but i adore steve rogers


photographer bucky and model steve find themselves in new york city, and in a very unexpected situation ;^) 

go see the story unfold in the exciting and cute fic by @stevvenrogers !!! i had a great time working with her and am really grateful for the wonderful turnout :^D


゚・:,。★·͙⁺˚*•̩̩͙✩Captain America: The Mock Poster Project✩•̩̩͙*˚⁺‧͙★,。・:・゚
                                 THE WINTER SOLDIER

I don’t think I properly introduced this project, but here’s me, recreating famous (romantic) movie posters with the Captain America characters. The hope is to create one for each movie of the trilogy.   as opposed to 6 billions for the Winter Soldier and none for Civil War because SO MANY CHARACTER
Each poster is gonna feature the most iconic Stucky line of each movie (”Not Without You”, “I’m With You Till The end of The Line”, and possibly “Your Bucky”), and credits as similar as possible to the *actual* Captain America poster.
Today’s choice was Titanic (1997) by James Cameron.
It was my first pick, and I never wavered (even if I *might*, if time allows, work on my second and third pick, too). And the more I think about it, the better it fits. The sinking ship. The lovers separated by catastrophe. 

*Here you can find my tumblr post and art for Captain America: THE FIRST AVENGER based on Gone with the Wind (1939)

You can find the art on my Society6 shop here. I decided to post here a version cropped to look as similar as possible to the Titanic poster I used as base. Buuuuuuuut S6 requires square canvas for several gadgets, so the shop contains both this version and also a second, bigger one showing more of the art (the whole helicarrier, the whole shield and other such details.)


“The things we’re thankful for.”

Inktober 2k17: where I attempt to draw 1 pic for each chapter of Owlet’s The Long Road Begins At Home.

Chapter 4: Barnes and Steve vs. Foolproof Thanksgiving

Despite all the obstacles, Foolproof Thanksgiving turns out to be an excellent guide for dinner preparation by two morons who have no idea what they’re doing and only 3 hands. 

[my Infinite Coffee fanart thus far] [my other stuff]

Draw Me Like One of Your French Girls

Description: Steve Rogers picks up the pencil again and you’re curious to see the object of his latest sketch.  (fluff)

Word Count: 652

Warnings: your teeth might rot out of your head

Originally posted by natashasromanoff

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anonymous asked:

Steve and Natasha's son is having trouble with bullies. He's half Natasha, so he's got fiery red hair, and he's half Steve so of course he wants to fight the bullies who tease him about said hair. Natasha's away on a mission, so it's up to papa Steve to advise their son on what to do.

Natasha’s on assignment for at least another week, if not two. Which isn’t the problem, really. He’s confident in his skills as a father and a caretaker in general.  But.

But he is absolute shit when it comes to bullies.  Especially when it’s bullies and his son.  He’s not exactly surprised by his own reaction, granted, but he could do with a dose of Nat’s calm approach to these sorts of situations. 

Mark is picking at his dinner and studying the grain of the table far more intensely than it really warrants.  Steve thinks he understands now what he means when he hears other parents gripe about how hypocritical they feel telling their kids not to smoke when they’re sneaking a butt when they need one.   

“I’m not going to pretend I didn’t start a lot of fights, and I’m not going to pretend that you shouldn’t stand up to bullies.”   

Mark startles out of his thoughts, looking up to his father at Steve’s sudden outburst.

“They think it’s weird.” Mark screws his face up, light smattering if freckles across his nose shifting.  “Orange and just.”  He huffs.

“Your mother is way better at this than I am.  I don’t think you should get into a fight.”  Steve holds up a hand seeing Mark open his mouth.  “I know I did it.  Ask your Uncle where it landed me, more often than not.”

Mark cracks a smile at that.  “Bucky says you were black and blue as often as you were blond.”

Steve smirks.  “Every day.” He schools his features. “Listen.  You got no reason to be ashamed of what you look like.  Only 2% of people in the world have hair like you and Mum.”  He pauses.  “Look. I know it doesn’t seem like it now, but sometimes, sometimes envy looks like other things.”

Mark shrugs, spearing a carrot with his fork.  “Doesn’t change nothin’ about the jerks at school.”

