#dxmence

I’m putting these into one post do that I don’t spam:

@queencfwolves​ said: Dibs af tbh

@powertobite​ said: dibs

@ofgunsandlipstick​ said: dibs

@dxmence​ said: dibs ( i know I haven't been around for AGES but I still love you lsdfjka )

@mxndwitch​ said: dibs x infinte <333

@hellsholyground​ said: dibs dibs dibs dibs

I LOVE you all SO MUCH and the dibs definitely goes both ways.

[𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐊]:  Send me a 🎶  and I’ll shuffle my playlist and use a line from the next song as a starter. [𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒]: accepting [𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌]: @dxmence​ // becca [𝐅𝐎𝐑]: erik 

❝This time I'm speeding with no direction.❞ Without a mission, without something to do, he feels lost and after a couple of glasses of whiskey he does not mind admitting it. ❝Have you ever felt like that?❞

         rebecca barnes had always been and likely always remain to be an enigma.  for so long steve thought himself to be alone in this new timeline.  by every ounce of logic out there she should’ve been in the same state as peggy, if not very similar.  there were days when steve even thought bucky’s younger sister to be dead given the passages of time.  in fact, when he worked up the courage to seek her out the soldier had been met with a death certificate.  that alone sparked an intense flash of anger when she re-emerged into his life.  he’d never appreciated lies.  though, when the initial shock smoothed over and he was able to look at everything from a logical perspective the move made sense.  her body hadn’t changed in decades.  her body healed in a way that reminded him of his very own genetically engineered cells.  how else was she supposed to explain than by starting a new life?

          from there, steve opened himself up fraction by fraction.  rebecca became a lifeline of sorts, grounding him to a different time while he tried to navigate a completely new one.  he found a comfort he hadn’t really known since his family was ( somewhat ) in tact.  steve felt home.  he felt like there was somewhere he belonged.  more importantly, becca gave him a space where he could simply be himself.  not captain america and not an avenger.

                             just steve.

           “ i wish bucky were here, “ the soldier suddenly blurts instead of the other three words he’d been terrified to say out loud.  bruise covered arms shoot out to grab at the nearby mail he’d brought up from the first floor.  bright blue eyes scan over all the print.  a letter from one adrian mathias is gently placed to the side to read later.  another from a local musician known as sonore is set on top.  “ although, i bet there’d be some words over dating his little sister. “  the smile that follows is slow and nostalgic.  steve can’t help but get his gaze wander up and out the nearby window.

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