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Don't Wanna Be All By Myself- Chris Evans One Shot

Pairing: Chris Evans X Reader

Prompt: Chris gets wasted one night and tells the world about your secret relationship.

Word Count: 1110

Warning: drinking (if that counts)


You laid in bed at a quarter to midnight, catching up on the latest episode of your favorite TV show. Your phone rang from beside you, alerting you that someone was calling you. You picked up the phone and smiled when you read the screen. It was Chris, your secret boyfriend of five months. You two didn’t want to announce your relationship quite yet, due to the immense media coverage Chris was getting from his Marvel movies. Everyone who wasn’t close to you believed that you two were just best friends (maybe something a bit more).

“Hello, Chris.” You answered your phone.

“Hi, baby.” He replied in a slurred voice. You knew he had gone out drinking with friends, but it appeared now that he was drunk.

“Chris, are you wasted?” You asked, already knowing the answer.

“Maybe.” He held out the word.

“I’m coming down there to get you.” You said, turning off your show and getting out of bed.

“I miss you too, darling.” He mumbled.

“Stay put. I’m headed there now.” You put your shoes on and headed out the door.

“Wait, baby, don’t leave me.” He whined.

“I’m going to you. Give me five minutes.” You hung up the phone, praying he was still at the bar with his friends and not wandering the streets of Boston completely wasted. You pulled up to the bar and sighed seeing the paparazzi surrounding it. You kept your head down, ignoring their calls as you entered the bar.

The bar smelled like beer and smoke, what else did you expect. It was loud from the football game highlights playing on the TV and from the karaoke going on. You looked up at the karaoke stage with a laugh. You knew your boyfriend loved doing karaoke, but you’d never thought you’d see him drunkenly singing Eric Carmen.

“All by myself
Don’t want to be all by myself anymore
All by myself
Don’t want to live all by myself anymore” He slurred his words as he sang ‘All By Myself’. The majority of the other drunk people were dancing along to it. His friends, hammered as well, sang with him; but Chris was alone singing and dancing on the stage.

“Y/N! Hi baby!” He smiled at you mid-line. He stumbled off the stage and over to you. He hugged you and you could smell the alcohol radiating off him.

“I missed you.” He muttered, sloppily kissing your cheek.

“I missed you, too. We need to go home now.” You said, trying to lead him towards the door.

“Can I get pizza? I want pizza.” He asked.

“Yes, you can. Let’s just get you home first.”

“Can I get cuddles too? Come cuddle with me. I don’t want to go home. The night’s still young. I want another drink.” He turned to the bartender, “Can we get another round?”

“No, no more for you.” You said, pulling him away from the bar. “Say goodbye, Chris. We’re going.”

“But I don’t want to.” Chris’ lips slumped into a pout.

“You’ll get cuddles and pizza at home. Come on.” You grabbed his hand and successfully got him outside. You groaned as the flashing of cameras began. You had almost completely forgotten about the paparazzi waiting outside for him.

“Chris, what’s your next project?”

“Is it true that you will retire?”

“Are you two official?” The questions began to fly around as you tried to get your stumbling boyfriend to your car.

“Yes.” Chris smiled and your eyes widened, “This is my beautiful girlfriend. I don’t care what you all think-I am in love with her.” His words came out clearer than they had earlier. The press began to go crazy, asking even more questions. You got Chris sealed in the car before he could answer anymore questions. You started to drive the car back to your apartment and saw out of the corner of your eye as Chris repeatedly blinked for a few moments.

“How did I end up in here?” He mumbled, looking around the car with squinted of his hands reached out and stroked your cheek, “You’re so beautiful. Can we cuddle?” You put your arm out to prevent him from getting far in his attempts to cuddle with you. Luckily, he was out of it enough to forget how to undo the seatbelt that was restraining him.

“I’m driving. We can cuddle soon.”

“But I want my cuddles now.” He whined as if he was a baby.

He passed out on the sofa the moment he entered your house. You placed a blanket on him-deciding against ordering a pizza at one AM. You snuggled into the second couch, ready to catch some rest.


The next morning you stood in the kitchen, preparing a cup of coffee for you and some pain killers for Chris. The silence in the house was interrupted by a loud groan mixed with a whine. You chuckled to yourself and took the hangover “medicine” into the other room.

“Good morning.” You smiled, setting down the medication and glass of water in front of Chris on the table. He sat up slowly with a hand covering his eyes.

“Thank you.” He mumbled, drinking the water, “How hammered was I?”

“You called me at midnight and then when I got to the bar, you were singing 'Al By Myself’ by Eric Carmen. I gotta say-I don’t think I’ve seen anything funnier than that from a drunken person.” You laughed as he let out another groan.

“That’s gotta be everywhere online now.” Chris said.

“That’s probably not the biggest news on social media from last night.” You replied and he frowned in confusion, “The paps were outside the bar and you kinda told them about us.”

“Oh God, really? I’m sorry. You said you wanted to wait and I just completely screwed up.”

“I’m not worried about the media anymore. I’m more worried about if you meant it.”

“Meant what?”

“Last night-you said that I was your girlfriend and that you love me, no matter what anyone else says. Is that true?” You asked. You two had been together for six months, but the topic of love wasn’t something you discussed. You loved Chris, but you had never told him those three little words and he had not either.

“I really hoped to tell you in a more romantic way, but yes. I love you, Y/N. I love you a lot.” Chris stated.

“I love you too.” You smiled. He leaned in to kiss you, but you stopped him, “Sorry, but your alcohol morning breath kinda ruins the moment.”

“Right.” He laughed.

I don’t want to make out with myself (Peter Parker x Reader)

Request: can you do an imagine where the reader is an avenger and she’s super sarcastic and dry with everyone and she acts like she hates everything and peters the only person she nice to and everyone teases her about it?? they sort of have a relationship like april and andy on parks and rec? thanks!!

A/N: I loved the idea, but for some reason, I don’t really like how this turned out. I hope it is just me and you guys enjoy it! xx 

‘’Will you shut up?’’ you say to Tony, who is rambling about something he has created. You have been an Avenger for two years, when Tony found you living on your own under a fake name, trying to hide your powers. Being able to shift into other people made it easy for you to live alone, shifting into an old woman when your teachers wanted to talk to your mom.
You have been trained by your father, who had been on the army. You learnt how to fight at a young age, when you discovered about your powers, knowing people would try to take you. Your parents have given their lives when some men appeared at your house one day to try to take you, and they told you to run away. The day after, you saw on the news that they had been murdered, and you took all the money they had left you and fled, starting a new life -you became colder and talked to no one, trying to keep your identity a secret and not using your powers when not necessary. Tony somehow found you and took you under his wing; even if you hadn’t wanted it at first, when he showed you the tower, with its bedrooms and training rooms, you couldn’t refuse.
Two years after, you are still closed up, not being talkative and avoiding any kind of relationship with the team. You love them and they love you, but you don’t feel comfortable sharing your thoughts and feelings. The only person who made you open up was Peter Parker, a boy who has joined The Avengers only two months ago and who doesn’t live with you all, but who somehow has managed to win his way onto your heart.
Tony glares at you, mad at you for not being excited. You can feel Peter’s laugh against your head since you are lying on his chest, waiting for it to be your turn to go onto the ring.
‘’You could try and be nice sometimes, [Y/N]’’ Tony says, still glaring.
You roll your eyes and get up from the ground. You look around the room, Natasha and Steve finishing their fight.
Just as they leave the ring, you go onto it, waiting for someone to fight you.
‘’Hey, Sam, wanna get your ass handed to you?’’ you ask, smirking.
‘’As if that was gonna happen, little girl’’ he answers.
A minute later, his head is trapped between your legs, his hand punching the ground.
‘’Let me breathe, let me breathe!’’ he shouts, trying to escape your grasp.
You laugh and let him go, getting up from the ground.
‘’I didn’t even have to shift. You are getting old, Sparrow’’ you say.
‘’It’s falcon. There is a huge difference.’’
‘’Sure, pigeon’’ you say smirking a little. ‘’Does anybody else want to fight?’’ you ask. Peter gets up from where he was sitting and walks to the ring, smiling at you. ‘’No. Nope. I’m not fighting you, Pete. I don’t want to hurt you’’ you say, shaking your head vigorously.
‘’You didn’t even think about it before trying to kill me!’’ Sam says.
‘’Well, Peter deserves kindness. You don’t’’ you answer, looking at him. ‘’I’m not fighting you, Pete.’’
‘’Come on, [Y/N], a punch is not gonna kill me’’ he says, a sweet smile adorning his lips.
‘’We know why you don’t want to fight him’’ Natasha says, her usual smirk on her lips.
‘’Little [Y/N] has a crush’’ Tony’s voice sings, for once, him and Natasha agreeing on something.
‘’It’s not a crush!’’ you shout, blushing. Peter is blushing as well, trying not to make it too noticeable.
‘’Oh, come on, [Y/N], don’t listen to them’’ Steve says, putting his arm around your shoulder. You frown -Steve knows you don’t like people touching you, so he only does it when he is joking. ‘’It is okay if you have a crush.’’
You growled and looked at them, Peter standing still and blushing.
‘’I hate you all’’ you say, really serious. You look at Peter, who doesn’t know what to do. ‘’Well, not you. But I hate the rest of you’’ you say as you leave the room, your cheeks bright red.
You hear footsteps behind you just as you leave the room, and turning around, you see Peter, running to you.
‘’Hey, don’t listen to them. We are the youngest and they like to joke around’’ he says, putting his hand in your arm.
‘’Yeah, but what if I do have a crush on you? You are the only one here who makes me feel anything at all. They are like my family, but you always bring the good out of me and I-‘’ you confess, feeling brave, before feeling Peter’s lips on your own.
‘’Well, if you have a crush on me, that’s great, because I have a crush on you’’ he whispers before kissing you again.
You hear more footsteps approaching you, and throwing Peter inside the first room you can find, you quickly shift into him, trying to distract the team.
‘’Hey, Peter, have you seen [Y/N]?’’ Natasha asks, the whole team behind her, talking between them.
‘’Yes, she went to her room. Seemed pretty pissed off. I think there were tears on her eyes’’ you say, trying to make them feel bad.
‘’Shit’’ she answers before leaving to your room. The rest of the team follows her close behind, and you walk into the room you have pushed Peter in.
‘’Oh my God, that’s scary’’ he says as he sees you. ‘’Can you please stop looking like me? Not in a rude way, but I don’t want to make out with myself.’’
You laugh softly and quickly shift into yourself before pulling him in for a kiss, a smile on your lips.

