Nic (Steggy’s version)

And this is how Tony spoke about (and to) Steve:

After Ultron, after the Accords, after the fight in Siberia, after years of radio silence, Steve still called Tony earth's best defender. He still respected Tony and tried to do right by him.

And what did Tony do? Got in Steve's face and blamed him for everything. And Steve just stood there and took it.

“He’s my friend.”

“So was I—“ PACK IT UP! No you weren’t! WHERE?? WHEN???? GTF OUTTA HEEEREE

And please don’t say “well Steve wasn’t nice either.”

First, fine. Idc. But second, Steve calls his big building ugly and in the same scene is testy around the scepter. And??? And???????? CRICKETS. Nothing else! He’s never truly mean ever again!! Like the post says he mostly just accepts Tony’s jabs.

I genuinely don’t think that the end kiss they shared in CATFA was their only kiss

Now this is just my interoperation of things, but I think they were together through most of that film, they just weren’t telling people. It would have undermined Peggy’s position, and compromised how people saw her. (We see that a little in Agent Carter when they refer to her as “Cap’s Girl”). After rescuing everyone, we all saw how they looked at each other, and I would not be surprised if soon after they got together. Their missions with the Howling Comandos were largely glossed over for the sake of time in the movie, but it fits perfectly within canon to believe that they were in a romantic relationship at the time. The part where they see Steve’s compass with a picture of Peggy and both get flustered, makes way more sense as “damnit we’re supposed to be on the DL” and not “oh no people will know I have a crush.”  I mean carrying around a pic of someone says “relationship” more than “secret yearning.” It was actually a fairly common thing in WWII for soldiers to carry pics of their SO. 

Even more so, look at how each one grieved the loss of the other. Peggy was married with kids by the time that Smithsonian interview rolled around and she still couldn’t talk about him. Steve’s first thought when dropped in 2012 is PEGGY. People who are saying “Ok but they had one kiss, its not all that” have a fair point, if thats all they shared. But I don’t think that was it. I really, genuinely do not. CATFA isn’t the best when it comes to pacing. It skips huge blocks of time, in a vague manner, and it would be easy to say “they only knew each other for 2 seconds and had one kiss” but a rewatch shows it was much longer. Look at how everyone in canon outside of the movie talks. Howard and Steve were close according to Tony. You don’t go on and on about a guy you barely knew from a bunker a few times. That kind of bond and friendship is amassed over time, which is another indicator that a lot happened off screen. 

Peggy always referred to him as “the love of her life” and when Wanda was in Steve’s brain in AOU, she was what was there. Calling him back home. She is what he dreams of. That’s not something you have with a one time thing person.

It WAS an interesting class. I quite enjoyed it even if it was fuckoff early in the morning. About halfway through the semester the professor, who was an Old Theater Nerd and looked Exactly like you would an expect a 65 year old gay theater dude to look, announced with some relish that next class we would be watching Rocky Horror Picture Show, and that we could go 'All Out' for the occasion.

This meant nothing to me. I had somehow entirely avoided the cultural zeitgeist attached to RHPS. I knew it was a cult classic and that was literally all. I figured that he was a fan and knew some of the students were and that was all.

The class, incidentally, was filled with exactly the sort of theater/film nerds you would expect to enjoy a film class. They reacted with glee. Someone asked if they could come in costume. The professor said 'of course'. I shrugged this off. I'd worn an elf costume to watch Lord of the Rings in theaters after all.

I was Not Prepared for the next Wednesday morning. I shuffled in with my coffee, half awake, and opened the classroom door to twenty people in costume doing the Time Warp in the front of the room. The professor was wearing a glittery gold tuxedo jacket and top hat. He did have pants on, likely because he was in a Professional Environment. They were also glittery gold.

I stood there in my sweatpants with my coffee, still squinty eyed, and wondered if it was some sort of weird dream and I was about to wake up and have to get ready for class all over again.

"Come on!" One of my delighted classmates yelled. He was dressed like Meatloaf. "Get in the spirit!"

"What." I said, kind of blankly.

This is how they discovered I had no idea what the fuck was going on. "A VIRGIN!" At least three people crowed, even more delighted.

Anyway the rest of that class went Exactly how a midnight showing of Rocky Horror Picture Show would usually go. I sat in my usual place, absolutely baffled, trying to figure out how the fuck this was earning me college credits. I wandered into my literature class later still looking, apparently, like I'd been hit in the face with a very unexpected brick. My teacher, upon hearing what I'd experienced, laughed for a solid 30 seconds.

ao3 tag search function: excellent choice, sir! how would you like it cooked?

me: explicit. with a side of hurt/comfort

ao3: lovely! and may i suggest a drizzle of mutual pining?

me: of course, and can you add a spritz of angst? make it a 100k slowburn for good measure

ao3: coming right up, sir

me: thank you. oh, and waiter?

ao3: yes, sir?

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“You know, they weren’t supposed to end up together.”

Mara blinked up at the senior Chronomonitor. “Sorry, who?”

The Chronomonitor nodded at one of the constantly-changing images on Mara’s screen—the one of a blond-haired man dancing slowly with a dark-headed woman. “Those two. Steve Rogers-616 and Peggy Carter-616. It wasn’t in the timeline for them.”

Mara selected the image and flipped into their joint chronobibliography. It started out pretty standard…

“That’s the moment,” the Chronomonitor said, pointing. “Right… there!”

Mara squinted at the screen. Peggy was wearing some kind of uniform, stalking down a line of soldiers. She almost didn’t recognize Steve at first, but there he was, a whole head shorter and staring at Peggy like she'd hung the stars.

“That’s it,” the Chronomonitor said again. “That’s when he fell for her, and all our problems started.”

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