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I continuously forget to post what I draw on here but Happy Belated Birthday to Steve Rogers! I drew this and posted it on Insta on his bday but forgot to do the same here whoops 

That's so real

Transition goal? I don’t have a-

Pre serum Steve.

I have a huge soft spot for pre serum steve rogers. There’s just something appealing about a rage filled twig of a man walking about the streets of Brooklyn picking fights with any jerk he comes across and is miraculously still alive after everything because of a Bucky

Till the End of Time

Pre-serum Steve Rogers x Reader

Rating: T

Warning: A few innuendos and horrible editing! Oh. Also…an unoriginal title. 

Author’s Note: Well, my first story after this long hiatus is finally out. It’s not as good as I hoped it would be but it’s definitely helping me get out of this writer’s block. 

Song Inspiration - Doris Day’s Till the End of Time 

(I understand the year of the song doesn’t match the timeline of the story but I love it! Just imagine it does ;) )

(As always, this is not my gif)

When the gig was offered, no details over the troop you were performing for were revealed. As you looked past the curtain to the crowd of men beyond, it was a welcome surprise when you had immediately caught sight of the blond hair you had fallen in love with. His gaze focused on the floor, he shuffled his feet as he stood at the sidelines. His hands stuffed in his pockets, he didn’t make any notion to watch, let alone enjoy, the show.  Even with the few nudges from the same doctor who hired you that now stood beside him, he simply shook his head, trying to push past and leave the area.

Like you’d let him leave that easily.

With your heels clicking against the wooden stage, a smile spread across your lips as the crowd hollered, obscenities thrown your way amidst the screams. With the deep blue curtain still closed behind you, you carefully held the microphone stand, taking a small breath before starting to sing. Your sweet voice filled the air as you started the familiar tune, the one you had always claimed was for Steve and the one you had officially deemed as your favorite song to preform for that same reason. With the first few words sung, you watched with a smile to see his head immediately snap up, his eyes showing the confusion of your sudden arrival. But above all, you couldn’t help but match the intensity of his grin as the reality of your presence finally kicked in.

Till the end of time

Long as stars are in the blue

Long as there’s a spring, a bird to sing

I’ll go on loving you

With the end of the song, the curtain had finally raised, revealing the real show for the men, the USO girls. With their big smiles and short outfits, they paraded around you as you continued song after song but your eyes stayed focused on Steve. With his own gaze not drifting from you, he kept edging towards the stage, mouthing the words to the songs he had heard countless times before. But as he approached, he was constantly shoved aside, the men starting to swarm the front of the crowd as they tried to get as close as possible to the women whose pictures littered their books and beds. You chuckled, stepping back to avoid grabbing hands as you continued, the band playing somewhere in the corner. Their tempo overwhelmed your senses, letting you wash away with the euphoria of the music and the man standing so close by. Finally reaching the end, you repeated the opening song once more, your big (e/c) eyes batting to the crowd as you sang the last few lines for the show.

So, take my heart in sweet surrender

And tenderly say that I’m

The one you love and live for

Till of the end of time.

With the cheers of the men around you, your quiet thanks were all you offered as you left the stage. While the interaction with them was abrupt, they were easily satisfied with the girls adorned in red, white, and blue as they sat on the edge of the stage. Their legs dangling over, they happily conversed with each man whose legs seemed to buckle at the attention of the women.

But to you, your attention was focused elsewhere, looking for those piercing blue eyes that you had once been staring at. Yet as you reached the spot you once saw them, your confusion only doubled, as your man wasn’t there. With a frown, you spun in a circle, the skirt of your dress twirling around you with each turn you made. About to look further for him, you froze as a crowd started to form around you. With a smile appearing once more on your face, you signed each piece of paper thrown your way, shook hands, and answered as many questions as you could. But as time went by and your hands started to cramp, your eyes constantly looking for an escape, one of the men stood out from the crowd. He stood too close for comfort, the smirk on his face trying, and failing, to be appealing as he towered over your petite form.  

