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[versdan]

Priority (Spy!Carol Danvers x Reader)

summary: Being a spy meant you need to detach from personal life and feelings to get your job done. But what happens when you see a familiar face and it throws the whole thing off?

a/n: this is for Mi’s, @littlecrazyfangirl-98 , writing challenge! congrats again!! This au was actually pretty fun to write and I actually am debating on making a series out of this ?? Maybe?? I’ll see 👀 Anywho! I hope you guys enjoy & sorry for any typos! Requests are open!

AU: Spy (I’m going to use SHIELD and PEGASUS as the company names but the characters don’t have any powers :) )

word count: 2.3k woop

please don’t plagerize or repost my work! x

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“You know, with (Y/N) looking that good in her dress, I’m sure the prime minister wouldn’t think twice about taking her upstairs.” Sam spoke softly into the comm, as he took a sip from his drink and looked towards Carol. She rolled her eyes, looking his way across for a quick second, giving him a death glare. 

“Watch it, Wilson” she spoke back, smiling at the guests who walked past her. Sam chuckled lightly at her reaction.

“Just thought you would agree with me, Captain” he mocked, turning away from Carol as she rolled her eyes again. She knew being sent on this mission with the new recruit it would be annoying.  But she had to focus on getting to the target, and that was you.

S.H.I.E.L.D. had set out a mission to track you down and get you to join the team because of your skill set. You would get to the targets before they would and would eventually leave Carol and the rest of the team with no leads or new information. At some point, you and the team had crossed paths on other missions but tonight was going to be the night that they got something before you were able to.

Carol had previous history with you, having trained together with another institution until it lead to a short relationship between the both of you. It didn’t last long because once you transferred to P.E.G.A.S.U.S. , it put a strain on your relationship and your schedules. Your feelings for each other were strong and there was no denying that, everyone could see it. But you and Carol had thought it would be better to end it instead of strain yourselves more.

S.H.I.E.L.D. had thought putting Carol on the mission would get you off track on your own mission so they could win for once. Carol was all in for the plan but another part of her just wanted to see you. Your case file photos didn’t do her justice because she physically missed seeing you, face to face.

You on the other hand, had no clue that Carol was going to be in the same place as you. P.E.G.A.S.U.S. had tipped you off that you might get caught up with other spies but you brushed it off, thinking it was going to be another round of spies that you can easily avoid. But you could sense that something would go sideways or catch you off guard about tonight.

Pushing the feeling away, thinking it’s just your normal nervousness, you sip slowly on your drink, looking at the Prime Minister enter the room surrounded by guards.

“Stay on mission, (Y/L/N). Can’t have anything going south” your co-worker, Jade, said into your earpiece. You let out a small chuckle, placing your drink on the table and looking down.

“Have I ever let you down, J? At least have a little faith” you said as you heard her sigh back in the ear piece as you picked up your clutch, watching as the prime minister sit down in the corner of the ballroom while the guards looked around. Other women started entering his area and that was your queue to go over.

As you began walking over, you felt someone watching you from across the room. Looking over, you didn’t see anyone specific until your eyes landed on Sam Wilson. Letting out a small grunt, you remember him from the last mission. He tried to take you down before you slipped out of the building with the hard drive that had all the information to expose an underground human trafficking ring. Stopping at the nearest table that was next to the dance floor, you were halfway to where the Prime Minister was but you had to make sure Wilson stayed out of your way.

Sam made his way over to you as Carol went the other way, out of your eyesight. Seeing you in your dress and how you looked, he was right. You did look good. You looked stunning and all she wanted to do was tell you that. You haven’t changed besides you hair grew a bit longer but Carol still admired how strongly you stood and how you only got more beautiful since the last time she saw you.

“Wilson, what a surprise!” You said sarcastically as he approached you, sipping on his drink while standing next to you at the small round table.

“Don’t get too excited now, I’m sure you’ll be seeing more of me” he winked at you, referring to the offer that stood with joining his cooporation before looking you up and down as you rolled your eyes.

“You know what I’m going to say, I’m not joining” you said, standing up straight and looking at him. He let out a chuckle before putting his glass down onto the table.

“Well if I can’t persuade you, maybe someone else you know can” he said, winking at you again before walking off. Giving him a confused look, you turn back to look at your target before letting out a small yelp.

Feeling someone grab your waist and turn you around, you let out a gasp when your body hit theirs. It didn’t help when you saw who had their arm around you. Carol stood there, swaying back and forth, letting a smile onto her face.

“We meet again, angel” she said, using the pet name she used to tell you all the time.

