Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 650

Warnings: language, sexual tension, innuendo, fluff

A/N:I wrote a thing for my lovely friend @221bshrlocked because she’s a goddess and I love her (her name is literally “An Actual Goddess” in Snapchat soooo) anyway enjoy my love!

You were sparring with Captain Steve Rogers, and hating every minute of it. You knew you had to train in order to improve, but you hated fighting someone you’d been in love with for years.

You had joined the Avengers 5 years ago, after the battle of New York, when Nick Fury found you after you’d gotten kicked off your college’s wrestling team for being too aggressive. And, you may or may not have accidentally lost control and used your powers. You had the power to manipulate people’s minds, which you’d used against your opponent to force her to give up the match. You immediately flipped her so hard that you cracked the floor, thanks to your super strength. That day, you were brought to Avengers Tower, where you were introduced for everyone. They were all good people, but the one you were most preoccupied with was Steve. He was good, pure, charming, and caring. You knew he would make you feel special, and over the last few years, he had become the one you trusted most. Only problem with that? You’d fallen for him. Hard.

You broke out of your reverie when you felt a punch to the gut and landed on the floor.

Steve shook his head, holding out his hand to help you up, “Jesus, (Y/N), you can’t let yourself get distracted. It’ll kill you.”

“Yeah, well, I’m done for the day,” you say as you stand, refusing to accept his help. You already felt weak, you didn’t need him to embarrass you further for it.

“You still have 10 minutes left-”
“I don’t care. Someone else can start early or you can take a break. I’m done,” you say through tears as you start walking away.

He chases after you and grabs your arm, spinning you around, “what’s going on?”

You wrench your arm out of his grip, shaking your head as you open the door, “I told you, I’m done.”

“Done with training? Or is something else going on?”

You slam the door, cracking it as you turn to yell at him, “I’M DONE WAITING FOR YOU!”

He goes silent, eyes wide.
“I shouldn’t have said anything. I’m leaving-”

“What does that mean?”

“Damn it, Steve. When they enhanced you, it obviously didn’t affect your brain cells. You’re absolutely exhausting.” You sigh, looking at the floor. “I’m done waiting for you to notice me-”

“I do notice you-”
“Don’t interrupt me, Rogers. I’m done waiting for you to notice me in a way that isn’t as a friend. I’ve been in love with you since Fury brought me here. And I thought I could deal with just being your friend. But apparently I can’t. So I can’t train or hang out with you anymore. I’m sorry.”

Steve stands there, mouth gaping as he tries to process your confession.

“Close your mouth, you’ll catch flies.”

He sighs, biting his lip, and you turn to leave.

You open the now-broken door, but end up against the training gym wall pressed against Steve. He has an arm on either side of you and is pinning you against the wall.

“You can’t say something like that and expect me to let you leave, doll.” He leans down and kisses you deeply, slowly. Normally you prefer fast, passionate kisses, but it’s Steve. He’s savoring you. You wrap your arms around his neck, and he holds onto your waist as he presses you against the wall.

You pull away, putting a hand on his chest, “what does this mean?”

Steve laughs, “it means we’ve been fucking idiots for the last five years, I fell in love the minute I met you.”

You gasp playfully, “CAPTAIN ROGERS YOU SAID A BAD LANGUAGE WORD!!!!!”

“Call me Captain Rogers again and we’re going to need to do something about it,” he growls.

You smirk and kiss him again, finally in your happy place.

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The Hero’s & The Bus

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

You sat in the seat next to the window looking out at the busy street, one earbud in your ear as you quietly hummed along to some random song on your playlist. You had just moved into New York a few months ago from Chicago after you had been caught on the news. Or you should say “Elementress” had been recorded and the video posted.

In a matter of minutes, the video went viral and you were dubbed “ Elementress” after it was revealed you could control all natural elements or as you liked to call them the big eight.

As the bus stopped more people came on, one of the men, a tall dark blonde wearing a baseball cap sat next to you. He looked over at you with a small smile before pulling a newspaper out of his pocket. You looked back down at the article on your phone then to the one in his hand.

