STEVE ROGERS

/ BRO i think if you have a gmail account, it gives you an option to recover your email 

@shystabbings bro I had that issue, if you want some help pm me

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            (IT’S OKAY SJDBSIDNEJ I haven’t been very active on Steve lately aNyway, I’ve had sosososo much muse for Matt lately c: )
            
            Steve listened to each and every word that slipped past the dark-haired man’s lips, his smile soft yet bright at the same time while he did so. He really thought that? The blonde had never seen himself as anything other than a tiny asthmatic man who kept getting himself into fights, one who kept lying about who he was on his papers and was practically ignored by the vast majority of women — but Bucky? Bucky had stuck around and genuinely saw something in him, something so much more, and he never ignored the (at the time) much smaller man. “God, you see a hell of a lot more in me than I see in myself.” At this point he was pretty sure he’d fallen for Peggy to try and get his mind off of the things he felt for his best friend, the one who had all the women swooning over him with just one look, but all this time it had always been Bucky. “I love you too, but when was that somethin’ new?” Steve moved to sit upright, but he quickly settled down into the other once again except this time he was just sat up. “Seriously, though, it’s always been /you/.”

/ imagine me knowing how to reply on time, can't reLATE I'M SORRY
            
            Bucky smiled fondly and shook his head, resting their foreheads together. "Always such a punk." he teased fondly, letting the feeling of the other man's fine blonde hair falling through his fingers soothe him. He smiled wider at his lover's words and he shook his head. "Nah, see...that little guy was so much more than that to me. He was...this little idiot who was too dumb to run away from a fight because he was more focused on doin' what was right than not letting himself get hurt. He wasn't the best fighter in the world but he was the best man I know. Still is. And I wouldn't trade him for anything." he murmured, sweeping his gaze affectionately over the other man's face before pressing his lips to his forehead again. "I love you."

@-metalmemories 
            
            “Yeah, ‘cause I’m comfortable. ‘m not movin’ just so I can get some socks,” he retorted, his smile softening a bit. He was real handsome from this angle... From any angle, actually, but Steve just loved to admire the man. “Y’know, I’m not sure how I got so lucky. You coulda picked any other man or woman to fall in love with, and yet you chose the short, underdeveloped, underweight asthmatic guy who could barely survive the winter.”