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The Air That I Breathe
Title: The Air That I Breathe Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Type: One-Shot Word Count: 1,437 Summary: Steve loves you, but he never really let Peggy go. When he left to return the infinity stones to their proper places in time, he knew he wanted to stay. But that meant he was leaving you behind. Warnings: Minor language, angst A/N: To help kickstart my writing, I’m using lyrics from some of my favorite songs for inspiration. This is from Maroon 5’s “The Air That I Breathe.” Take it easy on me, it’s my very first fanfic.
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You glanced over at Bucky as Steve stepped onto the platform in his quantum suit, infinity stones and mjolnir in tow. The air was still, almost as if it was holding its breath, bracing for the inevitable like you. When you were saying your good-byes, you promised Steve that you understood. It had apparently been five years since you’d seen one another and he found a way to return to Peggy.
Peggy Carter. The woman he swore he got over, but whose shadow you always felt. Bucky tried to explain it to you once, something about the magic of a first-love. It always felt a little childish to you. And wouldn’t going back potentially create dangerous, alternate timelines? Whatever - just because you gave him your blessing didn’t mean you had to stick around to watch. You hopped into your black Audi R8 and headed for the highway, reliving memories of a fonder time on your way back to the city.
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Fall Into You
Part Three
Pairing: Steve x Reader
Warnings: language, soft sweaters, friends to lovers, sexual tension, eventual smut
Summary: Steve needs a vacation to unwind. So much media presence after the Snap was undone has left his nerves frazzled. Lucky for him Bucky canceled on you for the trip back to your hometown, leaving him to go along with you instead. Treating him to a true taste of normalcy that’s anything but normal, in a town where nobody knows who he is or at least they don’t care, it’s a vacation full of warm sweaters, hot cider and fall shenanigans.
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Oh hell no! Not a darn cliffhanger 😭
Call Sign: Renaissance // 06
06. Ring the Bells
Pairings: Steve Rogers x Reader, Sam Wilson x Reader (platonic)
Chapter Summary: After learning your aid is a HYDRA operative, memories flood your mind while you and the team try to figure out who he really is.
Word Count: 4,000
Warnings: angst, language, war-time violence, PTSD
A/N: I am SO SORRY this took so long to get out. This chapter tortured me in so many ways, begging to be rewritten several times. I hope you enjoy it!!
You had grown accustomed to working alone, so when you found out that Mosley assigned an aid to you for the Neruda negotiations, you weren’t happy. Actually, that’s putting it lightly.
You were irate.
Of course, you didn’t get the news until you were already on the plane to Soledad which meant you couldn’t call him to argue the point.
Not that I’m argumentative.
When you landed, you were greeted by a tall, young blonde holding a sign with your name on it. This was the first time you met John Beckett, the man you now know is a member of one of the world’s most prolific terrorist organizations.
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Serendipity {1/3}
Alpha!Steve Rogers x Omega!Reader
Summary: They say if you meet and don’t mate with your true bondmate, an Omega’s heats will become more frequent and more painful. Unfortunately for you, you live with multiple Alpha’s, and the one you have eyes for probably only sees you as a friend. So as a friend, you go to him for help one night, only to wake up bonded…
Warnings: SMUT. A/B/O dynamics, swears…. uhmmm….. not sure what else :)
You groan as you watch Amber and the guy she’d just met grind on the dancefloor. You weren’t one for clubs on a normal basis, what with their overwhelmingly thick smell of Alpha’s and the atmosphere that made you distinctly feel like you were at a hunt and as an Omega, you were the prey. But it was your old college roommates Birthday and you’d let her drag you out.
She’d abandoned you now, some mega-hot alpha had sidled up to her not even fifteen minutes ago and they were already all over each other. You sigh and stir your sixth drink of the night. Good for her.
“Hey, can I buy you a drink?” The voice or the question doesn’t surprise you, and you don’t make a point of looking to the male now pushing up into your space.
“I already have a drink.”
“You could have two.”
Finally, you look at the guy. He’s attractive, but not really your type. Besides, you had absolutely zero interest in going home with some guy. Especially with how tipsy you were. Maybe a little drunk.