Practice Makes Perfect *Steve Rogers x Reader* NSFW

Originally posted by asgardian-nightmare

Summary: “I don’t like being told what to do unless I am naked” & “I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear” A small idea I got where reader tries her luck at dominating but it’s short lived. - cause I could never dominate in the bedroom.
Warnings: Smut & I guess fluff-maybe

I don’t even know about this. Like I lost what the “plot” was half way through.

Also first Steve smut I have ever posted, so please, for my sake pretend it’s good. Thanks.

I had @after-avenging-hours @casameanlock and @sergeantjamesbarnes107th read this over for me! 

You woke up to the morning sun shining through the curtains, you groaned forgetting you hadn’t shut them the previous night, due to the fact your stupidly attractive boyfriend had come back from a mission. You turned your head looking over at the sleeping man, snoring lightly beside you, his face pressed deep into his plush pillow and arm draped across your waist.

You smiled gently at the sight before you, his hair tousled from his sleep and your fingers tugging at it only hours before, pink scratch marks across his back from your nails and small purple bruises dotting his collar bone and neck; all small signs that he is yours.

“It’s rude to watch someone whilst they sleep, babe” his voice rough with sleep, you blush at being caught staring, his blue eyes flutter open and they shine in the morning sunlight as they dance over your face.

“Couldn’t help myself” you smiled at him, reaching out a gentle hand to caress his cheek, he leant against your warm hand and smiled lazily.

Steve pushed himself up on his forearms, leaning over and kissing you gently, you smiled against his mouth and giggled when he kissed down to your neck and nuzzled his face into you; mornings like these are what you live for, especially with Steve beside you.

“I think, you should make breakfast” you pushed him away, he frowned at you and you simply grinned back at him, running a hand gently down his chest.

“I don’t like being told what to do unless I’m naked” he smirked down at you, you rolled your eyes in response, chuckling as he tried to lean down for another kiss; you moved your head as he kissed your cheek.

He made a sound of disapproval, gently taking a hold of your chin and moving your face so he can kiss you, his mouth moulded against your own in a hungry and desperate manner for attention. His tongue licked at your bottom, begging almost for entrance, which you gladly caved into. His throat made a growl of appreciation, his tongue moving against your own, it was wet and messy but at the same time passionate and intoxicating.

He pulled away, his teeth biting at your bottom lip and tugging gently before peppering kisses across and down your jaw, nipping and creating more bruises on your neck. You whimpered softly when he found your sweet spot, you could feel his lips curve into a smirk against your skin, his hands tracing the curves of your body as if reminding himself of you.

“I think you’ll be happy to know that I’m not wearing any underwear” you gasped as his kisses lowered down to the valley of your breasts, he chuckled and subtly winked at you, his calloused fingers dance over one nipple, you moaned and carded your own fingers through his hair as his lips lock around the other nipple, turning it into a taunt peak with his hot, wet mouth.

“That’s the best information I’ve been told all day,” he mutters against your skin, you breathily chuckled at him, muttering how it’s only ten in the morning “oh I know but I doubt Tony’s gonna tell me something as exciting as that.”

You whine as he grinds his clothed erection against your core, when the hell did he put his briefs back on? The friction of him grinding down on you, in a hot rut, along with his mouth on your nipple; biting and sucking, was too much for this time in the morning. You were sensitive, your skin was buzzing and your mind was clear of any thought.

His other hand trails down your body, hand reaching the apex of your thighs, you moan loudly as his fingers swipe through your wetness. You’d normally wipe that smug look off his face but you were too blissful to care, heat flushing against your cheeks and body, your senses were dialled up and you could feel Steve on every inch of your skin. His hot breath fanning over your chest, his left hand soothing the burning skin with each caress, his right creating small circles on your clit and his own skin was burning hot on your own.

“Ste-vee” you broke moaned at him, he was torturing you with a slow pace, steadily bringing you to the edge but not enough to fully push you over it, “please?” you breathily asked and kissed his jaw.

“Since you asked so nicely” he grinned and pushed a thick, long finger inside of you, causing you to gasp out into your bedroom.

Soon enough he was adding a second and third finger into you, biting along your neck and shoulder, a viciously slow pace for your liking but you couldn’t find the breath to talk. Your hands gripped his golden locks tightly, pushing him down your body; he chuckled and flicked your engorged nub with his thumb.

You felt the tip of his tongue kitten lick at you, his fingers still scissoring inside of you, hitting your g-spot with such precision you could have come right there. Your body was buzzing due to Steve’s skilled hands and tongue, bringing you to the ultimate brink but he knew how to keep you hanging, keep you satisfied but wanting, no, needing more.

You felt his lips kiss your hips, his fingers increasing their pace, your soft pants was the only sound in the room along with Steve’s small whines of encouragement; your barely registered those noises, he’s always gotten off on you reaching your climax.

“Go on, that’s it, cum for me” his voice suddenly beside your ear, your eyes were shut and you knew if you looked at him that would be your demise, his teeth nibbled at your ear lobe. “Fuck, Y/N” your coil snapped in two, you muffled a moan on the back of your hand, his fingers still fucking you and helping you ride out your high.

“Fuck!” you panted, chest heaving as you fluttered your eyes open, pulling Steve down by the neck into a wet, all teeth clashing, passionate kiss and he responded just as eagerly to it.

He chuckled pulling away, “I’m about to, calm down” he joked, you snickered at his attempt to be funny and watched as he pulled down his grey brief; seriously when did he put them on?

His length already hard and eager to go, a few droplets of precum is already leaking from the head, Steve spreads what’s spilt out to lather himself. You watch as fists himself a few times, settling in between your spread legs with a wicked grin, you quirk an eyebrow at the man leaning over you and for a brief moment, he stutters due to that mischievous look in your eyes.

“I believe you are currently naked, Steven” his brow furrows as his right hand is still holding himself, he’s a few inches from fully thrusting into you “lay on your back, I’m gonna ride you.”

His eyebrows shot upwards, “are you really gonna order me about –“

“I wasn’t asking a question, I was telling you what I am gonna do” his pupils dilate even more with lust, the sound of your voice low and stern, stirred a new desire within him and he rolls from between your legs onto his back; watching as you swing yourself to straddle him.

