fic by @kototyph / kototyph on AO3 art by @sundaecherries Pairings: Sam Wilson / Steve Rogers Rating: PG Warnings: No AO3 warnings apply Characters: Sam Wilson, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanova, Original Characters Other Tags:
Alternate Universe – Canon Divergence, Steve Escapes SHIELD in New York, Homelessness, Food and Weight Issues, Mentions of Substance Abuse, Lifestyles of the Poor and Anonymous, Sam Wilson is a Gift, Fugitive Steve Rogers, Identity Porn, There is Absolutely a Cap Emoji in the MCU, First Dates, Doritos
Word count: ~9.3k Summary: In the summer of 2011, Sam meets a homeless veteran with a famous name.
“Hey, morning!”
“Hey yourself.” It’s not as warm today, but Sam already has the water bottle to pass to Jesse as he ambles up to the car window. Jesse takes it, and leans into the car, an unusually serious look on his face.
“Listen, Sam-my-man, I’m glad I caught you,” he says. “I got one of yours at the park.”
Jesse shares tent on 27th Street, across from Rock Creek Park. The camp there gets raided and dispersed pretty regularly by District cops, too close to M Street and Georgetown’s gothic spires for the city’s comfort.
“One of mine?”
“Young kid. He’s got tags and that PT thing. Night terrors,” Jesse says. “Bad, pretty bad. You coming out here this weekend?”
“I can, sure,” Sam says. He has a standing date with Miriam’s Kitchen on Saturdays, and they usually don’t mind if he rides along to distribute the food they make. “If it’s okay with him, you can point me out when the van comes around.”
“Think he wants to talk,” Jesse says, just as Sam’s light turns green. “But he’s scared of something. Hides from the cops. Not violent, though. Nice kid. Real nice.”
Someone behind Sam honks. “Well, you got me curious,” he says. “I’ll see you Saturday, okay?”
“You got it,” Jesse says, and turns to go back to his tree.
hey all, I’ve got about 7k of G to PG Sam/Steve that could use a second set of eyes for all the usual suspects (grammar fails, missing words, pacing, etc.). hmu if you’re interested
hey all, I’ve got about 7k of G to PG Sam/Steve that could use a second set of eyes for all the usual suspects (grammar fails, missing words, pacing, etc.). hmu if you’re interested
I always kinda fixate on how Sam’s gaze lingers condescendingly on Steve after he delivers this line, and it’s produced this headcanon where after the VA scene, Sam and Steve go out on a date and hit it off really well and go back to Sam’s place and bang, but Steve wakes up while Sam is still making breakfast and is like “I’m sorry to do this, but I have to go” and is apologetic and cringe-y and Sam kinda watches him dubiously with his spatula in hand but is like “alright, man, see you around.” Whether Steve left because he got cold feet or a mission kinda varies in my head. But it makes Sam’s “if u EAT breakfast u fuckin shit” face in this scene (and the startled but slightly reserved way he initially answers the door) funnier to me.
Like I have not been able to stop thinking about this????
It… also kinda explains Steve’s little “okay I deserved that” head bob?
I started thinking absently about Steve Rogers’ jogging route during my run today and then i couldn’t STOP thinking about it because there’s literally NO WAY it makes sense unless you accept that he is specifically fucking up his entire morning routine to get another look at the cute boy he clocked on his run. I got home and started to make a post about it but it was like
so you’re just going to have to trust me
Enough people asked me to Get Into This that, you know what, fine. Let’s get into it. Under the cut please enjoy my doctoral dissertation, There Is No Carol In HR, or Captain America Is a Big Ol’ Creep and I Can Prove It with Maps.
please consider the fact that steven grant rogers a.k.a captain america probably got the bulk of his sex education from a pack of chorus girls
and like obviously you could jump to the conclusion that he had a bunch of educational sex romps with a harem of hot young ladies but if you have ever hung out with a pack of women for any significant length of time you will probably have observed them discuss every single facet of every single sexual encounter with every single romantic partner with one another, while cackling.
steven grant rogers a.k.a captain america sitting at the very end of the makeup trailer, meekly brushing a chorus girl’s hair, as six other girls share a bottle of gin and compare the median dick length of hook-ups in the west coast vs the east and how that might correlate with willingness to give head and a seventh girl keeps making lesbian jokes
steven grant rogers a.k.a captain america realizing all of bucky’s romantic ‘conquests’ probably went straight back to their friends and reported on his performance and suddenly being really glad he’s a virgin
steven grant rogers a.k.a captain america on one of his sadness errands goes to visit the last chorus girl in her nursing home and she’s like ninety and hooked up to a wheely oxygen tank and knitting some baby booties for her great-grandkid and she asks him right there in front of all the cameras, ‘you found a nice young man to pop that cherry of yours yet, rogers?’ and he goes ‘i’m waiting till you die, ethel, the last thing i need is another lecture on the clap’
the morning after sam and steve do it, steve resignedly answers his cellphone to the dulcet tones of a cackling ninety year old woman with a lecture for him on the clap.
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