“Mighty fine show darling.” You inwardly cringed as his greasy hands touched your bare shoulder, his meaty fingers trailing down your skin to soon land on your waist. Not wanting him to see your reaction through, you kept your composure as you nodded, the same smile plastered on your face.

“Why thank you soldier. It’s the least I can do for you fine men.”

With your words, he only grew more confident as he leaned forward. His breath seemed to reek of booze as he whispered in your ear, causing the hairs on the back of your neck to stand on edge.

“Want to do more for your men in uniform? Why don’t you give me another show? Privately, in my bunk.” With your eyes now wide at his blunt request, you tried to push back only to freeze when you saw Steve once more. With his confused and angry gaze, he quickly locked eyes with you before advancing, only stopping as your hand came out of the man’s embrace to halt him. Calm now with your man’s presence, you took a deep breath as you slowly pulled away. Tucking the strands of your curled hair behind your ear, you soon adorned a smirk that seemed to rival his.

“Sorry darling…” You used the same nickname he had tried with you, mocking him with a raised brow. “You may be in the army but that doesn’t make you a man. I only go for the true heroes.”

With that, you gently tapped his cheek before moving away. As you escaped the circle of men now laughing at your rejected ‘suitor,’ your heels were quickly discarded as you raced towards Steve, throwing your arms around him as soon as you were close enough. Just towering a few inches above you, he held you close, not caring who saw as he tenderly kissed the top of your head. Ignoring the complaints of the men who surrounded them, you lifted your head, sneaking a quick kiss before motioning towards the stage.

“I have a room in the back. Come with me?” You said, your red lips curled into a genuine smile. You watched as he nodded, kissing your forehead before finally pulling away.

“Lead the way love.”

With his hand in yours, you led him away from it all, weaving past the huddles of men as they watched with open mouths as the two of you escaped to a more private setting. Of all the men who they suspected would get that privilege, never had they thought ‘scrawny Steve Rogers’ would be the succeeding man. Not paying them any heed though, you whistled for the music to start, the USO girls’ individual show beginning to assure no future trouble from drunken men, hasty advances, and Steve’s jealous nature. As the door with your name plastered on the flimsy wood soon came into sight, you hastened your pace. The rocks beneath you stung against your bare feet but you didn’t care, too excited for the prospect of seeing your boyfriend after weeks of being away.

With this mindset, you didn’t waste any time as soon as the door closed behind you two. Your arms now wrapped around his waist, you pushed the two of you onto the couch. Moving to straddle his waist, you cradled his face as you finally kissed him. With his hands immediately on your hips, he didn’t hesitate to reciprocate. The passion that lingered between the two of you was evident as the kiss continued, only pulling apart as you both fought to catch your breath. Your head moved to rest upon his shoulder, his hands rubbing your back as the silence lingered. Neither of you minded though. Both happy to be back in each other’s embrace, you let the moment sink in until finally, you lifted your head to take a peak at his happy expression.

His smile stretched across his face as he looked down at you, his blue eyes traveling over every aspect of your complexion as if to reassure himself that you were real. He kept quiet for a little awhile until he smirked, your eyes staying locked on his lips as you resisted just kissing him and leaving the talking until later. But your next show was tomorrow and wanting to savor the little time you had with your boyfriend, you let him speak.

“How are you here?”

“A man named Dr. Erskine asked me to come down. He said that there was a trial going on. I was supposed to be the show to commend the chosen man and satisfy the rest. But the one show turned into more. This just happens to be my first stop on an army tour with the gals.” You didn’t know he would be here. If anything, you had just let your small hopes guide you to the show, hoping you would see Steve. As luck would have it, you did. As you waited for him to say something, the surprised chuckle that simply left his lips gave you enough of a clue to put two and two together.

“You’re the chosen one. For the trial.” He simply nodded, forcing a cause of emotions to bubble within you. You were excited that he was living his dream but terrified of the consequences that would come with it. This internal turmoil left you struggling to find anything else to say.

