STEVE ROGERS

                  It’s a good question. Maybe in their line of work matters of the heart should come second. Lord knows Faith’s been alone most of her life, doesn’t know anyone who’s been really lucky in love that lives the same life they do. Her relationship with Bruce is a flat-out anomaly — especially in that it’s in no way fragile. She shrugs, not sure how to respond except, “I dunno? I mean, if it was me, you know? Lose a big love like that. Just don’t really know how you keep going.” she’s proud of him. Doesn’t quite know how to say it, but she is. Steve’s really been through the wringer. As good as he is, life just keeps punishing him. She gives his shoulder a gentle bop with the edge of her fist, “There’s gonna somebody else. Probably doesn’t feel like it, but it’s gonna happen for you.”

“It’s gonna happen for me.” He sighed with soft frustration and could do little more than try to keep up with her as they walked, “I’ve been hearing that line for a hundred years, Faith. It’s always the same. With Jo, I...” Steve closed his mouth pointedly. He couldn’t just admit it all. Not to her. She was in love with someone else and it wouldn’t be fair to bare his soul about how he never let himself get close to Jo. Or how the wounds Faith left when she walked out of his life had never fully healed over. 

@timemovesonandon

“I thought there’d be more people.” They’re either early or Buffy’s chopped liver, “I guess forty one isn’t as big of a deal as forty.”

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plotted starter for @timemovesonandon

             “So, no word from Jo?” she pushes her hands deep into the front pockets of her jeans as they walk, hikes her shoulders up high like she’s stretching, “Harshly.” It’s a quiet night on her usual beat. Through Hell’s Kitchen, avoiding the living heck out of Jessica Jones if humanly possible. Normal, except for the fact that she’s walking back alleyways in the dead of night with Captain America — Steve’s a good egg, but he usually knows enough to leave the slaying to the Slayers. She keeps her focus on the scene ahead, on her peripherals — on anything but Steve, because she can feel the ache in his heart just by reading the pain in his eyes. Quiet when she asks, “You okay?”