Steve reaches across the table to smooth his thumb over the spot just above Mark’s shiner.  “I need you to stop fighting.  Just because you can win doesn’t mean you should fight.”

Mark huffs, exasperated, and sets his fork down to pin his father with a look he inherited from Natasha.  “What should I do, then?”

Steve sighed.  “You know, my Ma –your grandma- always told me to tell the truth.  I always did, and I’m not about to stop now.  I don’t know.  It wasn’t a lesson I ever learned, not fighting.”

Mark smirked.  “So I’ve heard.”

“Sass. –What I mean is, I know I’m supposed to tell you something about compassion and ignoring it or rising above it or that they’re taking their unhappiness out on you and that might all be true but,” Steve lowered his voice as if Natasha could hear him from wherever she was, “I’d still like to Have Words with those kids myself, even though I know the principal already did.”


“Your old man only has so many good speeches in him.  Let’s work on this one together.”

Mark studied him for several long seconds before snatching Steve’s phone from the counter behind him.  

“What’re you doing?”

“Texting Uncle Bucky.”  Mark didn’t bother looking up.  “He wanted to know if the day ever came you admitted you didn’t know everything.”

im always a slut for High school AUs
in this one Tony has braces and bandages on his fingers, Steve is slowly becoming a Buff Meatball, Bruce turned out shorter than everyone but will soon grow to be a tiny bit taller than Tony, Clint has bandaids everywhere, Natasha is too cool for school, and Bucky is quietly hilarious with a side of Teenage Brooding™. Also they have friendship bracelets with their colours.

Dating Steve Rogers would include ...

- Him giving you that sideways smile everytime he looks in your eyes and realizes how much he loves you 

- Cuddling with him at night while he tells you stories of his younger years, playing with your hair till you fall asleep 

- Being best friends with Bucky as well, and doing everything with those two 

- Long kisses after he comes home from a mission, super glad that he’s home safe 

- Scolding him when he gets even the least bit of a scrape or cut 

- Him taking you out somewhere fancy for dinner (no special occasion, he just wants to spoil you) 

- Going to jazz clubs and dancing the night away with him 

- Laying on his chest and wrapping your arms around him, falling asleep with your head falling perfectly in the crook of his neck 

- Sleeping in his shirts and sweatshirts, even though they end up looking like nightgowns 

- Teaching him about different technology and how the world works in this generation 

- Curling up and taking little naps in his shield 

- Smirking and calling him “Captain” just to pick on him, and actually laughing when he blushes

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anonymous asked:

The "Cancelled Until Further Notice" USO tour is finally back on! Steve goes back on the road in order to raise money for a timely cause.

I’m taking us way back to this prompt fill from who knows when!


It was only a couple stops in on his renewed tour that Steve (with Pepper’s know-how) switched tactics (a little) and shifted to promote wellness activities for the elderly instead of just ways to help them vote and access local civic services.  

The man he’d met (Arthur, he’d learned) that was in the very first photo that went viral had said something that had stuck with Steve – the seniors had to find a way to get to the services they needed, rather than the other way around, or even meeting halfway.  

He’d been doing some research between tour locations and a number of places around the world had started to combine senior housing with student housing or senior centers with preschools.  Steve loved the idea and was determined to raise enough funding and public interest to get several similarly structured locations off the ground in New York.  

With every then-and-now photo that was published and every visit he made covered by some sort of media, he inched closer to his goal and in his spare time he arranged calls or (when possible) meetings with city planners and developers and educational administrators and care providers.

It was little more than a year later when a preschool-senior center opened up in Queens.  Steve was there for the grand opening, and to watch Arthur and a little girl with pigtails do a puzzle together.  

Steve twists his ancle.

 “Bucky it hurts soooo much.” 

“Oh Stevie, babydoll, come here, I’ll make it all better..” 

Bucky then carries him around bridal style and spoils him for the next ten days, Steve is 10000% okay with this and only stops because Natasha threatens to hide Steve away. 

Steve on a mission with a pipe through his die, three broken ribs, concussions, a dislocated left wrist and covered third-degree burns. 


“Bucky I’m fine!” 