“ Who’s your favorite?” You asked.

Steve looked up at you as you pointed to the article title,

‘NEW ENHANCED VIGILANTE IN CHICAGO DUBBED 'ELEMENTRESS’ BY PUBLIC. FRIEND OR FOE?’

He smiled and let out a chuckle at how you didn’t even notice who he was before replying, “ Captain America, and yours?”

You raised an eyebrow at the man’s choice of a superhero before responding, “ I favor the new 'Elementress. Why is Grampa your favorite?”

Steve looked at you his smile slipping a bit before raising an eyebrow, “ He was the first superhero.”

You looked at the man with a 'Really?’ the face before you replied, “ Is that all you like about him? That he’s the first superhero? The oldest one that’s still magically alive but definitely out of his prime? ”

Steve looked at you as if you’d just told him Captain America sucked, which you basically just did. He turned towards you pulling the newspaper down, looking at you.

“ And why do you like this newly discovered and reckless 'Elementress’? Hmm?” Steve questioned you.

You looked at him narrowing your eyes a bit, “ She can control eight elements first off, and unlike Captain America, everything special about her didn’t come out of a bottle.”

Steve let out a scoff remembering when Tony said those same words to him, “ How do you know that? She’s new and has little experience and most likely can’t control her abilities.”

“ From the video taken its safe to say she has pretty good control and that she has experience in fighting and using them.” You said before the man turned away from you.

Rolling your eyes you popped your earbud back in and turned up the volume until at the next stop a block away from from the Avengers Tower he got off.

As he got up he looked down at you before holding out his hand, “ Steve.”

Looking from his hand to his face you gave a small smile, “ Y/n.”

_______________________

You allowed the metal from the pole to wrap around the man’s body enough to contain him until the police got there to arrest him. Turning you left him with a note pinned with a needle-sharp piece of metal from the pole.

“ That was fun, ” You said walking down the alleyway bending the dark shadows to allow you through the back wall.

Walking out the other side you let out a sigh, that had been your fourth person that night, and one of the many this week. You pulled your hair out of the high ponytail it was in, rubbing the away some of the black paint around your eyes which hid some of your features.

“ This is how it’s going to go, ” Tony’s automated voice said as he landed in front of you, repulsers facing you.

You looked at the suit and shook your head, “ Impressive suit Stark, although I don’t think it helps you much in this situation.”

Before he could say another word you quickly started to fold his suit in on him, wrapping the arms together enough to where he couldn’t move but his actual arms were hurt. You then knocked him back with a gust of wind twisting the surrounding pipes.

“ Low blow Mother Nature, Low blow, ” Tony said trying to move but couldn’t rolling his eyes he said into the comm, “ Alright Cap your turn.”

You turned around at the thump of boots only to see the walking, talking American Flag. Letting out a laugh you turned back to Stark shaking your head.

“ This is cute really, ” You said turning towards the Captain, “ You know I was just talking about you with an old friend, don’t worry they aren’t as old as you are. ”

Steve pulled his arm back to throw his shield but as he released it you slowed the speed of it to where you could easily catch it. Both men looked at you in shock as you flipped the shield around.

“ Mmm this right here is worth a pretty penny Captain, and especially since a Stark designed it. But I’m feeling nice today so I’ll leave this with you sadly, ” You said throwing it back pushing it was a strong gust of wind to make it hit the Captain harder.

Turning around you walked out of the alley but not before turning back to the two Avengers with a grin.

“ Tootals!”

__________________

Two days later you were back on the bus, seeing as you didn’t feel like walking to your apartment that day. The bus had stopped at one of the pickups and a few people got on, one of them sitting next to you.

Looking up you saw the same man from a few weeks ago and smiled.

“ Nice to see you again, Grampa lover, ” You said as you pulled out one of your earbuds.

Steve looked at you and gave a smile, “ Nice to see you as well Tween Lover.”

Your eyes widened and you let out a gasp, “ Elementress is not a tween.”