You place your small hands on his chest, your dominate crusade is short lived as you giggle at how muscular and big he is, compared to your small frame. Countless times you had been in this position before but not where you have the upper hand; even now you didn’t really have full control.

You lean up on your knees, taking a hold of Steve’s length, you begin to sink down; both your moans loud and primal. You take your time, fully appreciating each inch as it slides into you, you watch as Steve’s face contorts into one of pleasure. Once fully seated, him stretching your walls wide for himself, you begin to gently roll your hips. Your nails digging into his pecs as you rise up and go back down, you grin at the small whimpers Steve makes from under you.

His big hands grab a hold of your hips, fingers digging into the flesh, ready to start setting the pace he wants instead of you teasing him; despite the fact in the process, you were only torturing self too. You grab a hold of both his hands and hold them above his head. Steve opened his eyes, half-lidded and a slight smirk as you grin down at him.

“Keep them there,” you ordered, your voice was breathless and lacked any domination to it but Steve moved his hands to rest behind his head, a smirk coming to his plump, soft lips.  

You begin to move above him, nails scratching down his chest and small pants leaving your open mouth, you could feel Steve pulse from inside you and his length, despite the slow pace, was hitting your g-spot deliciously. You lean down and begin to leave marks on Steve’s neck, rolling your hips onto him.

“Fuck, go faster!” Steve moaned out to you, his hands clutching strands of his own hair and eyes watching where his dick disappeared into you.

When you didn’t respond with anything but a whimper, Steve placed his hands back on your hips, this time, you didn’t move them away and allowed him to control your movements. Helping you slide off him, leaving just his tip before bringing you back down roughly, causing you both to groan. One of his hands moved from your hip, thumb rubbing small, harsh circles onto your clit, you bite back a moan.

Your walls clench around him, “are you close? Fuc-Are you close?” Steve asked in a rushed tone, you nodded fast and felt his thumb increase its pace.

Through lidded eyes you watch as Steve sits up, meeting your thrusts as his hands help bring you down on him, and he captured your lips in a bruising pace. His other hand left your hip, allowing you to keep rolling your hips, fingers weaving into your hair and pulling at it; you moaned and wrapped your arms around his neck. Both your skins slicked with sweat, the sounds of skin slapping skin echoed off the walls into your ear, Steve whispering encouragements helping you reach your own climax before his.

“I’m c-close” you moaned out, resting your forehead on Steve’s shoulder, you could feel the coil from inside you tightening with each precise thrust and with a few small circles on your clit you tipped over the edge. Your body shaking in Steve’s arms, biting down onto his shoulder as he kept the pace and helped ride you through your orgasm

Steve’s thrusts began to stutter, you were limp against him allowing him to use you to get himself there, after a few harsh thrusts he was spilling inside you; milking himself till he was fully spent. His small whimpers of pleasure sent shivers down your spine, his breath hot against your ear and his sweat slicked chest heaving, rubbing soothingly against your own.

You both sat in one another’s arms, him still inside of you and forehead resting against his, he chuckled and softly nipped at your lips before kissing you lazily. He rolled you both over, hovering over you as he slipped out of you, you whimpered at the feeling of emptiness.

“Well, that’s one way to start the day” he breathed kissing your neck and nuzzling into you, you ran a hand through his now messy, sweat slicked hair and grinned “also, you need to work on your dominate side.”

You slapped his shoulder, “you’re an idiot”.

“Practice makes perfect, I’m willing to help,” he grinned down at you; you laughed and traced your fingers down the pink, new scratches you had created on his toned chest.

“Why? Want me to tie you up and have my wicked way with you?” you looked and see his eyes darken with the possibility of that happening “oh my god! You are so kinky it’s actually unreal.”

He laughed and kissed you, “so… we are totally tying me up, right?” you rolled your eyes and kiss him again to shut him up.

(So, totally got help writing this from my Mikie, she’s like the person I go to when I can’t write. Also, at 4am we found the ending funny, so sorry about our tired humour. My first Steve smut, hope you enjoy it. Sorry, that it’s not the Steve motorcycle smut, I am trying as hard and fast as I can to get it to be good, I know promised soon but it’s gonna be a few hours. - Rosalee)

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“He loves someone else...” Steve Rogers x Reader imagine

Originally posted by assetandmission

I don’t think it’s really good but I’m not really in the mood now, sorry. I just needed to write to relax and this is what came out. Enjoy!

PS: I’m taking requests :)


Back in 1945 you were all kids, or at least you felt like you were. Steve Rogers, Bucky Barnes and you, (Y/N) (Y/L/N), were always together, walking around Brooklyn, having drinks at the very same bar every Tuesday and Thursday and meeting at the very same cafeteria almost every day. It looked like you were inseparable. Bucky had always been the flirty one, also with you even when you never took him seriously. Steve was the sensible one, the polite one and the good one. And you were the sarcastic one, the girl, their little sister. Sadly, you were also that to Steve.

Bucky was aware of your feelings towards Rogers and he really tried to help, but Steve was such a fool with girls. “A girl could lift her skirt in front of him and he still wouldn’t get it”, Barnes used to say. And it was true. He was too focused on getting into the army to pay attention to anything else. You didn’t want him to. Well, you didn’t want any of them to go to war but it was impossible to stop them. Bucky would be such a good soldier and Steve too, he wasn’t strong or even fast but he was stubborn as fuck.

“Bucks, you have to stop him from going!” You begged Bucky once again. Somehow, they both had got into the same division and they were about to go to the front.

“(Y/N) it’s already done, we can’t back down now. It would be illegal”, he explained to you for the tenth time.

“I know but…” you sighed and looked at Steve who was walking out of his house with his case. “Take care of him, please…”

“I will, don’t worry. He will be fine”, Bucky said before kissing your forehead softly.

“Saying goodbye without me?” Steve said as soon as he was in front of you as well. “Hey, don’t look at me like that. I will be fine, you’ll see”, he said putting the case on the ground to hug you. “It’s my duty, you know that.”

“Who named you Captain America, huh?” You said sarcastic hugging him back.

“He whish”, Bucky laughed taking Steve’s case to put it on the truck that would take them to the train station. “We have to go.”

The three of you looked at each other before hugging once again. It was being so damn hard for you to hold the tears. Not knowing when you would be seeing them again, or if you would see them ever again, was killing you. But you had to be strong as well.

“We love you”, Bucky said and pulled away.

You smiled a little and took a step back to let them get onto the truck. Taking a deep breath you waved goodbye as you saw the truck going away until it turned left and they were out of sight. Just then you let all your tears out. Bucky was like a big brother to you and Steve…he was special, so special to you. You couldn’t lose any of them.


It had been months since Bucky and Steve left Brooklyn. Every week you got a letter from each one of them. At least at the beginning. It didn’t pass much time until you only got news from Bucky. Luckily, he also talked about Steve so you could know at least that he was ok. And one day you saw it for yourself. Steve was on TV but he didn’t look like Steve. He looked…bigger, taller, stronger…and he was the Captain America. What the fuck was this?

You understood nothing and so you told Bucky in one of your letters. A letter that never got an answer but one day there was a knock on the door.

“Sargent Barnes at your service, ma’am”, you gasped as you saw Bucky standing there, with his cheeky smile, his uniform and his hat on his hand.

“Bucky!” You screamed hugging him. “What are you doing here? I thought you wouldn’t be able to come!”

He laughed hugging you back as tight as he could before walking into your apartment and closing the door. Brooklyn streets were not safe anymore so it was better to be on the inside.

“Being Sargent has it perks and I missed you”, Bucky smiled with a shrug. You smiled even more and hugged him once again before going to the kitchen to make some coffee for both of you.

“Where is Steve?” You asked from the kitchen.

“He is…busy…you know, Captain America and all that stuff…” he said when he walked into the kitchen as well. There was something about his tone that you didn’t like.

“Is everything ok?” You asked handing him a cup of coffee.

“We haven’t talked much lately, he is always doing those shows”, he said looking down at the black liquid. “I don’t even know how it happened, you know? All he told me was that it was a serum.”

“Is he insane? A serum?” You asked frowning. He nodded and looked at you.

“Look, I’m not here just because I miss you, which I do, or to tell you I’ve been promoted to Sargent. I could have told you those on a letter.” He said. You frowned, now a bit scared. “It’s about Steve. The reason why he’s not writing you anymore. I thought I would tell you on a letter but…here I am”

“James, you’re scaring me”, he smiled a little as you called him by his first name, being the only one who referred to him that way.

