Comfort In Cold Places
Just a few weeks from the ice, Steve finds himself having a panic attack in public. Thor comes to the rescue.
The harsh wind promised a hint of snow, the metallic scent flooding his senses. Small flakes floated, melting away on any surface they touched. Steve swallowed as one landed on his bare hand, watching it melt away into a droplet of water.
There was no escaping the snow, he felt trapped where he stood in the middle of the sidewalk. It would be easy to walk a few steps into a warm cafe or to hail a cab but everything felt like it was too much to do. He couldn't get his body to move, couldn't get his hands to respond to his wants.
The wind came stronger, blasting him in the chest, and caused a chill to rush down Steve's spine. He closed his eyes, clenching his hand into fists, hard enough to leave half-moon patterns behind in his skin. The cold - the cold wind...
It was stronger in memory, whipping around him. His hands gripped the controls as he forced himself to tilt them down. The cold, all he could remember was the cold.
The wind was causing his eyes to burn, having to squint to see. His ears were roaring, body was frozen stiff. Fingers clenched around the controls. The sight of the icy waters, the chunk of ice was closer now. If he just closed his eyes, he wouldn't have to see his demise coming. He would just feel it.
Mutual Pining - @avengersbingo
Steve Rogers - @fandombingo
Hypothermia - @hurtcomfort-bingo
Kisses - Marvel Smash Bingo @marvel-smash-bingo
Showing Loyalty - @marvelrarepairbingo
Established Relationship - @steverogersbingo
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well worn and loved
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/4ibTVFy
by Blistering_Typhoons
Steve and Thor reunite with a storm and some Chinese takeout.
I have missed you, it says.
Words: 2129, Chapters: 2/2, Language: English
Fandoms: Captain America (Movies), Thor (Movies), The Avengers (Marvel Movies)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Steve Rogers, Thor (Marvel), Sam Wilson (Marvel)
Relationships: Steve Rogers/Thor
Additional Tags: Fluff, Established Relationship, Slice of Life, no really, the sliciest of lifes, there is zero plot, Smut in chapter Two, rated e with prejudice, Hair-pulling, LIGHT body worship, Mutual Masturbation, Fluff and Smut, Banter, my climate kink is back, Magic
read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/4ibTVFy
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The ThunderShield Valentines Exchange is an anonymous holiday exchange celebrating Steve Rogers and Thor Odinson, romantic or platonic 💖
⭐️ See more information about our event here ⭐️
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🗓 Sign ups open November 18, 2022. 🗓
What is the ThunderShield Valentines Exchange?
The ThunderShield Valentines Exchange is an anonymous holiday exchange, with all creations centered around the characters Steve Rogers and Thor Odinson being in a romantic or friendly relationship.
Schedule
Sign-ups Open: November 18th
Sign-ups Close: December 2nd
Assignments: December 9th
Check-In 1: December 16th
Check-In 2: January 15th
Assignments Due: February 1- 6
Posting Begins: February 7th
Reveals: February 14th
Minimums
Fic- 3k
Original art
Podfic- minimum 2k words recorded
Fan vid- minimum 2 min
A craft that can be photographed or scanned
Who are the mods?
Call-Me-Kayyyyy and HaniTrash💖
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mutual pining + heroic sacrifice for stevethor if you're still doing the mashup game!!
I hope this is what you were wanting!!
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Steve saw the glint of silver out of the corner of his eye, throwing himself towards the danger that was rapidly heading in Thor's direction. He felt the force collide with his shield, knocking the breath from his lungs. He skidded back a few feet, boots trying to purchase with the slippery ground.
He was thrown back with a yelp from him, landing on the ground with a solid smack. His head hit the frozen ground, tears burning in his eyes. He raised the shield to block a rain of blows, feet tucking under him in preparation for a solid kick to the assailant's chest. He made a satisfying contact, throwing him back with enough force to throw himself onto his feet.
He struggled to breathe, his chest aching but the pain faded into the background as the weapon was swung in his direction. The shock of it making a heavy, hard connection caused the shield to be knocked from his hands. The vibration, his nerves screaming in pain from the sudden shock.