“W-what does that mean?” You had finally managed to get out that simple sentence, choking on your words. Not bearing to look at him, you focused on your hands as they moved to fidget on your lap. But he wouldn’t have any of it as he tugged on your chin, making you look at him once more.

“I’ll be fine (y/n). I’m coming home to you, remember that. Now…” He paused, tickling your sides, making you laugh despite the tense air that settled in the room. “Let’s forget about it for now. I can’t believe you’re here. Before I went to the show, I was writing you a letter.”

“Read it to me?”

Curled up in his lap, you smiled as he moved to retrieve it from his back pocket. The embarrassed tone Steve had made his voice shaky as he started reading the letter he had meant to send. But you didn’t care about any of it to be honest. Instead, you took comfort in the sound of his voice as he carried on. Your cheek pressed against his chest, you listened to the slightly irregular pattern of his heart. All that mattered was that he was here. He was with you. Despite the short amount of time you had, you savored it; not knowing when would be the next time you’d get this privilege.

Steve never did divulge the information regarding the experiment. You wouldn’t know about how deadly of a risk it was. You wouldn’t know that Steve was beyond nervous to undergo the process in just a few days time. Steve didn’t want to worry you about it. Instead, he would just leave you in a shock when he’d visit you in a few weeks time, stopping at your apartment door with his new body and a ring in his back pocket.

Both of your lives would be changing but for now, you took hold of the present. You focused on the love that was strong between you, not letting it go for anything the war had to offer.

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A bunch of little pre serum steve doodles (plus a bucky)

Aww. That's love.

Somewhere in Time

Please, can you indicate any fanfic with pre-serum Steve? Thanks :)

Don’t fret, Anony! I’ve got ya!

The adorable ones:

Extras Together

Ten Year Reunion

Where Poppies Grow

Nana’s Fun Box

I Could Do This All Night

Wildest Dreams

Metamorphoses

Leaky Pipes

Straight-Acting

Imagination, Games And Fantasy

Pretty In Ink

We’ll Stay The Same

Fill Out The Form First

New Romantics

Take The A-Train

Lady Antebellum

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The racy ones:

Faith

In Private

Perfect Specimen

The Carter Empire

Blithe

I Kinda Hope We Get Stuck, Nobody Gets Out Alive

New Bonds

The Right Partner

Dancing To The End Of Love

Keep Saying Yes

Inside The Room

Ok but… jealous pre serum Steve bye

okay but literally PRE SERUM STEVE BEING JEALOUS WOULD LITERALLY BE HIM JUST SQUINTING IN YOUR DIRECTION LIKE “WHAT THE HELL IS THAT? WHAT HE DOING TO MY GIRL?” AND BUCKY WOULD BE LIKE “STEVE NO” AND STEVE’S LIKE “STEVE YES” AND HE STORMS OVER AND IS ALL, “HEY DOLL, I GOT US DRINKS” AND THE MAN IS LIKE ?!?!?!? AND YOU’RE LIKE “OH MY GOD, STEVEY, YOU’RE TOO CUTE” AND HE WOULD BE LIKE “HELL FUCKING RIGHT” AND GLARE AT THE MAN CAUSE YOUR HIS AND HE’S SOOO POSSESIVEEEE

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The Drawing

Pre Serum Steve x Female Reader

Summary: Sarah Rogers has just one request, which Steve Rogers wants to fulfill… except his friend couldn’t possibly love him back, could she?

Word Count: 5320

Warnings: Some fluff. Some very likely historical inaccuracies (so sue me). Mentions of blood and death (war related). Some angst… *cough* character death *cough cough*

A/N: It’s a day of firsts! My first fic in what feels like forever (even though it’s only been a couple of months), my first pre serum Steve fic, and my first real fic request! It’s not exactly as the nonny mentioned but I hope I got the basics right :D

As always, comments and/or reblogs are greatly appreciated, held dearly to my heart and will always be responded to!