“He’s not writing you or replying because…he loves someone else, (Y/N). He met her at training and well…” He bite her lip looking at you cautiously.

“Are they…together?” You asked in a whisper, feeling how your heart broke into pieces.

“No. You know how he is but…” he shrugged.

He loved someone else. A completely unknown girl. And he had completely forgot about you, about his best friend, his sister. Because of a new girl. You sat down on a chair taking a deep breath. You knew he didn’t know you liked him but you never thought he would actually forget about you due to other girl.

“Hey…” Bucky said walking towards you. He put down the cup and bended down in front of you, so he could look up at you. “(Y/N) he is an idiot. He has always been an idiot, I’ve told you so a million times. You are amazing and he’s an idiot for not seeing it.” He said taking your hands.

“But…he loves someone else…” You mumbled. That was all that mattered at the moment.

Holding On And Letting Go ●Steve Rogers x Reader●

Originally posted by hey-kids-want-some-avengers

Originally posted by magnetosmind

(I DON’T OWN THis GIF, CREDIT TO GIF OWNER WHOEVER IT IS(found on we heart it) x

Synopsis/Request: Can I request a Steve x reader. She’s Tony’s daughter and her and Steve are together much to Tony’s liking. She’s on a mission throughout the whole civil war. And she gets kidnapped by one of Tony’s enemy’s. Tony finds out but doesn’t tell Steve and finds her (she’s in a bad way) she losses her memory bumps into Steve and yeah he gets up tony. She goes on a mission with Steve and gets her memory back. Also can their be smut? Thank you

- Anonymous (Smol bean)

WARNINGS: violence, language, sad Steve, mad Steve, memory loss, medical terms, protective farther, angry, Amnesia, some sketchy people/agents, smut (it’s in the ending) unprotected sex (WRAP THAT BABY UP), angst I guess (idk).

Y/N/N= your nick name

e/c= eye colour

Masterlist // Send In A Request 

A/N: John is made up so are the two agents. Because I spent hours looking up Tony Starks enemies and I just couldn’t be bothered looking up their back story. Your 26 in this…


It was a simple mission, go in and get the hostages and get out. Well that’s what you thought. But no mission was simple.

“You’s go search the ward, I’ll find the basement” you ordered, shaking the anxious feeling that something bad was going to happen.

“Yes Agent Stark” Agent Smith and Agent Anderson said.

“Why do they have to be in an old hospital” Agent smith grumbled, making you roll your eyes.

“Toughen up, you’re lucky it isn’t an old asylum” you grumbled, walking away from them.

As you walked away from them, carefully making your way through the building, looking in every room.

Every room you checked was empty, cobwebs surrounding the beds.

You kept walking until you reached the last door. Looking up at the sign above the door.

“Mental ward, Figures” you grumbled, lowering your gun as your hand wrapped around the door knob.

The door opened, letting out a loud creak. Making you cringe. Raising your gun in front of you. You took out a torch, turning it on, holding it out in front of you, as you ascending down the stairs.

Turning the corner, you let out a small gasp, seeing a beaten women strapped to a bed.

“Oh my god” you whispered, lowering your gun. Carefully walking to the women.

She let out a whimper, as she heard footsteps coming her way.

“Hey, I’m going to get out you out of her” you, making her whimper.

“No, you should just leave now, quick, his, his here, and you, your tony starks daughter aren’t you?” she stuttered out, as you helped her up.

“Yeah, were going out of here, okay” you reassured her as you took out your torch. Walking slowly trying not to drop her.

“Please just leave, forget me, you have to run” she sobbed, falling out of your grasp.

“Why?” you asked, squatting in front of you.

“Because his coming and I’d rather I die then you” she sobbed out.

“Elaborate on who’s he?” you asked, she just let out an ear piercing scream, making you cover ears.

“(Y/n) Stark” a deep voice said, making you turn around.

You quickly withdraw your gun, aiming it at him, as the women begged this men, which you assumed must be her kidnapper.

“You look so much like your farther” he chuckled, stepping closer to you.

“Who are you?” you demanded, as he stared blankly at you.

He didn’t answer you. He looked down at the women then at you.

Both of you and the women let out a groan of pain, you dropped your gun, as you fell down onto your knees.

“Sh, this isn’t as worse as what I have in stall for you” he laughed, as he knocked you out, face planting onto the ground.

“You’re coming with me” he growled, yanking her up by her hair.

“Please let her go” she cried out, as he dragged her up the stairs.

“No” he grumbled, as he opened the door.

“Let the woman go” Agent Smith ordered, making him smile.

“Okay” he answered, as he dropped her on the ground, she let out a groan.

“Step away from the women” Agent Smith ordered, making the guy chuckle.

“Sir, I’m not going to ask again, step away” Agent Smith shouted.

“You just asked” he grumbled, as he took hold of Agent Smith.

“Step away from him, you said you wanted (y/n) and (y/n) only, none of us would get hurt” Agent Anderson said, as he pointed his gun at him.

“Watch yourself Anderson” he growled.

“John, you got (y/n), let us go” Agent Anderson said.

“I know she will tell and well him, he will defiantly” John grumbled, as he took out the gun, aiming at the women.

“No they won’t” Agent Anderson said, making john put the barrel of the gun towards the side of Agent Smiths head.

“John, you got (y/n), do what you want with her, but please let me and smit go” Agent Anderson begged.

Instead of answering him, he shot Agent Smith in the head.

“You can leave” john grumbled as he dropped Agent Smith body onto the ground.

Walking away from Agent Anderson with a two dead bodies.


You wake up with a gasp, you quickly got up, picking up your gun.

As you turned around you saw the guy that hit you.

You raised your gun, aiming it at his forehead.

“Look at you, trying to defend yourself, so cute” John said.

“Look at you, getting psycho by the minute” you sassed.

“Tsk tsk little stark” John taunted, as he hold his hand up, making you collide hard into a wall.

“Haven’t you realized I have telekinesis” John said, proudly.

“I’ve realized you’re a dickhead” you grumbled, as he came closer to you.

“This is going to hurt” John said, as the back of your head onto the concrete wall.

“Go to hell” you grumbled, as you started seeing blackspots, your breathing slowing down.

“I’m already in it” John grumbled, as he dragged you deeper into the basement, your eyes closing as he dropped you onto something cold, which you assumed to be the ground, or that chair that the women was on.

You let out groan, as your eyes opened, a bright light blinding your vision. Your body aching with pain. You tried to sit up, but realized your hands and ankles were tied.

“Good you’re awake” John grumbled, as he came into your view.

“I guess, I should introducing myself since I’m going to be the last thing you’ll see” John said.

“My name is John Douglas, I was an employee at Starks industries until he fired me when I stole Intel to help one of my creations” John said, making you roll your eyes.

“So, your only kidnapping me because my dad fired you? How mature” you grumbled, struggling against the restraints making John growl.

“Shut your mouth” John growled.

“You know I can see why my dad fired you, your one of those crazy scientist who believe they are helping the world out, when in fact your destroying the world, your like hydra” you grumbled, as he grabbed a hold off your throat.

“Listen here you little slut, your boyfriend is friends with a former hydra agent, so don’t you drone on about destroying the world” John growled, tightening his grip on your throat.

“What’s he got to with intel and my dad firing you, nothing” you choked out.

“Oh, you didn’t Barnes killed your grandfather and Steve knew all about it? Doesn’t that make you hate him?” John grumbled.

“The only person I hate is you” you spat out.

“Wrong answer Stark” John growled, as he let go off your throat, you let out a loud gasp as you felt something cold onto your temples.

“I’m finally going to destroy Starks weakness” John laughed, as you heard machines turn on.

“I think you got the weakness wrong, what you want to destroy his Armor” you sassed.

“You’re not funny, he’d do anything for you, and you’re his precious perfect daughter” John growled.

“And you’re a dickhead” you grumbled.

You let out a gasp, as John pressed a button. You felt a current of electricity go into you, making you scream in pain. Your vision going blurry, your mind going fuzzy. Your whole body feeling numb.

“Don’t worry, it isn’t enough to kill you but it’s enough to make you blackout” John said, as you drifted into darkness.

John let out a deep chuckle as you woke up, you tried to sit up.

“Look this way sweetheart” John shouted, making your head ache. You looked at him. Closing your eyes as you saw him holding your phone.