“I don’t need two. Thanks though.” You do your best to turn your back to him and you hear him scoff.
“Fuckin’ frigid Omega bitch.”
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An Easy Fifty Bucks
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader Type: Challenge // One-Shot Word Count: 1,415 Summary: An impromptu invitation to a gala at Stark Tower offers you the chance to meet Steve Rogers. And win a bet. Warnings: chaotic nonsense, language, mentions of alcohol A/N: To celebrate a birthday and a blog anniversary, @avengerscompound had a little writing challenge! I hope you’ve done nothing but celebrate, Kate! Thanks for letting me play along. Apologies in advance for the sheer silliness of this one.
Prompt: “Should I put on makeup? I should probably put on makeup. That’s what people do right? For parties? Makeup? Do I have makeup…?”
Borrowed line from Grey’s Anatomy
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You’ve been looking forward to this Friday night all week long. No big plans, just a chance to relax after a crazy week at work. Collapsing on the couch with remote in hand and a hydrating mask on your face, you open Netflix to watch old episodes of Grey’s Anatomy you’ve seen at least a hundred times.
Ones with Cristina Yang. Because the rest are garbage.
You’re halfway through a bottle of wine and a charcuterie board for one when your phone buzzes with an incoming video call from your best friend from college. When his face appears on the screen, he recoils at yours.
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West Philadelphia
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Type: One-Shot
Word Count: 677
Summary: The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air is a classic and it’s really important to you and Sam that Steve watches it.
Warnings: Chaotic nonsense, one cuss word
A/N: I’ve been drinking and this is the ridiculous result. I fully recognize that this personality does not fit with canon Steve. Humor me, fam!
You were shocked. Wounded almost.
Sam was the one to tell you and he wasn’t happy about it either. The offense was pretty serious. Sure, the guy had been on ice for a few decades. And he’s been a little busy protecting the world from HYDRA and aliens.
But Steve Rogers still hadn’t seen the Fresh Prince of Bel-Air.
And it was a travesty.
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Write Me Rightly {1/3}
Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: Write Me Rightly is a pen pal service that keeps your privacy while allowing you to connect with a random stranger. That’s how you started writing to Steve Rogers.
Warnings: fluff? maybe some cussing? really not much.
A/N: Hola!!! This is a short lil series I’m experimenting with! This first part is entirely letters between Steve and the Reader. The second part will be text messages and the third part will be in regular written-fic style. I hope you enjoy!
August 24th/2023
Steve,
Finally, I can sit down and write! I swear the days have been shorter!
I handed in my last paper two days ago so now I only have to wait for my exams. No stress there…
How have you been? Home safe now? As per your last letter, I’m doing fine. Work is work, school is school, I’m still tired 95% of the time. I honestly don’t even know what to tell you. I’m boring.
But I’m sure you know this by now. The most interesting thing I do is write to you, and I can’t even think of anything to say!
How has your week been? You told me you were going for a new ‘suit’ fitting last time, did that go well? (I don’t know why you pretend to work a normal job, we both know I know who you are…)
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Blue Jean Baby🌼2
Warnings: my usual fare so tags will be added as we go. First chapter we have some self pleasure but nothing else significant.
This is dark!Steve with a hint of side Bucky and explicit. Your media consumption is your own responsibility. Warnings have been given. DO NOT PROCEED if these matters upset you.
Summary: You find yourself in the unsavoury world of the 1970s porn scene after a failed run in Hollywood. Producer Steve Rogers sees something special in you and wants more, but can you give it to him?
Note: Alright, hope you don’t mind short chapters because that’s how this is panning out. Steve’s creep factor will pick up as we go but let’s be honest, he’s a porno producer and he ain’t innocent. Enjoy <3
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You got the call only a few days later. A true call back although you were still uncertain about the whole thing. You couldn’t help but cringe as you thought of your audition. You weren’t inexperienced but you surely were no expert in the matter of sex. You were curious, a novice, and as the days flew by, you felt even more green.
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