation.”

"Of course not," Steve said. "Though if they call you a soccer mom you’d obviously be the one who could take out a Hydra cell and still catch your kid’s game."

"I’d parachute in." She probably would, actually. Natasha wasn’t sure about telling Rebecca about what she and James did for a living just yet. It was hard enough getting him to leave the baby alone to go to work sometimes, she could only imagine how her fiancé would react. “If James will let me.” 

"Could he stop you?" Steve asked, raising his eyebrows. "Anyway, I don't think he would. Stop you that is. And parachuting in would probably make you everyone's favorite - who can argue with a woman who is parachuting in?"

IMPORTANT : I just wanna point out that its STEVE who gets the flirting started between him and Sam at the beginning of the movie.  Sam is just moseying around the mall, going for his run, and this hot guy continually blazes past him had just has to rub it in that he’s totally outrunning him.  And then it’s Steve who stops to chat, makes a teasing little comments, offers friendly competition, and then THIS SHIT RIGHT HERE.  “Oh, that’s how it is?”  Steve, you tryin’ to fuck.  We see right through you.

As the movie progresses, it’s always Steve that seeks Sam out.  He goes to the VA to visit him (just to visit, apropos of nothing), shows up at his fucking apartment when how does Steve know where Sam lives?

Upon my initial viewing of Cap 2 I really saw it as Sam fawning over Steve, but when I think about it, they’re definitely in mutual like but it’s really Steve that’s got a crush on Sam.  Wants him in his life.  I think the fandom has caught on to this as well because the influx of fic I’ve been reading features a lot of Steve being the aggressor towards Sam, and I like that.  I love it.  I want some more of it.

completely

steve has a massive crush and he cannot hide it

"Can’t really argue, are you showing off now, Sam?"

"Nope. Not at all." 

"Where did you even get those?"

"I found them in my wardrobe."

"Interesting choice of running clothes."

"Can’t really argue, are you showing off now, Sam?"

"Nope. Not at all." 

"Where did you even get those?"

So what have you been up to since New York?

"But really, my ass looks great in these shorts."

"Can't really argue, are you showing off now, Sam?"

[text] christ on a cracker you’r difficult

[text] If you say yes to one of her matches a month, she doesn’t get so….pester-y.

[text] Makes life a hell of a lot easier, Cap. I promise

[text] the voice of experience?

[text] i’ll think about it

[text] You know it

[text] Just maybe give her some criteria, y’know? She can make some decent choices, I’ll give her that.

[text] It’s worth a shot, at least for a little fun. There’s a guy or two she’s set me up with in the past that I’m still friends with.

[text] just one problem

[text] i had a crush and a best friend and a could-have-been best girl

[text] and a fellow art school student i kissed a couple times

[text] i'm not sure i know what my parameters are

[text] christ on a cracker you’r difficult

[text] If you say yes to one of her matches a month, she doesn’t get so….pester-y.

[text] Makes life a hell of a lot easier, Cap. I promise

[text] the voice of experience?

[text] i'll think about it

Steve shrugged. “Stark mentioned somethin’ about an Avengers headquarters at his tower, but I don’t know if he ever did it. No, it’s - Bucky and I were Brooklyn boys. If he saved me then - then he mighta started rememberin’ and so I thought maybe he’d go home. Try and jog his memory.” Talking about it, Steve’s Brooklyn accent grew thicker.

Sam noted the Brooklyn accent, a small smirk spreading across his face. “So you think we should start there? Sounds like a plan to me. It’s definitely somewhere. But he might not even remember about his own childhood.” He said, shrugging his shoulders. “Let’s just get to Brooklyn and then decide from there.”

"Somethin' funny?" Steve asked with an arched brow, noting Sam's expression. He had a feeling he knew what it was and he was more amused than anything but he had to tweak the other man a little. "Gettin' to Brooklyn and workin' from there was exactly my plan. And I know he won't remember but even if he doesn't - he knows who I was, knows I called him Bucky. Not hard t'look stuff up with that information."

  [text] :P

[text] there are worse things to be

[text] True.

[text] You could be a melted popsicle.

[text] Oh wait.

[text] you’re just hilarious Clint

[text] really hilarious

[text] Thank you, thank you. I’ll be here all week.

[text] So seriously. Why aren’t you asking out the girl from linguistics?

[text] I heard she has a flag tattooed on her hip. I bet she’d show you if you asked nicely.

[text] because i don't want to

[text] that's nice but i'm not interested clint

you fall like a guillotine

its a sHY BABY FOX HIDING BEHIND ANOTHER BABY FOX AWWWW ISF

my heart exploded from adorableness omfg

"It’s goin’," Steve admitted, Brooklyn seeping into his words. It wasn’t planned, but he couldn’t be bothered to try and reel it in.

"How do you feel about New York?" It seemed like the place to start.

Sam finished placing the rest of his shirts into his duffle bag and did a quick check for that he had everything before looking up at Steve, raising a brow with curiosity. “New York? Any specific reason why New York? Or does Tony Stark have a place we can stay?” 

Steve shrugged. "Stark mentioned somethin' about an Avengers headquarters at his tower, but I don't know if he ever did it. No, it's - Bucky and I were Brooklyn boys. If he saved me then - then he mighta started rememberin' and so I thought maybe he'd go home. Try and jog his memory." Talking about it, Steve's Brooklyn accent grew thicker.

Steve smiled at her, trying not to look amused at what Tash was saying. “I won’t tell anyone,” he teased gently.

She was a parent, she was allowed. “Thanks. Don’t want being a soccer mom to ruin my reputation.”

"Of course not," Steve said. "Though if they call you a soccer mom you'd obviously be the one who could take out a Hydra cell and still catch your kid's game."

[text] Captain America goes looking for fights. 

[text] The horror!

[text] Bring pizza, if you come by.

[text] hey ask Bucky that used to be my favorite hobby

[text] still a little punk from Brooklyn at heart

[text] will do - which toppings you in the mood for?

[text] And here he said it was reading and drawing.

[text] Now that I believe.

[text] The usual. Get wings too if they have the buffalo ones.

[text] <3 

[text] well my other favorite hobby

[text] shh don't tell anyone, it might be funny to watch the press have a collective heart attack from shock but it would be wrong

[text] got it, be over soon

      Why the social visit?  It wasn’t like they were       S.H.I.E.L.D. agents anymore.  And she sorrily       doubted he needed her help or protection now.

          ❝ What are you doing here? ❞

Steve cut right to the chase - he still.wasn’t quite over his neighbor’s pretense. “When you were SHIELD. Did you know anything about the Winter Soldier?”

BUCKY’S NOT INTENTIONALLY EVIL

LOKI MADE HIS OWN CHOICES

BUCKY WAS BRAINWASHED

THERE IS A DIFFERENCE

Steve had packed up what few things he wanted from his apartment and left them in storage - later he’d ask Tash or Clint or someone to check them for bugs. But for now he shouldered his bag and sped off on his motorcycle, pulling up in front of Sam’s door.

He still felt a...

"It's goin'," Steve admitted, Brooklyn seeping into his words. It wasn't planned, but he couldn't be bothered to try and reel it in.

"How do you feel about New York?" It seemed like the place to start.