modern monster crew au. tiny swole werewolf jeremy whose wolf form has a fluff of colorful fur. vampire geoff who mixes blood and booze in ridiculous cocktails. faerie gavin who is more in the crime scene for the lulz and the shiny things he can collect than any other reason and loves leaving weird faerie circles all over the city for random people to stumble into. shapeshifting dragon ryan who hoards weapons and books, breathes smoke when he’s flustered, likes it when he gets scratches between his wings because he can’t reach very well himself. forest nymph jack who wears floral patterns as a silly reference and has a tiny houseplant version of their huge old tree hidden somewhere. witch michael who harnesses fire in his very soul and can manipulate the minds of mortal men to his will. phoenix lindsay who keeps a humanoid form through a magic charm but burns forever, a dangerous duo with michael.
A/N: Holy shit guys. This took forever to get up, because I’m a monster when it comes to posting.
Prompt: Hi! I just wanted to say that i enjoyed the Bad Words oneshot and I think you did an amazing job. If you aren’t too busy could you do a oneshot with Steve and the reader where they go rogue on a mission and he gets upset and they argue but fluff? ❤
Steve x Reader
Warnings: Some language; that’s about it.
“Y/N, what the hell are you doing now?” Steve asked, exasperated. Apparently, he wasn’t feeling very patient. Too bad you’re not ready to go yet.
“I’m making sure that there’s no footage of us on the security cams, there Cap.” You say, popping the ‘P’ on Cap. Looking over at him, you give him a bright smile, and continue to tap away on your computer.
“You have about 20 seconds before I leave. With the jet. With or without you.” He says, moving to stand by the door and take watch.
“Like you’d leave without me.” You snorted over your shoulder, your Y/E/C eyes sparkling. You liked being an Avenger, and one of your favourite parts was annoying Steve. As much as humanly possible.
“Alright, alright. You got me.” Steve said with a twinkle in his eye, and a smile pulling at his lips. Blowing a kiss at him, you turn back to the screens and froze, staring at something that made your blood run as cold as ice. Tasting bile in the back of your throat, you swallowed thickly, feeling goose bumps raise on your arms. How could this be?
“Doll? What’s wrong?” You could hear Steve ask, concern showing in his voice.
Looking up with huge eyes, you try and compose your face into a mask of indifference instead of what you really felt. Nodding tersely at Steve, you close the programs you were using on the computers and walk over to his side feeling like you were going to throw up.
“Y/N, are you sure you’re okay?” he asked, brushing the back of his hand against your cheek earning a tense smile from you.