“Videoing your torture are you? How psychotic of you” you coughed out.

“Tony, I have something of yours. I don’t want your money, I just want you to pay for what you did to me. My wife left me, my kids think I’m crazy, it-” John ranted, until you cut him off.

“That’s because you are crazy” you grumbled.

“Now you’re going to regret ever firing me” John shouted, as he pressed the shock button again…


Tony let out sigh as he rubbed his temples. Closing his eyes.

His phone beeped, making him pick up his phone with a dissatisfied grunt.

Tony quickly opened the message, seeing it was from you.

His lips pressed together as he pressed the video.

Tony nearly dropped his phone from what he saw.                      

Tony heard a deep chuckle, the camera was focused on you. Your eyes fluttering opened. You tried to sit up but failed.

Tony clenched his fist around his phone, as he saw you’re tied to the chair, blood soaking your hair.

“Look this way sweetheart” the guy shouted. You looked at him. Closing your eyes quickly.

“Videoing your torture are you? How psychotic of you” you coughed out. Making Tony cringe.

“Tony, I have something of yours. I don’t want your money, I just want you to pay for what you did to me. My wife left me, my kids think I’m crazy, it-” The guy ranted.

Tony zoned out, not really hearing what this guy was talking about, his eyes were wide as he looked into your dull pained eyes.

“That’s because you are crazy” you grumbled.

“Now you’re going to regret ever firing me” John shouted, as he pressed the shock button again.

Tony quickly dropped his phone, quickly getting up, as he paced around his office.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y, track (y/n)’s phone” Tony commanded.

“Of course Mr. Stark, Miss (y/n) phone was last active in Glenn Dale Hospital, Maryland” F.R.I.D.A.Y answered

“Maryland it is” Tony said.


“It seems like you just don’t want to die” John chuckled, as he saw your eyes flutter opened.

“Maybe, I should just set light the place” John said, making you let out a groan. His voice was giving you a major migraine.

“Step away from my daughter” Tony demanded, making John look up.

“Look who it is your dad” John spat out.

Tony didn’t answer raising his repulsor towards John, Tony fired his repulsor at his chest, firing his repulsor. John crashed onto the ground.

“That’s for kidnapping my daughter” Tony shouted.

“And this is for torturing her” Tony grumbled, shooting a lazar at his head.

You let out a whine as felt metal touching your shoulders.

“Hey their champ” Tony cooed, as he looked down at you.

“Dad” you gasped, as he fiddled with your restraints.

“Yeah, it’s me, I’m going to get you out of this dump” Tony said, as freeing your ankles.

“What about-” you tried to ask, but he cut you off.

“His dead sweetheart” Tony said, as he lifted you up slowly.

Your head titling back slightly.

“Easy now” Tony said, as he cupped your cheeks.

“That doesn’t look to good” Tony muttered, looking at the gash on your forehead.

“Hold on tight” Tony said, making you wrap your arms around his neck, as he picked you up bridal style.

“Dad, you have to tell him” you mumbled, as your vision started to blur, as.

“Tell who?” Tony asked, as the face part on his Armor went down.

“Steve, tell Steve I love him and-” you started to say, until your dad cut you off.

“No, you’re not going to die, hold on okay” Tony said, as he took off.

“Please dad just tell him, if I don’t make” you said, your heart beat slowing down.

“You’re going to make it sweetheart” tony said.

“I love you dad” you said weakly, as your eyes fluted closed, as arms going limp around his neck.

“(Y/n), (y/n), champ?” Tony asked.

“F.R.I.D.A.Y, what’s her vitals?” Tony demanded, still holding your body.

“Miss (y/n), heartbeat is unresponsive, her body temperature is dropping fast” F.R.I.D.A.Y responded

“How far is the nearest hospital?” Tony asked, as tears made their way out of his eyes.

“Your nearly their” F.R.I.D.A.Y responded.

Tony let out a sigh as he saw the entrance of the hospital.

“Hang in their (y/n/n), I won’t let you die” Tony said, as he landed.

He his helmet quickly went down, as he run into the hospital.

“I need a doctor now, a really really good doctor” Tony shouted, as some patients looked at him.

Two nurses running towards him, as another nurse had a gurney.

“Sir calm down” a nurse said, as he grabbed you from him.

Carefully placing you on the bed, taking you away from the entrance.

“Save her, save my daughter” Tony demanded, following behind them. One of the nurses stopped him from coming into the operating room.

“Sir you can’t go in here” the nurse said.

“She’s my daughter, she’s all I have” Tony said, as he felt a hand on him, making him turn around.

“Well take care of her, I won’t let her die” a doctor said, as his hand fell from Tony’s shoulder, going into the operating room.

Minutes felt like hours. Long painful hours.

Tony couldn’t stand sitting anymore.

“Mr stark” the doctor said, making Tony turn around quickly.

“How is she? Did she make it? Can I see her?” Tony asked, making the doctor smile.

“Your daughter is stable, but she’s still isn’t in the clear yet, her entorhinal cortex was damaged badly, she may have some memory loss, she lost a lot of blood, but yes you can she her. Talk to her” the doctor said.

“Mr stark, I think it’s wise if she does have memory loss that she has therapy” the doctor suggested.

“Why would she need therapy to remember what she went through?” Tony asked.

“It’s best for her to remember and talk through it, then forget and have bad nightmares about them” the doctor said.

“I’ll keep that in mind” Tony grunted.

“She’s in room 200”the doctor said, as he walked off.

Tony opened the door to your hospital room.

He quickly grabbed a chair, putting it next to your bed. Sitting on it. He grabbed a hold of your hand.

“Hey there champ” Tony whispered, as he saw your eyes open.

You tried to take your oxygen mask off, but Tony stopped you.

“No, keep that on” Tony said, as you took it off.

“Dad, w-what happened? Why am I in” you asked, as you gripped his hand back.

“Your mission went wrong” Tony said.

“Oh” you mumbled, looking at your lap.

“Do you remember any of it?” Tony asked.

“No” you said.

“Steve?” Tony asked, regretting even saying his name.

“Who?” you asked, as tears formed in your eyes.

“Hey it’s okay” Tony cooed, as he got up, and sat beside you. Leaning down to kiss your forehead.

“Why can’t I remember?” you asked, on the verge of tears.

“You’re going to be alright, okay, you can do therapy and I’ll be there for you, you can even live with me” tony babbled on, making you smile.

“Thanks dad” you said, as he smiled down at you.

“Dad?” you asked.

“Yeah?” Tony said.

“I love you” you said.

“I love you too champ” Tony said, as he hugged you.


~Two months later~

After two months of intense Recovered-memory therapy (RMT). You got some of your memories back from the day of that mission.

“Hey dad” you said, making Tony jump.

“You scared me” Tony said.

“Sorry, should have knocked” you said, as you walked closer towards him.

“How was therapy?” Tony asked, as he gave you his full attention.

“Mm, it was alright, remembering things is prettier tiring and it also makes me hungry” you replied, making Tony chuckle.

“Which leads me to getting lunch, and I was wondering what should I get us for lunch? I was thinking like a wrap” you said.

“McDonalds” Tony answered, as he turned back to his computer.

“That’s not very healthy for a guy your age” you said.

“Hey, I’m paying for your RMT” Tony grumbled.

“Fine, fine, McDonalds it is Old man” you said, quickly getting out of his office, before you heard his reply.

“You dated an Old man” Tony grumbled.


Steve looked around the café. His fingers tapped the wooden bench.

“Relax Steve” Sharon said, as she slide the file over to him, not even looking at him.

“I am relaxed” Steve said.

“You’re the worst spy ever” Sharon said bluntly.

“What’s this mission about?” Steve asked, changing the subject.

“Well, an agent from shield is from hydra, planning something bad, kidnapped 25 civilians” Sharon said, as Steve looked at the file. His eyes went wide as he saw your name

“Why is my girlfriend involved in this? Did she get kidnapped by him?” Steve asked.

“Well, they think (y/n) stark is the next victim, because of what happened to her about two months ago” Sharon explained.

“What happened to her two months ago?” Steve asked.

“Steve that’s a whole different file you’d have to read, and the only person who has that file is Tony and her therapist”

Steve closed the file. Getting up.

“Then I want the file” Steve said, as he started too walked out of the café.  

“Where are you going?” Sharon asked, as she followed him.

“I’m going to pay Tony a visit” Steve answered.

“Don’t tell me you’re going to see Tony?” Sharon asked.

