Favorite Crime

favorite crime

pairing: steve rogers x black!reader

summary: steve never knew but he was your favorite crime

warning: cheating??

a/n: this is a rewrite of one of my old one shots that i accidentally deleted.

2014

“i made some calls back in russia and this is all i could get for you” nat says handing me the files and i smile. “thank you so much” she smiles before hugging me, i hug her back tight before pulling away.

“you really care about him don’t you” she asks and i nod “good because he really needs someone like you in his life” i smile at her before hugging her again.

2016

i was sitting in my cell staring at the blank wall in front of me as tears fell down my face, i felt like a fucking idiot but steve got his bestfriend back.

“y/n” i hear from beside me, i look over and tony looking at me sadly. “hey” i greet as i stand up to walk towards the glass that’s separating us.

“i’m so sorry tony” more tears fall down my face as i apologize to him, he shakes his head “love makes you do some stupid shit i would know” i nod as give me a small smile.

“he’s going to come back for you don’t worry, he loves you too”

2018

“miss y/l/n i am not letting you help an enemy of the state back into the country” ross says and i huff in annoyance. “this threat is beyond the government ross, this is half of all life we are talking about not just earth but every other planet in the universe” i reason and he sighs.

“y/n you have been romantic with mr. rogers i have no reason but to believe that you have a certain opinion on him” he says and i roll my eyes “this has nothing to do with what happened between me and rogers two years ago this is about the state of the universe so either you let me do it your way or i do it my way” i warn.

“fine” he sighs and i smile “thank you so much general”

2023

“y/n i’m not doing this i’m sorry” tony says and i nod as morgan plays with one of my braids. “i know tony you’ve got everything you want now and i’m not trying to ruin that all i’m asking you to do is think about it” he sighs before nodding.

“i see he finally did it” he says nodding towards my hand that has a ring on it “yeah i really wanted you to be there but you had your reasons” he nods before smiling at me.

“if he fucks up you let me know alright” i laugh at tony’s warning and soon he joins in too.

now

steve fucked up and he fucked up big time and tony wasn’t here to fuck him up.

i looked at the bench where an older steve sat staring off into the distance, his hair was now a silver instead of a blond and his physique has changed a lot but most of all he has a band on his hand.

i knew exactly what he did and my heart broke, more like shattered. bucky pulled me into him and rubbed my back gently as sam talked to steve, i clung onto bucky like my life depended on it as i felt my knees get weak.

i felt a tap on my shoulder and i looked over my shoulder and see same nodding at me, i nod back before wiping my tears and letting go of bucky.

i took a deep breath before walking over to the bench that steve was sitting on, i sat down next to him and stared of into the distance.

as we sit in silence i think of every happy memory we shared and how he probably wasn’t happy, instead thinking of what his life would be like with peggy and i just being there to fill the empty space for a while.

i shed a few tears as i take the ring off of my finger before placing it in the space between us, i get up and walk away from him leaving him alone.

happy thanksgiving everyone <333

sparks

pairing: steve rogers x black!reader, steve rogers x natasha romanoff (mentioned briefly)

summary: you and steve were soulmates you just never knew you weren’t the only soulmate he had.

warnings: soulmate au, kind of lovers to strangers trope

a/n: once again i am using my past heartbreak as motivation to write.

not proofread

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i had once heard that people could have more than one soulmate and i believed that, there was no way that out of seven billion people in this world only one was meant for you.

steve rogers was someone who i never expected to be my soulmate, i expected someone who worked a normal 9-5 not a superhero.

many people said that you knew when you found your soulmate because it was like a magnet drawing you two, that was exactly what if felt like.

steve and i hit it off instantly and before i knew it four years had passed us by, it was great and i would never have wished for anything else.

sadly something in our relationship had shifted, steve was distant but so was i and honestly i had no idea how it happened.

when steve was working out i noticed that he had the mark of an hourglass on him, i instantly knew that he had more than one soulmate. from then on i started to distance myself even more, whenever steve would get into bed i would turn away from him or whenever we would hug or kiss i would make it short.

steve had definitely taken a notice to it, there wasn’t any way he hadn’t. steve distance himself as well, doing all of the same things i did.

part of me hoped he would bring it up and part of me hoped he didn’t, i didn’t want to loose him but i also didn’t want to hold him back from his other soulmates love.

everyday i looked at that mark and wondered if he knew but there was no way he didn’t.

months passed by and he still never brought it up, at this point we were just walking on eggshells.

we sat at the dinner table eating in silence like we had been for the last couple of months, i looked up at him and saw him reading the paper and eating.

once we finished eating we both took time to wash the dishes together like we always did, i sadly realized that this might be the last time we ever do the things we normally do.

i felt myself start to tear up but i quickly blinked them away, i wasn’t going to cry it was only going to make this harder. we finished washing and drying the dishes before walking into the living room to catch up on the recent show we’ve been watching.

halfway through the episode i looked over at steve who was already looking at me, he had a sad expression on his face as he looked at me and i knew it was time.

“i know” a tear falls down his face as the i look at him “i’m sorry” he apologizes and i shake my head as he starts crying. i shed a tear seeing him in such a broken state “it’s ok, i knew along time ago i was just waiting for you to come to terms” the tears fall from my eyes and he wiped them away.

“i don’t want to leave you” he continues to cry and i cry with him “you have someone who’s waiting to meet you and had been all of their life, i had my turn and i wouldn’t trade it for anything” i grab his hand and hold it tightly “i’ve had an amazing five years with you, go out at meet whoever it is you need to meet i’ll be ok” i do my best to assure not just him but myself that everything will be fine.

“i love you” i cry even more as the words leave his mouth for the last time “i love you too steve so much” i place my hand on his cheek and rub it with my thumb.

he leans in and kisses me one last time, we put all of our passion and love for each other into that kiss. i pull away and smile at him sadly “go steve i’ll be alright” i rub his arm gently before he gets up and walks away.

i look down at my arm and see the mark start to fade away, i watch as the mark leaves my skin.

sparks eventually burn out and sadly so did ours

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ways writers can be inclusive 101

“my cheeks turned pink in embarrassment” → “my cheeks heated in embarrassment”

“his hand ran through my hair” → “his hand ran over my head/hair”

“her bright pink pussy” → literally anything else

stop using mood boards of only white couples/children (heavy on this one)

using children names like eveleigh ann (do i need to explain..)

her hair was put in a messy bun/her long silky hair…

Respectfully, I know it’s just fanfiction, but if you’re going to write reader insert fics then do the bare minimum of making sure it’s actually inclusive and not white coded. Many of us shouldn’t read an x reader fic and imagine a white woman every single time. Stop taking criticism from bipocs, saying your writing is not inclusive, as hate. Let go of the mindset that having a bipoc in your writing means they have to go through some racial struggle or you must talk about their culture (a lot of bipocs don’t know their culture/where they came from). It shouldn’t make you uncomfortable to write them in your stories, we’re normal people too. If it does maybe a reflection is meant to be had. Like i said, it’s just fanfiction and it’s supposed to be fun, but some of y’all are purposefully exclusive and still tag your writing wrong.

And if you can’t handle it, tag ur fic as an oc or white!reader. Because it’s not right for writers to attack people asking for inclusivity and playing victim bc they know they can.