i really hope that dc announcing that wonder woman is bisexual sets off a string of dc and marvel announcing that all their superheroes are gay to try and one-up each other. like, tomorrow we wake up to find that marvel has admitted that captain america has been bi all along. then dc counters by making batman gay. next thing you know black widow is canonically ace. and no one stops until all their superheroes are somewhere on the lgbt+ spectrum
Imagine Steve learning about "bisexual" and feeling so incredible because holy crap there's a word for it
Back when Steve was a teen, there were two ways to be: straight, or quiet about it. Despite the fact that he lived in one of Brooklyn’s more accepting neighborhoods, that bar wasn’t very high. Besides, he liked girls. It didn’t matter how many longing looks he spent on Bucky, there was always a pretty girl around to distract him long enough to forget about it. One of these feelings just had to be a fluke.
When he met Peggy, there was no time for questioning. Just being with her was enough to take away his doubts, or so he told himself. Peggy was wonderful, an absolute dream, but sometimes he still couldn’t help himself wondering. It was too much when he thought about what it would be like to have a man hold him and gently kiss him the night before a battle, when he wasn’t sure if he’d live through the next day.
The 21st century was different. Here, people were more openly gay than he’d ever seen in his life. Not to mention the Internet; now that was something else. When he’d recovered from his stint in the ice, one of the first thing he’d asked for was a computer (after all, there were only so many obvious questions you could ask your friends before they got annoyed). On it, he learned as much as he could about how the world had changed in seventy years, spending the hours he should’ve been sleeping just absorbing information.
A few months in, one night, Steve was feeling particularly fearless. It’d been one of those weeks where he couldn’t push the questions out of his mind. Unlike before, though, he had Google, and it took a whole lot of guts (and a quick search) to type the vague phrase “what’s my sexuality” into the search engine. Up came a list of definitions, way beyond straight or gay, and more than Steve could’ve ever imagined. As he scrolled, his eyes settled on one definition in particular.
Bisexual - the attraction to two or more genders
Steve froze. There was a word for it? The feeling that had been confusing him all his life? Emotions bubbled inside his chest in a way he hadn’t expected. All this time of feeling broken and confused and just plain wrong, and it was all okay. Everything had been normal: it was possible to like both men and women, and apparently, other genders too? Now that was a concept he’d never encountered before.
Plot: What happens when fall in love with two different people, for different reasons, but they just so happen to be each other’s best friend? Pairing: Peggy x Wanda x Reader (it’s girl’s night WHOOP WHOOP) Words: 932 Warnings: Angst at the end (s o r r y)
Words: 1087 Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Featuring: Natasha Romanoff, Tony Stark, Clint Barton Warnings: Swearing Requested by (anon) and @subject-a-9 “Hi I was hoping I could have a Steve Rogers one shot where the Reader is in college studying business and interning at SHIELD? Natasha would tell Steve that the reader is usually found at the local cafe studying and they accidentally bump into each other? The reader is also super shy and is best friends with Nat? :)” “Then um could i make another Steve Rogers request? if you don’t mind? I love your writing dear! Um okay so the reader would be a college student studying business and art and she would be interning at the Avengers Tower, hired by Tony, and Natasha would be the one to set them up on a chill date like they would accidentally walk into each other at a coffee shop while the reader is studying for her exams? She’s super shy as well esp. around boys. lots of fluff and just super cute maybe? :)” Authors Note: YAY CUTIES
“What the hell does that even mean?” You whispered to yourself as you tapped the pencil against your chin. You re-read the question of your crazy college homework and, alas, you were getting frustrated you still didn’t understand it.
You took a drink of your coffee and looked around the little cafe. There wasn’t much activity going on; it is kind of late. There were a few other people, but they were probably going to leave soon, and the others weren’t even paying attention to anything.
You looked back down at the paper and read the question one more time. Still not understanding, you read the next question. But with your luck, it related to the question above.
You groaned, “Is this really worth it?” You whispered to no one, “I could just drop out and be a stripper.”
You laughed at yourself, just making certain you were going insane. “That would be a bad idea.” You looked back down and started to re-analyze the question, but nothing was working.
“(Y/N)? What are you doing here?” Your head snapped up when you heard the familiar voice.