As he walked into Starks industries.

“Steve, think this through” Sharon said, as Steve ignored her. Going into the elevator, Sharon following behind him.

“Steve” Sharon warned, as Steve nearly took Tony’s door off his

“Look what the cat dragged in” Tony said sarcastically.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Steve shouted.

“Tell you what?” Tony asked, standing up.

“About (y/n), about the fact that my girlfriend is a victim in a new case, that she got hurt” Steve yelled.

“OH, the fact that she has memory loss and forgot about you two fonduing, Jezz I’m sorry that your feelings got hurt” Tony said.

Steve got closer to Tony until they were chest to chest.

“It’s a complicated situation Steve, you don’t deserve her” Tony yelled.

“She’s my girlfriend, no, you don’t deserve her” Steve shouted, making Tony scoff.

“Oh, I’m sorry are you her legal guardian, I mean you’re older enough to be her grandpa” Tony yelled.

Steve was just about to punch tony in the face.

“Am I interrupting something? Or did you invite more people to lunch?” you asked, awkwardly standing in the threshold, holding McDonalds bags.

“(y/n)” Sharon said.

“Hey kiddo” Tony greeted.

“Doll” Steve said, as he walked towards you, cupping your face, he leaned down and kissed you.

You quickly pulled away from him. Giving him a strange look.

“I’m going to have my lunch in my room, um, dad I’ll leave yours in the kitchen” you stuttered out, quickly walking away.

“Nice going” Tony grunted, as he walked past Steve…

“Steve, we should go”

“She doesn’t remember me” Steve said, sadly.

“She will one day” Sharon said…


“Gear up (y/n)” Natasha said, as she walked into your room, making you jump.

“Like on a mission?” you asked, as she throwed you a uniform.

“Yep, hurry up” Natasha grumbled, as you got up.

“Okay, okay, just let me get dressed” you muttered, as you went into the bathroom.


“So what’s the mission about” you asked, as Nat turned a corner, her eyes focused on the road.

“Hydra agent, doing no good, experimenting on civilians.25 civilians were kidnapped by this man, only 20 people were dumped, mangled” Nat said.

“That’s horrible” you said, distantly as you looked out the window.

“Hey, are you okay?” Natasha asked, as she finally looked at you.

“He just kissed me Nat” you said.

“Who Steve? Or Barnes?” Natasha asked, looking back at the road.

“Steve, who’s Barnes? What’s worse was that it felt like home, like I have kissed him before” you ranted, as you put your fingers on your lip.

“So, what’s the harm in kissing? (Y/n) Stark, don’t tell me you’re a germ freak and believe all guys have boy germs” Natasha teased, as you rolled your eyes.

“He kissed me in front of my dad, and what’s worse is when I runaway, I wanted to go back and kiss him again” you sighed.

“Wow, your life is never dull is it” Natasha said.

“Natasha, why are we turning into an abandoned warehouse? Don’t tell me this is where he is?” you rambled.

“Creepy, I know but his a hydra agent” Natasha said, as she took a gun out of the console.

“Whys there another car there with people huddling around the bonnet?” you asked, as he gripped your seat beat.

“Relax Stark, I forgot, you know Steve the guy who kissed you, well that’s caps team

“Steve is captain America?” you asked, making Natasha roll her eyes.

“God, (y/n), your memory loss is worser then I thought” Natasha said, opening the door.

“Hey, I remember certain things” you argued.

“Come on (y/n)” Natasha said, as she hopped out of the car, you following after her.

“What if he kisses me again?” you asked.

“Then kiss him back” Natasha answered, as she handed you a gun.

“Dibs on Starks daughter” Scott said, as they all looked at you and Natasha walking towards them.

“Dude, she’s taken” Sam said.

“Hey” Natasha greeted.

“Hi” you mumbled, trying not to look at Steve.

“(y/n)” Steve whispered.

“What’s the plan?” Natasha asked.

“There’s three floors, Scott and Sam, search the lobby, Wanda, Clint and Natasha, search the second floor, Bucky and (y/n) your with me, we’ll search the top floor, let’s go safe these civilians” Steve ordered.

You gave Natasha a look as you walked past her.

“Are you sure we have the right place Steve? There’s nothing here but rubbish” Sam grumbled.

“Oh god” you gasped out, seeing 5 dead bodies on the ground.

“It’s a shame, they were all failures”

Steve quickly stood in front of you, while Bucky guarded Steve.

“Anderson” you gasped out, making Anderson roll his eyes.

“I was going to say it’s nice seeing you, but it isn’t really nice seeing a Stark” Anderson grumbled.

“The winter soldier, the unstoppable killing assassin” Anderson said, as he walked towards him. Making Bucky glare at him.

“Don’t move” Steve commanded.

“Captain America, you’re as annoying as your girlfriend” Anderson grumbled, raising his gun at Steve.

Steve raised his shield up. While you and Bucky aimed it at Anderson.

Anderson quickly aimed his gun at your shoulder, letting go of the trigger. Bucky firing at Anderson’s forehead.

You let out a groan. Steve quickly went up to you. Pressed his hand against your wound.

“Steve, I remember, us, together, I love you” you gasped out, as Steve and Bucky wrapped their arms around your waist.

“I love you too” Steve said.

“I’m so sorry for not remembering you, for forgetting about us, ow” you groaned out.

“You don’t need to apologise (y/n)” Steve said.

“But I forgot you-” you said, until Steve cut you off.

His lips pressing against yours gently. His right hand resting on your cheek.

Bucky let out a slight cough, his hand awkwardly resting on your back.

“Oh, thank god” Natasha said, making you and Steve pull away from each other.

“You’re bleeding” Natasha said, as she wrapped her arm around your waist.

“Come on, I’ll patch you up” Natasha grumbled…


Natasha sat you down on the bed, gripping the ends of your shirt and tugging it over your head.

“If you wanted to fool around, all you just had to do was ask” you said, making Natasha give you a blank stare.

“Ow” you groaned, as she took to bullet out.

“Stay still” Natasha grumbled, as she started to stitch your wound up.

“That’s nothing to (y/n), she couldn’t walk for a month” Steve said. As he leaned against the door frame

Nat quickly finished, the last stitch.

“I’ll check in on you later” Natasha said, as she walked out of the room.

“Hey” you said, as Steve sat next to you.

“Hey doll” Steve said, cupping your cheeks.

“I missed you” Steve said, as he kissed you passionately. Your fingers tangling in his hair.

“You mean my lips on yours” you gasped out, as he pushed down on the bed, hovering over you.

“Careful there Rogers” you teased, as you pointed to your stitched up wound.

“Sorry” Steve apologised, as you grabbed his shoulders. Stopping him from moving away.

“No, keep going, just be a little more careful” you said.

“Are you sure?” Steve asked, nuzzling his nose against your chin.

“Yes” you answered. As Steve leaned down to kiss you.

You wrapped your arms around his neck, bunching his shirt off.

Steve grinded his hips against yours making you moan into the kiss.

Steve pulled away from you, making you let out a whine.

He quickly discarded his shirt.

His lips ouched your neck. Sucking on the skin.

You let out a moan, as his hands gripped your waist.

“Steve” you moaned, as his fingers undoing the zipper to your jeans.

Steve tugged them off.

His lips made their way down towards your stomach. His hands went up to your cup your boobs.

Letting go of them, he tried to undo your bra, but failed.

“Do you want me to undo it?” you asked, as he struggled to undo your bra.

“Nope, I’ll just rip it off” Steve grumbled, as he grabbed.

“Okay” you mumbled, flipping Steve onto the bed.

“(y/n)” Steve moaned, as you kissed his neck.

Steve’s hands gripped, your waist, rolling you onto your back, making him hover over you.

“Damn, you’re going to be the death of me” you breathed out, your hands gripping his waist.

Steve’s lips pressed against yours. As you tugged his sweatpants off.

Steve pulled away from your lips to kick his sweatpants.

Your fingers looped the waistband of his boxers, tugging them down his legs until they hit the back of his ankles.

“Are you sure you want you know ?” Steve asked, as he tugged down your undies.

Resting his forehead against yours, as you rubbed soothing circles on his back.

“Yes” you moaned, as his right hand gripped your hip.

Steve’s lips landed on yours softly.

Both of you’s let out moan, as Steve slowly thrusted into you.

“Do you want me to let you adjust?” Steve asked, as he pressed himself against you. Making your boobs squish against his chest.