He flexed his fingers, teeth gritted as he stared up at the assailant, bloodied and bruised knuckles curling into fists. He didn't hear Thor's shout or even feel the blade slicing through the multiple layers of body armor like butter, the sharp, burning pain that should've been filling him by now.
All he felt was sudden numbness, a rush of cold, burning fire filling his veins, searing, and burning his nerves alive. The pain was quiet, almost like when he was younger, and would have these terrible nerve pains but nothing akeen to this.
This felt like his entire body was burning alive, that he was drowning in this pain. He couldn't even scream, he was drowning and each breath he took to let out a scream, nothing came out.
He was suffering in silence.
Could no one see the fact that he was drowning here? Drowning in his own body, couldn't they see that he was on fire? Why would no one put him out?
Was he doomed just to suffer like this for eternity?
He couldn't even see, darkness had taken over his vision, speckled with white dots. He couldn't even feel the tears rolling down his face, just the pure agony that he was in.
"Captain!"
Thor's shout was lost, not heard by Steve's silent screaming, the roaring in his ears. He didn't see Thor crashing Mjollnir against the guy's chest with a sickening bone-crushing crack. He didn't feel Thor dropping to his knees beside him and tearing his tattered cloak off, wrapping it around the Captain's frame.
Steve screamed as he was touched, his throat contracting as he tried to force the sound of agony out as he withered on the spot. All Thor could do was watch in terror and pray help would arrive in time.
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At least the fire had smothered to embers, still the slightest of burning but it was easier to put it in the background. It wasn't consuming him.
He could almost live with this.
His senses slowly came back to him one by one. His hearing first, the slightest of muffled sobs, the familiar sounds of a hospital with the monitors. The too-clean scent of the hospital slowly being taken over by the scent of Thor, the musty scent with the sparks of electricity and something that wasn't quite of this earth laced in.
The burning pain was more tolerable, something he felt like he could almost survive now, instead of burning alive. At least he could survive now.
"Captain?" Thor's voice sounded hopeful, the sound of a chair creaking and warm fingers weaving between his fingers. "It's okay, don't force yourself to move to get up. You've been through something very traumatic."
Steve's fingers twitched, having to force the muscles to move in order to squeeze Thor's fingers. Each movement, even slowly fluttering his eyes open caused the nerves to flare in pain.
Thor smiled down at him, eyes rimmed red and cheeks stained with tears. That's the thing he adored about Thor - he wasn't afraid to show his emotions or hide them behind gruff actions of masculinity. Fresh tears appeared in Thor's eyes as he stared down at the Captain, moving one finger to stroke along the stubble on Steve's cheeks.
Steve's mouth opened to speak, croaking and throat burning. Seeing this, Thor brought the water closer to him, so he could suckle slowly through the straw and flinch at the coldness that hit the back of his throat.
He cleared his throat, tears sparking in his eyes as he did so. "Th-thank you," his voice barely above a whisper, "What happened?"
"What happened?" Thor echoed, cheeks flushed slightly. "You are making a reckless, courageous decision to save me. I should be furious with you for putting yourself in danger like that, but we both know that if I were in your position, I would've done the same.
They had the advantage over you and won, but whatever their blade was, whatever was on it, it caused you to be in such immense pain. We're still not sure what it was."
"Whatever it was, it-it made me feel like I was burning alive. I-I was made of fire, I couldn't even scream. I never want to go through that pain again."
"I promise, my Steven, as long as you are under my watch, you'll never have to go through that again. I owe you my life, Steven, no, no don't look away. You should know how much you mean to me and seeing you in that position made me realize just how special you are to me. I don't ever want to feel that helpless again. I-I couldn't do anything, I was helpless, watching you wither in pain."
"Thor..." Steve whispered his name, hand trembling violently as he cupped his beloved's cheek. "Shh. You-you still stayed by my side, even when I-I had no idea where or even who-who I was. You kept me grounded and sane. I'm sorry that you-you had to see me like that but you're still here."
Thor turned to press a kiss to the inside of Steve's wrist. "And I'll always be here for you, my dear."
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