“Carol, what are you-“ you started but she shushed you by raising your arm and spinning you around before pulling you back in, your back against her chest.

“I’m here to do my job. Just like you” she said, as you spun out, extending both of your arms and going back into your beginning dancing position as Carol place her hand on your waist and intertwined the other hand with yours.

“I see you’re still cocky, but here’s the thing babe” you said, leaning in closer to her ear. “You’re wasting your time with me when the target is over there” you said, before pulling back, letting go of her hand and walking over to the prime ministers area. Carol watched you walk over, easily swaying the guards to let you through and sat down next to him, giving him a flirtatious smile.

Carol walked over to where Sam was standing and sighed. “Couldn’t sway your ex, Danvers?” He said, which caused him to get bumped in the shoulder as he let out a chuckle.

“You know for someone who is a big talker on how good they are at their job, you sure do a whole lot of standing around” Carol spoke to him, giving him a sly smile as now it was his turn to roll his eyes. They decided to watch your movements and if you left the room, they would follow suit.

You stood up and the Prime Minister followed, suit, looking you up and down while licking his lips softly. Your gagged inwardly, turning to walk past the guards as he whispered something to them before they nodded to them. You saw Carol and Sam watching you from a nearby table and you smirked at them, sending them a wink before walking over to the exit with the Prime Minister in suit.

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When you came up to the room, he had tried to get his hands all over you immediately. You pulled away, wagging your finger at him.

“How about a drink first” you suggested to which he nodded and immediately started taking his tie and jacket off. Going up to the table with alcohol on it, you grabbed two glasses and poured whiskey into both. Pulling out a small vile of white powder from your dress, you poured some into his glass before placing it back and swishing the drink around in the glass.

Turning around, you saw he was sitting on the bed as you sat next to him and gave him his glass. “Cheers” you said, clinking the glasses before taking a sip. He drank the whole drink before placing the glass on the floor before scooting closer to you, trying to kiss you when you moved your face away and grabbing his tie that was on the mattress.

“How about we try something” you suggested, motioning to the tie to which he turned to look and nodded eagerly, a smirk landing on his face as he scooted up to the headboard.

Tying his hands to the headboard, he let out a laugh as he watched you stand beside him, going through your clutch. “I see you like to play rough, don’t you?” He said, taking his shoes off with his feet as you chuckled.

“What can I say, I always get what I want” you said, looking at him over your shoulder before turning back around and bringing out a small cellphone copying device that you covered with a blinfold.

“Well I’ll give you whatever you want, baby” you turned towards him, smiling before putting the blindfold around his eyes. “But right now, you can dream of it” you said, finishing tying the blinfold.

“What do you- what did you do..to me” Mid-sentence, he knocked out and you rolled your eyes, putting your heels back on. Taking his phone from his pants pocket, you plugged it up to the copying machine and it took a few minutes to download the information.

“J, it’s downloading” you said, pressing softly onto the earpiece.

“Good. Once it’s done, get out of there. The guards are tipped off that someone has infiltrated them” she said back as you nodded softly to yourself, getting everything together for you to leave.

There was a knock to the door which made you stop in your footsteps.

“Sir? I’m sorry to interrupt but we have to go. We’ve been compromised” you heard a security guard say, as you turned towards the cell phone seeing it was only at ‘43%’.

“Shit” you muttered, looking over to the Prime Minister, passed out with his hands tied up. The guard knocked again, this time a bit harder before you heard a keycard being inserted and the door opening. Two guards walked in and stopped in their tracks looking at you and the Minister knocked out on the bed.

“Guess we had too much fun. Wanna join?” You smiled at them before you saw them reach for their guns and that’s where you took your cue, taking off your heel and throwing it at his head. He looked stunned for a second before pulling out the gun from his holster but you were quick to kick the gun from his grasp.

He was quick to throw a punch to which you blocked and then landed a punch to his face. Kicking his knees in, making him fall to the floor, it gave you better access to pull his arms behind him and pinch a pressure point on his shoulder that made someone immediately knock out.

The second guard came in charging towards you, swinging that you dodged the punch but his other arm came around and hit you square on the jaw, it made you land next to the guard on the ground. Looking over to his belt, you saw he had a stun gun. Taking the stun gun quickly, you aimed it to the second guard and pulled the trigger, causing him to stop in his tracks for a quick second before falling to the ground.

Letting out a breath, you stood up, putting back on your heel you had thrown and straightening out your dress. Grabbing the copying device and the Ministers phone, you saw it said 100% complete before unplugging the device and placing it in your clutch and walking out of the room, shutting the door behind you.