“No, you can move” you moaned out, as you closed your eyes, as he pulled out.

Steve thrusted into you slowly.

“Faster babe” you moaned, wrapping your legs

Steve thrusted into you again, the same pace as the thrust before.

“Mm, yes” you moaned, your back arching, as Steve thrusts got a bit faster.

Steve let out a grunt. His head falling into the crook of your neck, his teeth gazing your collarbone.

“I defiantly missed this” you moaned, as Steve thrusted into you again.

“You feel so good” Steve moaned, as his thrust got deeper.

Thrust after, thrust, you felt your orgasm arise.

You could tell Steve was close to, because his pace got sloppy.

“Let go Steve” you moaned, as your fingernails dug into his back.

“No, y-you” Steve groaned, as he grabbed, your face. Kissing you.

Steve thrusted slowly into you, making you clench against him.

Your head moved backwards, Steve pushed his body forward, his lips still on yours.

Your moan was muffled by Steve’s lips, a warm feeling making its way through your core, as your body tingled with sensation.

Steve let out a moan, as he climaxed, spilling his seeds in.

“Any stitches pulled?” you asked, as Steve rolled off of you.

“No” Steve said, as he looked at your shoulder, his cheeks turning red as he looked down at your boobs.

“I love you Steve” you said, as he pulled you into his chest.

“I love you (y/n)” Steve cooed. Tilting your chin up. His lips touched yours softly.

Also not my gif

This was longer then Come Home

Secret Admirer

Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: “I don’t know how my life will turn out but I just know I want you in it.”

Words: 1,032

Warnings: Cliff Hanger?

Notes: i’m horrible at making things fluffy do bare with me, ill make part 2 soon, requests are open(:

Originally posted by soldierundercommand

It all started with one simple note that left you smiling for hours.

“your smile is beautiful, you should smile more often” 

you read again for the 100 time this week since you got it, you couldn’t help what wonder who left this note on your door. You were currently in the kitchen grabbing something to eat before you head out to the field for a walk when you heard two people speaking in a different language come in. 

“Y/N!” Pietro ran towards you almost knocking you down “woah hi guys whats all the commotion about?” 

“Pietro won’t let me go to the mall by myself” Wanda aid taking a seat in front of you and pietro “i can always come along? I haven’t been to the mall in a long time” 

you said looking at her for approval, you always felt like wanda didn’t like you at first because you were always with pietro since you first joined the avengers she felt replaced but after a while you guys became really close friends always talked about your love interest and always helping each other out with improving your powers it was more you than her cause everything you touched would always grew a tiny plant not that you didn’t mind have pants but it was getting out of hand when you messed up tony’s suits. 

“That would be lovely! Leave the tower and have fun please” he said putting his hands together on his mouth “i suppose we can,shall we?” she got down from her seat extending her arm out for you to grab “we’ll of course we can” you smiled and her and gave a wink to pietro zooming out of the room only leaving his blue blur. You wondered where steve was, he was usually in the kitchen same time as you maybe he skipped breakfast. 

“I actually have to grab my wallet” you said to wanda pointing towards your hallway “of course i’ll wait for you downstairs” she said pressing the buttons for the elevator. Walking down to your room you help but notice that there are tulips your favorite flowers in front of your door with a little note attached to it.

“I noticed these and i remember these were your favorite” 

You smile and have butterflies in your stomach you wanted to know who left these for you and to your surprise remember small details like these. You’ve never left so happy and alive that someone in this building want you to be happy. You were interrupted by your thoughts when you heard someone walking down the hallway 

“Hey Y/N” Steve came by with a big smile on his face, he seemed sweaty must’ve been training or something. “Oh hey Steve” you turned and smiled at him notice how close he was to you. You couldn’t help but blush looking into his blue eyes, you really hope he doesn’t hear your heartbeat because it’s beating fast possibly faster than pietro. 

“Those are really nice flowers” he said pointing to the flowers in your hands “Yes they are, i just wanna know who left them so i could thank them” looking back at him then back to your door that was still currently locked “i have to put them in my room and grab my wallet i’m going to the mall with wanda” 

“oh nice, here let me help you” he grab your keys and opened your door for you to walk in first, you walked in and set them down on your nightstand, you started to think where you left your wallet. You started to searched around but still didn’t find it “i um can’t find my wallet” you said nervously looking around the room “here is this it” he raised your wallet in the air “ah yes thank you steve!” you went to grab it and then you gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek and then you realized what you did and you could feel your cheeks warm up 

“it’s no problem i’ll see you later” he said with his amazing smile that could light up a city. You wished that it was him that was sent these flowers but he’s probably not over peggy.


You were currently in Wanda’s room with pietro just have a little bonding time with each other. Pietro was currently just playing xbox and Wanda was just doing her hair, you were lost in your thoughts you kept thinking who left flowers at your door, no one you knew around you flirted with you with any way unless you’re oblivious to it  

“so Y/N have you found out who left those flowers?” Pietro asked interrupting your thoughts  “i really don’t know to be honest” you said looking back at him who was still paying attention to your game, “ do you have a clue on who it might be” he said while pausing his game to look at you “no, i dont know maybe im just oblivious to it” 

You noticed Wanda smiling at you “is their something on my face?” you touched your face and removed whatever that could’ve been on your face “no of course not, i just know the person that keeps leaving you cute things” she turned towards you so she was facing you 

“who?!” you got up from the bed and went closer to her on the floor “he actually just left something at your door for you now” she said smiling. You got up from the floor and started to run to the elevator so you could go to your floor that was a level below Wandas room, 

you waited impatiently for the elevator to come so you took the stairs instead. Running down as fast as you could you reached your floor out of breath and when you turned the corner, hiding so the person wouldnt see you, you saw the person leaving you a bear. You couldn’t make out who it was because the hallway was dark but he turned walking towards the elevator and from the light from his phone illuminated his face, you couldn’t believe who it was after all this time.


Family issues (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Anonymous requested:

Can you do a one shot where you’re a new member of the team and you’re Pepper’s sister, ultimately she thought you were going to side with your brother in law Tony, but in reality you were siding with Cap because you were in love with him? He ends up saving you from Tony, whom was about to kill you? Cap tells you he loves you and wouldn’t let anything hurt you ever again?

  • Words:  2.197
  • Pairing: Steve Rogers x Potts!Reader
  • Warnings: I don’t know, there’s a lot in here. There’s a little fluff, a little violence or mentions of it. 
  • Author notes: (Y/N) is your name. SORRY FOR TAKING SO DAMN LONG IN THIS ONE. I HAD TO BREAK IT INTO SEVERAL DAYS OF WRITING BECAUSE I COULDN’T REALLY COME UP WITH THE IDEA!! I’m gonna tag my Steve-loving sweetheart @ilovebeingjoyful <3

