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solitude . steve rogers
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    Time 1h 33m
Ongoing, First published Jul 13
"𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 π’π”πππŽπ’π„πƒ π“πŽ π‹πŽπŽπŠ π‹πˆπŠπ„ π˜πŽπ”."





in a world that never stops moving, they became the stillness in each other's storm.

alora lived in the hush of forgotten history, content with silence and shadows. steve walked through the noise of the present, haunted by echoes of a time that no longer existed.

they weren't searching for love, only a moment to breathe.

but in the quiet spaces between what was and what could be, something unspoken began to blossom.

two worn hearts learning, slowly, that solitude doesn't always mean being alone.





[steve rogers x oc!]
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37 parts Complete Mature

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