“You know, you could’ve just taken out your stun pen from your clutch” Jade said into your ear piece as you laughed, walking over to the elevator and pressing the button.

“But if I did that, then I wouldn’t have any fun” you said back smiling as she laughed. You heard footsteps running down the hallway coming your way. Turning towards the sound, you see Sam and Carol standing at the end of the hallway.

“Shit” you muttered, looking up seeing the elevator was only two floors below.

“(Y/N), give us the device” Sam said, slowly walking towards you as Carol followed him. She didn’t know what to do but she knew she didn’t want to pull her gun on you.

“Why should I? I got eye raped for the information so, I don’t think I will” you smiled politely at him, hearing the elevator come up.

“(Y/N), please, just give it up and join our team. We wouldn’t be in this competition if we were on the same team” Carol said, coming closer as you turned fully towards her.

“If you can’t handle the heat, get out the kitchen, babe” you winked as the elevator dinged and the doors opened to which you swiftly stepped onto, pressing the ground floor and the close door button.

Carol rushed to the doors, going to keep them open but something stopped her so she just stood on the outside of the doors staring at you.

You gave her a smirk, looking her up and down. A part of you missed her so seeing her infront of you gave you a bit of remedy for the longing feelings that you still had for this girl. But being on separate teams just made it more fun to chase each other and have a competition.

“We’ll meet again, Danvers” you winked as the elevator doors closed. Staring at the doors, Sam stood next to Carol looking at her, wondering why she didn’t stop you. Before he could say anything, they both heard guards running up the emergency exit stairs to which they took that as their cue to leave the floor.

Carol knew she’d see you again and hopefully next time, she would win and not you. “It’s on, (Y/L/N)” she muttered to herself as she ran with Sam our of that floor and out of the building.

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feedback is appreciated!

okay idk why I like this so much yet feel a bit conflicted oof

[nekoannie-chan]

I’m better

Pairing: Steve Rogers X Reader.

Word count: 1090 words.

Summary: For Y/N being part of the STRIKE team wasn't the best, they underestimated her, but Steve would be in charge of brightening Y/N's day.

Warnings: Underestimation, some bad words.

A/N: This is my entry to the @itsunclebucky ‘s 300 Writing Challenge with the dialogue prompt #10:

“When did you become so smart?”

“When I stopped listening to you”

Also is my entry to the @littlecrazyfangirl-98 ‘s Mi’s 650 Follower Writing Challenge with the dialogue prompt #7:

“Why are you so shocked? I told you I could do anything for you and I meant it”

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You hated when they underestimated you, sometimes she is the only girl on the team she was not the best in the world and much less if it was STRIKE, several times you had asked to change your team, but the request had been denied. Your only salvation or at least the one that made missions and training more passable and bearable was your boyfriend Steve.

On the last mission, you had ended up very angry after the incident, it hadn't even been your fault those things had not gone as they should, but the other team members had not followed the instructions making everything chaos, the worst, they had blamed you.

Rumlow had yelled at you while scolding you, the rest of the team insisted that it was your fault instead of taking responsibility until Steve managed to put everything in order and reassure them.

"Calm down, next time I'll ask that it's just a mission where you and I go," Steve promised.

You were in your office typing furiously to be able to write the mission report, you had to make it very clear what had happened because you imagined what the others were going to put, you didn't even notice when Steve came in with a cup with coffee.

"Are you angry?" He asked.

You looked up and with a smile thanked him for the coffee.

"No, I just thought people think I'm not capable of doing things, you saw it doubt what I can do," you answered by drinking the cup.

“You are very smart.”

"But that doesn't seem enough for those idiots, I already asked, I don't know how many times the change of team and they always deny it to me," you said annoyed.

“Who?”

“I have not the slightest idea, it seems that it is not Fury, but it is before the negative.”

"Need help?" Steve offered.

"I'm almost done with this, thanks."

“Do you want to go to dinner later?”

"Sure, it sounds good," you agreed.

You printed the document, you had to deliver it the next day, you left everything to be the first, so it would be more likely that they believed your version to that of your colleagues.

"Why are you with me?" You asked suddenly.

"Because I love you," he replied.

“Why?”

“You are cute, funny, and intelligent, I like how your nose wrinkles when you don't like something, you have the patience for me when I don't understand or don't know something from this time…

You kissed him, he had told you enough reasons.

"I would be able to do anything for you to make you happy," you said.

As Steve had promised you on the next mission, only the two of you were going.

