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Independent Roleplay Blog for Steve Rogers, Captain America

Blog Established: December 8, 2012

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Emily Vancamp as Sharon Carter in “Captain America: The Winter Soldier”

Here’s an example of what we call a “soft no”. Sharon turns down Steve’s offer in a way that’s meant not to insult him but never actually uses the word “no”.

Steve clearly gets the message, though, and importantly offers to leave her alone. Sharon’s comment afterwards gives him an opportunity to try again later, but he doesn’t press and respects her rejection of his company even though it’s probably hurt his feelings a bit.

Just in case you ever wonder “What would Captain America do?”; there you go.


Captain America: The Winter Soldier + Steve & Maria


I am in Eastern Time Zone. My work week runs Thursday-Thursday

Thursday {8/28} 

  • 11 am - 6 pm 

Friday {8/29} 

  • off 

Saturday & Sunday {8/30 - 8/31}

  • 11 am - 6 pm 

Monday {9/1} 

  • 11 am - 8 pm 

Tuesday {9/2}

  • off

Wednesday {9/3} 

  • 11 am - 6pm 

Thursday {9/4} 

  • off

My work week blows this week because I don’t get multiple days off in a row like I usually do but yeah, I’ll be around a bit. I love you guys. Thank you for your patience. 

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Sheridan smiled at him and chuckled slightly. “That effort itself is much appreciated.” She said simply, rocking side to side gently as the music eased into a new song. The other couples around them were twirling with skill, but overwhelming a newbie like Steve would be wicked of her. And, even though she wouldn’t admit it, she was more comfortable resting against Rogers and listening to music. She angled and turned them, leading gently, but keeping the steps simply. Step, step, side. Step, step, other side. 

"This may seem redundant, but are you enjoying yourself so far? I’m almost afraid I’m overdoing it.." She asked gently as he got the hang of the steps, nervous she would distract him but knowing a conversation would help him relax and release the tension that was so palatable under his broad shoulders. 

He follows her lead and in the beginning he doesn’t remove his eyes from her feet, so terrified that he might break a toe or manage to knock her off balance and cause her to sprain her ankle in those heels that he really has no idea how she manages to walk so effortlessly in. After a moment though, he starts to get the hang of the easy dance she’s guiding them in and he can look up at her pretty face in wonder of how he’s managed to spend a whole night alone with her. 

"I don’t have any other dates to compare it to, ma’am but even if I did, this would still be the best date I’ve ever been on." Steve assures her with a smile and the lightest of squeezes to her waist. The conversation does help him relax. "You’re not overdoing it, this is all.. perfect." 


Charles rolled his eyes a little at the comment, a small smirk playing on his lips. He froze when Steve touched his cheek, but was quick to reach up and take the wash cloth from him. “I would not wish to take advantage so fully of such a super soldier,” he murmured, gaze flicking toward the blond. “And anyway, one must begin somewhere when learning how to take care of himself all over again. Thank you, Steve.” He reached down to pull his knees up out of the water, wincing a little when his back protested the movement, and leaned them against one side of the bath before sinking down further and submerging his head to get his hair wet.

"Gentle." Steve whispers even though he’s sure that Charles doesn’t need his warnings against being too rough with himself too quickly. Steve means only to help though. He bites his lip and backs up when Charles submerges his head. He figures that Charles will call when he wants Steve to help him from the tub. He doesn’t want to make the man feel any more awkward than necessary since this already has to be uncomfortable for Charles, to have to feel all of that pain he’d been sure he’d been rid of. 


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"I had a nightmare, baby. I’m okay. Don’t worry." 

Alex cuddles close, trying to calm his breathing. His thin fingers tangle in Steve’s shirt. “Good papas don’t hurt their babies,” he agrees. “And you’re the best Papa there is.” He sits up slightly when Steve stands, leaning against the man’s shoulder. He’s dwarfed by Steve’s chest, a tiny scrap of fabric and skin and bones, feeling comforted by the solid warmth. “I like hot chocolate. I can help make it.”

Steve smiles, already feeling better from his own nightmare by his son’s assurance that he’s the best papa there is. “Well, you’re the best baby there is.” He returns, kissing his son’s temple lightly. “You’re the best helper in the world too. We’ll make it with real milk, it tastes extra good that way.” 


"Is it really that stuck, or are you just making an excuse to wave your ass in the air?"


Clint does like to be treated rough sometimes— though he tended to stray away from the rough treatment with Alphas before Steve, especially those he didn’t trust. And he trusts Steve— they’re mated, he wouldn’t have let himself been knotted in the first place if he didn’t trust Steve. But he knows how to get Steve to do what he wants, so he isn’t really surprised when he hears Steve growl.

He shivers and lets out a soft little moan before he nods his head, chin jerking towards his chest before he stands and begins making his way down the hall to their bedroom.

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