Bucky spends the rest of the mission making sure that Steve stays down, until medical arrives, cursing and mumbling why he in love with such an idiot while Steve’s still protesting that’s he’s fine and that he can walk it off. 


Dear Fandom:

Two pictures. 

In the first picture, I am overcome by a strong urge to punch Johnny Storm in the face.  Repeatedly. 

In the second picture, I would like to climb Steve Rogers like a tree and kiss him, happily risking Death by ‘Splodey Brains From Outraged Ex-Super Assassin Sniper Boyfriend.

But it’s the SAME ACTOR.


anonymous asked:

how about Sam, Steve, and Bucky hiding in an animal shelter while they're on a mission or something, and one particular dog catching Bucky's eye, and then -- I don't know, whatever happens next?

“Remind me again why we’re hiding in an animal shelter?”

“Because the guy who works here is suspected of being involved with a dog-fighting ring that is suspected of having connections to HYDRA.”

Sam shifted in his crouch, trying to take some of the pressure of his knees. He really, really did not like this spy shit. He’d rather strap on his wings and fight aliens out in the open any day.

“Stop wiggling,” Bucky hissed. “You’re making too much noise.”

“Both of you be quiet. He’s on the phone now and I need to be able to hear the location.” Steve pulled out his best Captain-America-disapproves look. Normally it would have zero effect on Sam and Bucky, but they were in the middle of the mission.

While waiting for the go-ahead from Steve, Bucky was distracted by something cold and wet nudging his fingers where they were laced through the fencing of the nearest cage. He let himself be distracted for a moment - Sam and Steve could handle something this simple. Really, there was no need for all three of them to be there, but it had been a slow week and they didn’t really like not being able to watch each others’ backs.

Bucky turned his attention to the dog attached to the nose curiously sniffing his right hand. It was a small dog, the color of cream and coffee with giant brown eyes. The fur on the top of his head was curly and soft and Bucky itched to bury his fingers in it. He settled for stroking the part of the dog’s muzzle that he could reach.

“Hey there, sweetheart,” he cooed quietly. “How did such a pretty boy ended up in a place like this?”

The dog looked at him with his sad droopy eyes and snuck his tongue out to tentatively lick Bucky’s hand.

“Aw, you’re a good boy, ain’t you? Ain’t you just the sweetest little thing?”

“Bucky,” Sam interrupted him. “Steve’s got the location. We gotta go.”

“Yeah, okay, just give me a sec.” Bucky turned back to the dog. “Don’t worry little fella, you won’t be here too much longer.”


By morning, the dog-fighting ring has been broken up, the people responsible have been arrested, and Steve has passed the HYDRA intel on to Hill. Sam is exhausted and wants nothing more than to go back to the apartment and sleep.

“You two go ahead,” Bucky says. “I’ve got a thing to take care of.”

Sam and Steve stand together and watch him head down the street.

“We’re getting a dog, aren’t we?” Sam asks, a note of resignation in his voice.

Steve looks over at him and grins. “We are definitely getting a dog.” He puts an arm around Sam’s shoulders. “Come on. We’ve got time to squeeze in a quick nap before he gets home.”


When they wake up, Bucky is snuggled on the couch with his new dog. There are toys strewn across the floor, food and water bowls in the kitchen, and four different types of treats in the pantry. The three men spend the rest of the day getting acquainted with their new family member and within the week, the dog has each of them fully trained.

Neighbors Steve Rogers x Reader

Fandom: Marvel Cinematic Universe

Characters: Steve Rogers (Captain America)

Warnings: Fluff, Smut, Some mention of race and insecurities

Word Count: 3,468

A/N: Hey guys, I have been working on this for a while and it’s really long, like 6-7 pages long. I hope you guys enjoy this and that none of my friends read this either. Enjoy adorable Steve Rogers!!!!

Originally posted by yalica

I was scrolling through Tumblr and what not when I heard a loud knocking at my door. Which was weird, because I wasn’t expecting anyone, I have no friends that would come over, and I don’t have a boyfriend to come over and surprise me. So it is either a very polite serial killer, or it’s someone who is lost and needs help of some kind. When I opened the door, I was met with an insanely tall and muscular chest.

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