He raised an eyebrow in question, “ Really? I’m surprised most new superheroes are I mean SpiderMan is only 15.”

You narrowed your eyes at Steve as his eyes widened at what he had said.

“ I mean- I don’t know how old he is but I’m sure he’s young, ” He stutters trying to cover up what he had said.

“ Mhm okay, you know Steve, ” You started looking at the nervous man, “ You sure do get offended when I poke fun at the Fossil you so greatly admire, any reason for that?”

“ It’s rude to disrespect an American hero who’s protected the country and other countries multiple times, ” Steve said straightening up a bit.

“ Alright, ” You said with a nod before grinning at him, “ You wanna know a secret?”

Steve nodded and leaned down closer to you, “ You really need a new civilian outfit and if you don’t want to be recognized… You probably shouldn’t have gone out with Tony Stark.”

“ Damn, ” Tony said from the seat across the row from you turning, “ She’s good.”

You leaned away from Steve looking into his blue eyes, your own e/c eyes shining in victory.

“ So Captain Rogers are you here to collect me for your little Hero squad or are you here to ask for a date?”

Tony turned back towards both of you and looked Steve in the eye, “ Say both Cap.”

Steve rolled his eyes at his teammate before looking back down at you, “ Both if you’d accept.”

The bus stopped and you stood and walked down the aisle to the door that was open, turning back to the Captain you shot him a grin and a wink.

“ You know where to find me, Cap.”

WandaVision All-New Halloween Spooktacular with the Avengers.

Your Holy Trinity.

“You are deluded, Captain. You pretend to be a simple soldier, but in reality you are just afraid to admit that we have left humanity behind. Unlike you, I embrace it proudly. Without fear!”

This was one of my biggest undertakings in a while, Johann Schmidt, or Red Skull from Captain America.

This was a project I had been working on from late spring to early summer, constantly debating exactly how I’d like to go about this, choosing between doing a mask or doing makeup, and ultimately I decided it would be best if I put my skills to the test and made a full head latex mask from scratch.

The mask was first sculpted in water based clay, molded with Ultracal 30, then cast in mask latex from Kosart Effects, and finally painted.

I’m not entirely satisfied with the end result, but I am certainly proud of it and very happy with this being my first ever full mask.

To celebrate Memorial Day, here’s a great shot of my Captain America at Acen by x_ion_photo on Instagram.

Chris Evans - You Want One

I never wanted children, and Chris wanted me, so we met in the middle with marriage. We lived happily but each time chris saw a baby he let out a little coo of sadness knowing he’d never have one.

For years I stuck to my beliefs and refused to even entertain the idea: that was until my friend, Charlotte, gave birth and for the first time I saw Chris with a newborn.

His large body encompassing the small baby, strong arms holding her closely. His nose would lean down and softly run across her cheeks, causing the little creature to offer out a whine of happiness. Chris seemed to have a permanent smile on his face and my mind began to wander.

What would he be like with our child? Would he be a good father? Did he resent me for never giving him a child? How would he fuck one into me…

“Y/N?” My head snapped to Chris who was carefully passing the baby over to Charlotte. “They’re heading off now,”

“Oh! So soon?” I stood.

Charlotte cooed down to the small baby. “Mommy is very tired, isn’t she?”

I softly chuckled and followed as we walked towards the door. “Same time next week?” I asked.

Charlotte nodded. “Absolutely, thanks!”

The door slammed shut and I cast my eye to Chris. He was still smiling happily and leant down to kiss my cheek, moving past me to the living room. I watched as he collected the coffee cups scattered around the table.

“You okay?” He asked.

I nodded. “Baby was cute,”

Chris groaned. “Don’t get me started, she was adorable,”

He stood, cups in hand. “You looked good with her,”

Chris wiggled his brows. “Why thank you,”

I followed him into the kitchen. “Really good, actually,” I leant against the doorway.

“How so?” Chris ask, clanking the cups into the sink.