You crossed the doors to the always majestic Stark Tower and you really felt like a small town girl in her first time into a big city. It wasn’t, really; it wasn’t even your first time at the tower, but it never failed to amaze you. With the bags and everything you must have looked very funny. You turned around to walk to the receptionist and she warmly greeted you.
“Hi, I’m here to see Miss Potts… I happen to be her sister and she forgot to pick me up at the airport”
“Oh, Miss (Y/N)!” She squealed “Yes, Miss Potts is in a meeting now and I thought Captain Rogers would go and meet you there” She frowned in confusion “Wasn’t he?”
“I guess not” You shrugged “Hey it’s ok, I just need to go upstairs, can I, right?”
“Yes! Of course!”
You made your way to the elevator and next to you there was another man that also waited for it. He was ridiculously tall and insanely gorgeous, and he kinda looked like Steve Rogers. You took your phone out and recorded a message for her.
“Hey Pep, I just got to the tower. Thanks for picking me up sis” You stopped recording and shoved your mobile again in your pocket.
“Excuse, I didn’t mean to hear your conversation” The man turned around to see you “But, you’re Pepper’s sister?”
“Yup, you are?”
“Steve, I was meant to pick you up, but I guess I couldn’t find you”
“Oh, so Steve as in Steve Rogers” You suddenly realize “Well, I guess we didn’t see each other. I’m (Y/N) by the way”
“May I ask what are you doing here?” He said while the gates opened wide and he let you in first.
“Tony and I came to the agreement to be a part of the Avengers, I’ve been under some training lately; you know, close combat, shooting… The normal stuff, so I’m guessing we’ll be colleagues”
Everything between you and Rogers just went with the flow; in missions he was the hero that people and history books talked about, but off the battlefield he was kind, warm and the hugest dork in town.
But little after what happened with Ultron, things between Tony and Steve became slightly unfriendly. The team had meetings very soon and they all ended up in one of them leaving the room and slamming the door in the process. The thing is that Steve didn’t want any restriction, and Tony accepted the UN’s petition of being a part of them, and he agreed with it. Both men were right, but as the oldest one said “The safest hands are still our own”.
This not only made the team fall apart, but he decided to leave you. Just when you were starting to assimilate that what you felt was something real and not just a simple crush. Oh, time and its irony. You reached out for him as much as you could, but you were on the enemy team; you were now the enemy.
One day, a few weeks after Steve decided to leave forever you kept your usual routine of training every morning, but you were interrupted by your sister. She seemed troubled, and you noticed right away. Luckily, she wasn’t very good at hiding her feelings and you were good at listening.
“Spit it out” You scoff.
“It’s about you… I’m worried” Pepper sighed “We’re getting into trouble in here”
“Why? I mean… The team is broken but… So what?” You shrugged “I guess I’ll have to go find another team, another job, I don’t know”
“Another job? Another team?” She frowned “You’re not staying with us?”
“You kidding me? No!” Pepper placed her hands on her waist and hoped for an explanation to your betrayal “I’m sorry, but Tony is not right. He wants the Avengers to be put under someone else’s orders. You have seen how the UN works with the people of Afghanistan? The ones in Palestine? Pepper are you nuts? We can’t be under their control!” You opened your arms “What if the team wants to go to one of those places to act like they have always done and the UN says they should be on the opposite side? You think that’s right, or even fair?” You narrowed your eyes “Pepper, the Avengers Initiative was made to protect people, not to be on someone’s side” You sigh “Things always go bad when groups of heroes represent a bigger institution…”
“You are going to Steve’s side then?” She asked, her voice returning to a normal state.
“I made my choice Pepper” You gulped “I love you, you are my sister but… Tony’s not right about this one”
“Is it because of Steve, right?” You turned your head immediately to her “You love him and that’s why you’re going with him?”
You were caught. She had caught you and you couldn’t do anything to hide it. You expression changed the very minute she mentioned his name. You missed him a lot, training became lonely and boring without him, and you lacked his awful old jokes and righteousness. You loved him and you couldn’t afford to lose him.
“My feelings for Captain Rogers have nothing to do with my decision” You sigh and started walking to the training room’s door “I am not a baby anymore Virginia, I can make my own choices”
You texted every member of Steve’s team and got yourself ready for the biggest change of your life. You never thought of being outside the law and side by side with Captain America again. If this was going to be your way of living now, well, you better made it count.
Things had gone wrong by then, you were alone trying to fight the man in the metal armor; it was foolish to think that you’d manage to outpower him. Your brother in law had you there, defenseless. You had ran out of ammo and you had lost both the knife and the always effective nighty-night gun. This was it. The moment some people talk about, that precise moment in which your life passes in front of your eyes. You swore you saw everything in a matter of a second or two. You saw him as well, as he was part of your life too. You saw Pepper, when you were kids, when she got you to the Avengers… You saw everything. You saw Steve…
“Tony…” You breathed “T-Tony you don’t want to do this…” Your voice trembles as your eyes fill with hot, scared tears “I am Pepper’s sister”
“And you’re a traitor” He roars “Why did you choose his side?”
“Because I…” Your chin shivers and your voice turns into nothing but an noiseless whisper, making you never finished your sentence.
His hand was held out so the repulsor rays faced you directly; you took a deep breath and closed your eyes, waiting for the laser to impact your chest and end the very last bits of your life.
But it never happened.
In a split second, a warm body held you closely and made you kneel onto the ground. You opened your eyes slowly and saw Captain America himself pulling you closer to him and protecting you with the shield. You saw sparks flying off the borders but Steve never faltered, he kept his eyes shut trying to focus on keeping the circled piece of vibranium up and you very tightly.
“Tony stop!” He yelled “She’s Pepper’s sister!” He tried to convince an enraged Tony Stark, but no words were enough.
Then, the fire stops when the sound of two metal pieces crash together. You saw Pepper’s suit flying and pushing him to the concrete flooring and keeping him away from both of you. It was another saving act from her. It had been that way since you two were little kids in your parents’ house. She always defended you and now it was not only that. She saved you, and from the person she loved the most.
Steve’s grip on you was not becoming any less tight, but he was lowering the shield, unbelieving his eyes. You were in a similar state, holding on for dear life to his chest. Pepper’s suit had Tony pinned down and you could hear a sobbing coming from her.
“HOW COULD YOU!” She cried out loud “SHE IS MY SISTER!”
“Pepper…?” You whispered, trying to get close to her but Steve’s grip on you was still very firm “Pepper!” She wasn’t listening. She tried to use everything her suit had to keep Tony down and hopefully stun him.
“(Y/N), you ok?” He asked, making you turn around immediately, he left his shield on his back and his hands cupped your face. He didn’t have his helmet anymore “(Y/N)? Answer me, please”
You tried to mumble something coherent but you only exploded into tears. Hiding your face on his chest, you let out all the fear and the rage. You hated yourself for being so weak in this situation, but somehow you understood yourself for being. You were about to get killed by a member of your family.
“(Y/N), sweetheart, answer me, please…” Steve whispered, patting your hair gently. The motions of his chest slowly soothed you until you were able to open your eyes and look around you.
You saw how Tony was being held captive by the Black Panther and War Machine. He had his helmet out and from his purple eyes you could see the tears fall down. Pepper had her own helmet on her hands and she didn’t care about the rest of both teams seeing her cry. Her suit opened up to let her body go outside. She quickly walked to you, and freeing yourself from Steve’s tight embrace, you ran to her and met her halfway and hugged her so tightly that you thought you might break each other’s bones.
“I’m… so sorry” She muttered in between sobs “I-I never thought he’d do something like this… A-and I d-did nothing to stop him”
“This is not your fault. Is everyone’s” You said after a long pause, when you were finally able to speak correctly.
“Are you two ok?” Steve said, jogging to your position; he held out his hand and placed it over your sister’s shoulder.
“Yeah, Captain Rogers” She sobbed and nodded “Thank you… for saving my little one” She kissed one of your temples and T’Challa walked in the scene.
“I’m sorry to interrupt… Are you ok (Y/N)?” The king of Wakanda asked; you nodded and babbled a ‘thank you’ “Pepper, we are going to need you…” Now he was looking at Pepper, he was definitely uncomfortable now that the man who promised him a ‘better tomorrow’ almost kills someone in front of him “But, now…”
“Yes, sure…” Pepper said, pushing aside some locks of her hair and kissing you one last time in the forehead “Thank you again, Steve”
She walked with the Black Panther to the place were Tony was held. Steve took your hand in his and you immediately looked at him. You never really realized how gorgeous he was, all bruised and with small cuts on his face included. He looked so incredibly human, not like the pictures of him from the Smithsonian.  His deep stare on you made you nervous and he only made things worse when his free hand touched your face.
“I’m not gonna let anyone hurt you. Not while I’m around” He said in a deep voice; his free hand was now cupping your cheek.
“Nothing’s gonna harm you… Not while I’m around” You smiled, remembering the song from Sweeney Todd; Steve knew you liked the musical, and specially Tim Burton’s version, and although he hated to see it, he’d do it just because it was your favorite thing “You remember that?”
“Of course. You love it, and I…” He hesitated “I thought it might make you feel better” He pursed his lips into a smile “And…” He sighed “Ok, I have the worst timing but I think it’s appropriate to say that… I won’t let anyone hurt you because I don’t know what I’d do without you” He said, not leaving your gaze for a second “You mean the world to me, and I… I just… I just want you to be safe and… I…” His sentence was left unfinished; you stood on the tip of your toes and leaned in to kiss his lips. His hands were now on your waist, pulling you closer to his enormous body.
“I don’t know if this was what you wanted…” You whispered after breaking the kiss “But I love you, and… That’s why I joined your side”
“You went against your own family just for me? How could you do that?” His eyes started to water when you said the words “Pepper is your sister…”
“Yes, she is… But I’m a grown up, and I have made my choice. She’ll never stop being my sister, but you… You are my choice” You smiled nervously and the second he took in crashing his lips against yours seemed like the most beautiful eternity.