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Non-Sequential // Masterlist

Pairing: Pre-Serum Steve Rogers/Steve Rogers x Reader

One night, Steve Rogers met a beautiful dame named Y/N. He hadn’t intended on letting her get away. But fate had other ideas. Y/N appeared and disappeared in his life so hauntingly that Steve started to wonder if she was an angel meant to watch over him. 

A/N: Inspired by the film The Time Traveler’s Wife. But not one of those fics that just literally rips off the whole movie and plugs in characters where they please. 

Prologue // Chapter 1 // Chapter 2 // Chapter 3 // Chapter 4 // Chapter 5 // Chapter 6 // Chapter 7 // Chapter 8 // Chapter 9 // Chapter 10 // Chapter 11 // Chapter 12 // Chapter 13 // Chapter 14 // Chapter 15 // Chapter 16 // Chapter 17 // Chapter 18 // Chapter 19 // Chapter 20 // Chapter 21 // Chapter 22 // Chapter 23 // Chapter 24 // Chapter 25 // Chapter 26 // Chapter 27 // Chapter 28 // Chapter 29 //

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Non-Sequential Headcanons & Asks

I DO NOT DO TAGLISTS.

This is a concept i have absolutely loved for years- a version of steve’s life in which the serum is able to heal his illnesses and increase his strength and stamina to superhuman levels, but he remains his original size. So i’ve been taking some scenes from the films (mostly ones in which steve’s size plays a role in the framing of the shot or his interaction with another character) and redrawing them with little steve. I’m having a great time with it tbh.  

Part 2 of my mcu scene redraws for an au where the super soldier serum gives Steve his canon powers but he remains his original size

“Before we get started… does anyone wanna get out?”

catws elevator scene redraw for this au

a tiny

Steve: I wanted to kiss you.

Peggy: Why didn't you?

Steve: I can't reach your face.

Steve 'fight me' Rogers

Love is Love My Dear

Sarah Rogers walked Bucky to the door. He had ditched school for the umpteenth time to care for a sick Steve so she could go to work. She stopped him in the entry way before he could leave. The boy turned to look at her. She smiled.

“James. I just want you to know, that if Stevie had to love anyone I’m so glad its you.” 

Bucky went pale “No, Ms. Rogers, its. We’re.. It’s not...” he stammered. Sarah put a comforting hand to his cheek. 

“No. None of that. James if you remember one thing I want it to be this. Love is Love. People may say what you and Steve have is evil and sinful. I want you to know that it is anything but. I’m so happy you are in Steve’s life and I would be proud to call you my son in law.”

The boy was crying now. She pulled him into a hug. “Thank you” he whispered. 

“Of course”   

Bucky Barnes got drafted into WWII. He spends all day at the conscription office trying to argue his way out. At the end of the day he goes home to Steve and tells him he enlisted. How do you tell your best guy who just wants to join the war that you wouldn't be going if you didn't have to?

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Or, the beginning of Captain America: The First Avenger from Bucky's pov.

"Till the end of the line, with all of my heart. I claim you as mine, till death do us part." 💍

Stucky Bingo 2020

Title:You better make sure you put me in my place Creator: @call-me-kayyyyy Card number: 032 Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/25902229/chapters/63873184 Square Filled: C2 - Man Bun Rating: Mature Archive Warnings: No warning apply Major Tags: no serum bucky, no serum steve, wedding Summary: No-Serum AU where long-haired mechanic!Bucky and skinny artist!Steve tie the knot. ❤️

"Till the end of the line, with all of my heart. I claim you as mine, till death do us part."

MCU Kink Bingo 2020

Square Filled: N5 - Height Difference Ship: Stucky, Steve Rogers / James “Bucky” Barnes

Bucky Barnes Bingo 2020

Square Filled: U3 - Till Death Do Us Part

Created for @mcukinkbingo, @buckybarnesbingo​, @stuckybingo2020​

Too cute for words 😍🥰❤️❤️

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