I shrugged. “Just liked seeing you hold her, she looked tiny in your arms,”

Chris folded his arms. “Okay…”

“You looked like a dad,” I said. “You looked happy,”

Chris slowly walked towards me. “Is there something you wanna talk to me about?”

I pressed my back flush against the doorway, Chris placing his arm over my head and leant into me. I peered up at him with wide eyes, my hands slowly coming up to plant on his chest.

“I thought, maybe…if you wanted-“

“Yes?”

“Maybe we could make one,” I whispered. “A baby,”

Chris paused for a moment, brows tugging down a little. He shuffled on his feet. “But you don’t want kids,”

I shrugged. “I don’t think it would be all bad if it was with you,”

A slow smile tugged on his lips. “You want one?”

Quickly I looped my arms around his neck and pressed my body to his. “If you’ll let me,”

His arms wrapped around my waist. “You have no idea how long I’ve thought about this,”

Chris pressed a kiss to my cheek before trailing them down my neck. My breath quickened as my hands slid into his hair, softly tugging. My lips ticked his ear.

“Please put a baby in me,” I lowly whispered.

“You fucking minx,” I squeaked as Chris hoisted me up. I wrapped my legs securely around his waist as Chris began to march us to the bedroom.

I giggled in his ear as he pinched my behind before delivering a slap. Chris kicked the door open with his foot, his lips sucking on my neck as I let out a small whine. He collapsed onto the bed, me on top, and ran his hands over my thighs.

“Are we really doing this?” I asked breathily as I eased his t shirt over his head.

“If you want to,” he mumbled as my top followed suit.

“I do,” I cupped his cheeks and pressed my lips to his. “I do,”

I shouted out a laugh as Chris quickly rolled us over, his face burying into my neck. I gasped as his teeth sank into my flesh, my hips bucking up against his. Chris growled against me.

“Never fucked you without a condom,” Chris hummed lowly.

“You excited?” I giggled back.

I gasped as Chris rolled his hips, letting me feel how painfully hard he was. I whimpered softly and peered up at him.

Chris hasilty bunched my skirt around my waist and pulled my underwear down my legs, throwing them haphazardly with the shirts. He struggled to undo his belt, allowing my small hands to do the work for him. Once the button was popped, I eased my hand into his jeans and cupped his length. Chris shut his eyes and breathed out a sigh of relief.

“That’s my good girl,” he croaked.

I bit my lip. “Fuck a baby into me Daddy,”

Chris groaned as I slipped my hand from his underwear and softly giggled. He eased himself out and gave a few leisurely strokes, casually running his tip up and down me. I jumped as he nudged my bundle of nerves.

“You gonna take what I give you?” He asked, easing his tip in.

I let out a high pitched moan. “Yes!”

Chris’ jaw slacked, a breathy moan escaping him as he bottomed out. He dropped down onto his forearms and caged me in, nose bumping mine which caused a faint giggle to muscle past my lips. Chris sheepishly smile down at me.

“Sowarm,” he softly mused. “So fucking snug,”

“Just for you,” I softly cooed, my eyes rolling to the back of my head and Chris began to thrust.

He moved quickly and tightly, a man in a mission. Small grunts fell from Chris as my high pitched whines and moans filled the room. He buried his head into the crook of my neck and nipped the skin, my back arching into him as my stomach bubbled.

“I’m gonna-Chris!” My hands flew to his shoulders and my nails bit his skin.

Chris hissed softly into my ear, pushing me through my high. “Take it,” he huffed. “Take it,”

He came with a long, low groan. I could almost feel the vibration in my chest. Chris let out a soft sigh, face moving to look down at me. My hands softly stroked over his beard as a wide smile came across both our faces.

Chris’ large hand came to stroke over my forehead. “Feeling good?” I nodded at his question. “Still…still okay with what we just did?”

“Yes,” I blushed. “Are you?”

“I’m gonna be a Dad,” he lightly whispered. “We’re gonna be parents,”

I giggled softly, leaning up to kiss his lips. “Yeah we are baby.”