happy birthday, Steve !!

[ofstarlight]

I'm up for just about anything and will gladly use regular Steve here, pre-serum Steve or rule!63 Steve - Stephanie. Just let me know which you want. Regular Steve can be during TFA, CA:WS, CA:CW, post CW or any other kind of timeline. Pre-serum Steve can be pre-war, during the war or time travel and in the present time period. Stephanie can be any time period.

Here are some suggestions -



PARTIES: Whether group based, like a surprise party or something more lowkey with just a duo.

OUTINGS: Something non-party related. Art museums, BBQ/picnic, dinner etc etc.

CAKE TIME: What's a birthday without an amazing cake? Steve's favorite is vanilla bean with apple frosting because it's what his ma used to make when he was younger.

PRESENTS: Good luck getting him to take anything. Birthday or not, he doesn't accept presents very easily.

DANCING: Always bittersweet but one of the ultimate ways to connect for Steve.

FIREWORKS: It's the 4th after all!

SOMETHING ELSE: The sky is the limit. Mix/match, come up with something else. Throw whatever at me.

Comments

Give me reunion feels

[truthfulasso]

[It had become a tradition.

The years came and went, and the city changed. Businesses came and went, buildings were refurbished or knocked down, new being built in their places. But the dance hall was still there. A little shabbier with the passing years, but still standing. The clientele had changed over the years, the music played was different, but that didn't matter. Once a year Diana would come, claiming a corner stool at the bar, where she could see the door. Order a drink or two, chat with the bartender, but otherwise seeming content where she was. Sometimes only staying for a song or two other times staying longer, the last customer out the door, but either way she never danced, no matter who asked.

It had started as an optimistic hope. Steve had promised her a dance when he returned from the war. It had become a memorial as those who knew him joined her. As the years passed and the others moved on, it became more of a quiet vigil that she kept herself, for the singular man who occupied her thoughts. As if it were any surprise.

It was his birthday after all.]

fireworks and proposals

[wingedman]

The idea had originally occurred to Sam sometime around Valentine's Day - even if they couldn't make it legal, it could at least be binding among the three of them. Tony'd agreed when he mentioned it to him - made a crack how Sam could have at least gone down on one knee for him - and immediately reached for his tablet to start sketching ring designs. He hadn't pegged Stark for a jeweler, but it turned out that what he'd had in mind was an interlinking puzzle ring, with three bands locking into one. It was, he had to admit, kind of genius.

Tony had made the rings himself, and Sam had spent more time than was strictly necessary watching - look, he had a certain appreciation for Tony's biceps and the way he looked when he was intent and sweaty - and they'd settled on Steve's birthday as the right time to propose. The penthouse of the tower offered a panoramic view of all the fireworks, and they'd dimmed the lights to watch.

(Maybe there had been some shenanigans involved, too, but it was Steve's birthday, after all, and they had to celebrate.)

They'd settled down in time for the finale, and Sam surreptitiously tried to fumble for his pants on the floor. He thought he managed to get the box out without Steve noticing, anyway, and he glanced over at Tony to make sure he got the cue.

[samerica]

"Don't think I've seen 'bombs bursting in air' taken quite so literally before." They'd been in London in between missions for a bit of r&r, which just so happened to be on Steve's birthday. The Commandos had been celebrating in a pub when the air raid siren started, and now they were all in an Underground station. Sam had dragged Steve back from the crowd a little for a bit of space, huddling against one of the curved brick walls with him. It wasn't really cold, per se, but a lot chillier than Sam was used to at this time of year.

"You got any plans for later?" Sam nudged him gently, with a teasing smile on her face. "Assuming we ever get out of here, anyway."