The mission went well until you found that the door had a code, no one had informed them of that and obviously, you did not carry the necessary equipment, although perhaps it would not be useful since it looked old.

"Ughh maybe we should just blow it up or shoot it or something," you suggested exasperated after reviewing it for a long time.

You had not the slightest idea how to open it, at the Academy you had never been taught something like that, at least not with something so old.

"I don't think it's a good idea," Steve replied.

"Then what do we do?"

“Wait.”

Steve recognized it, it was like the one in the chest where his mother used to keep the money, and it took him a couple of minutes to open it.

"Ready, we can continue," he reported.

“When did you become so smart?”

“When I stopped listening to you.”

"It's not funny," you replied, pretending to be offended.

"Come on honey, I was kidding," he said and gave you a few small kisses as an apology.

You took the contents of the box to leave, Steve went ahead to verify that there was no danger and they could leave.

He had not noticed that an enemy appeared behind you, you immediately noticed him and attacked him quickly to prevent him from going backward, upon hearing the shot, Steve turned around alarmed, he was speechless when he saw how quickly you had acted.

“Why are you so shocked? I told you I could do anything for you, and I meant it.”

"Yes, you did," Steve said, remembering it.

"Well I think we should go," you said.

For that mission, they had received congratulations from the superiors.

You were walking slowly to the gym, you didn't feel like going to train with the team, it was exhausting, but not only physically but also mentally, you kept thinking that they were idiots, you were just trying to take a little more time to win More patience, of course, you would appreciate that there was an emergency mission or that the Earth exploded or something happened that prevented the training from taking place.

"Y/N!" Steve called reaching you.

"Steve."

You stopped when you heard him, he stopped in front of you with a smile.

"I have a surprise for you," he said.

He stretched out his arm offending you a folder, you took it and opened it with curiosity, and you smiled when you saw that it was the approval of your change of equipment.

"I wanted you to find out as soon as possible," said Steve.

You rushed him completely happy.

"Is this real?" You asked.

You wanted to check that it was not a dream or hallucination or that you had not read correctly.

"That's right, your request to change teams has been approved," he confirmed.

"Will I no longer have STRIKE training?"

“No, it will not be necessary, the training will only be you and me from now on; By the way you have to think of a name for our new team “, Steve informed you.

"STRIKE and all its members can get screwed then!" You exclaimed with joy.

"I don't think it's a good idea for you to say those things doll, they could hear you," Steve "scolded" you.

"I don't care if they find out, I'll finally get rid of them," you replied.

It was true you did not care if they found out or not, you just wanted everyone to know how happy you were now, miraculously your day had improved and by far.

Steve hugged you.

"I love you, you are the best," he said trying to reassure you.

"I love you too, Stevie."

You kissed him, you didn't care if someone else saw them.

[lamburrito]

Mi's 650 Follower Writing Challenge

So I finally made it! 650 Followers! Thank you all for deciding to follow me!

The Writing Challenge is the first part of the celebration, the second, the "Writing Weekend" ,will probably come next weekend.

Now to the Writings challenge:

You can write:

Character x Character (x Character)

Reader insert

General rated fics

For the Fandoms:

Marvel

The Witcher

Star Trek (including DoomTrek)

Sherlock Holmes

Dragon Age

Mass Effect Andromeda

Doctor Who

Supernatural

Pysch

NCIS

Criminal Minds

Rules & Guidelines as well as the prompts under the cut

Rules & Guidelines

You don't have to follow me to enter

Reblogs are not a must but definitely welcomed

There a 65 prompts to chose from, divided in 5 categories: AUs, Tropes, Songs, Words, Dialogue

How you use the prompt is your choice. Example: You can use the lyrics of a song or just have your story clearly inspired by the song.

If you write more than 500 words use the Read more function

Warn accordingly on your posted story if you write smut, dub con, or violence

You can directly post here or a link to ao3

When you post your story tag me and also use the tag #Mi650wc

Due date: 27th November

If you don't manage in time just send me a message, I have no problem to give you more time

If you want to enter, send me an ask with your chosen prompt and fandom and if you already know it, the ship you will write

You can use more than one prompt, but only one prompt from each category

AUs

Historical AU

Photographer/Model

Coffee Shop AU

Different first meeting

Supernatural being

Flower shop AU

Neighbors

Spy AU

Internet friends

Royalty AU

Teacher AU

Fairy Tale AU

Tropes

Blind Date

There is only one bed!

Huddling for warmth

Fake dating

Amnesia

Domestic bliss

Body swap

Sick fic

Wedding

Kissing as a cover

Reunion

Carrying bridal style

Hanahaki disease

First Date

Nightmare

Dancing

Intimacy without sex

Secret Admirer

Songs

Two minutes by The Amazing Devil

You Belong To Me by Cat Pierce

Carnival of Rust by Poets of the Fall

Burn by Nathan Wagner

Hero by Enrique Iglesias

Arcade by Duncan Laurence

My Boyfriend's Back by The Angels

All I need by Within Temptation

Kryptonite by 3 Doors Down

Stupid Little Things by Anastacia

Words

Ghost

Protection

Letter

Wish

Siren

Leftover

Alone

Moon

Dress

Forever

Dialogue

"Please, leave me alone!"

"If you would only have one more day to live, what would you do?" "Spend it with you."

"...Are you jealous of the cat?"

"Please, believe me this one time!"

"It hurts... everything hurts..."

"I feel like I forgot something important."

"Why are you so shocked? I told you I would do anything for you and I meant it."

"Do you need a hug?"

"Stop!"

"You can trust me." "I can trust nobody."

"I hate that I can't just forget you."

"I don't like how much this sounds like 'goodbye'..."

"This is not fair...."

"Look! A shooting star! Quick, make a wish!"

"Please,talk to me! I want to help you!"

Tagging some mutuals: @bunnygeneral @weresilver-in-space @cuddlememerrick @aishahiwatari @demerite @bexterrr @geraskier-trash @crushedbyhyperbole @merelypassingtime @disasterboysandtheirgruffloves @lokilenchen

[wooolfies]

Verse: Netflix’ The Witcher

Warnings: None

Characters: Geralt of Rivia, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Roach

Prompt: “Do you need a hug?”

Author’s note: This is my entery for @littlecrazyfangirl-98‘s 650 follower challange.

Word count: 682

[witcherfic]

TheHirsch April 05, 2020 at 08:07AM

by TheHirsch

Not much plot but Geralt and Ciri on their way to Kaer Morhen... Geralt tries to be a dad, Ciri is glad he is around.

Words: 682, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: The Witcher (TV)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Geralt z Rivii | Geralt of Rivia, Cirilla Fiona Elen Riannon, Roach (The Witcher)

Additional Tags: Comforting, Geralt trying to be a dad, Ciri having nightmares, Mi650wc

[nekoannie-chan]

Soy mejor

Pareja: Steve Rogers X Lectora.                

Palabras: 1042 palabras.

Sinopsis: Para T/N estar en el equipo STRIKE no era lo mejor, la subestimaban, pero Steve se encargaría de alegrarle el día a T/N.

Advertencias: Subestimación, algunas malas palabras.

N/A: Esta es mi entrada para 300 Writing Challenge con la frase #10:

“¿Cuándo te volviste tan inteligente?”

“Cuando dejé de escucharte”

También es mi entrada para Mi’s 650 Follower Writing Challenge con la frase #7:

“¿Por qué estás tan sorprendido? Te dije que podía hacer cualquier cosa por ti y lo dije en serio.”

No doy ningún permiso para que mis fics sean publicados en otra plataforma o idioma (yo traduzco mi propio trabajo) o el uso de mis gráficos (mis separadores de texto también están incluidos), los cuales hice exclusivamente para mis fics, por favor respeta mi trabajo y no lo robes. Aquí en la plataforma hay personas que hacen separadores de texto para que cualquiera los pueda usar, los míos no son públicos, por favor busca los de dichas personas. La única excepción serían los regalos que he hecho ya que ahora pertenecen a alguien más. Si encuentras alguno de mis trabajos en una plataforma diferente y no es alguna de mis cuentas, por favor avísame. Los reblogs y comentarios están bien. DISCLAIMER:Los personajes de Marvel no me pertenecen (desafortunadamente), exceptuando por los personajes originales y la historia.

Otros lugares donde publico: Wattpad, Ao3, ffnet.

Si te gusto por favor vota, comenta y rebloguea.

Odiabas cuando te subestimaban, a veces es la única chica en el equipo no era lo mejor del mundo y mucho menos si se trataba de STRIKE, varias veces habías pedido que se te cambiara de equipo, pero la petición había sido negada. Tu única salvación o al menos el que hacía que las misiones y entrenamientos fueran más pasables y soportables era tu novio Steve.

En la última misión habías terminado muy enojada tras el incidente ocurrido, ni siquiera había sido tu culpa que las cosas no hubieran salido como debían, sino que los otros miembros del equipo no habían seguido las instrucciones haciendo que todo fuera un caos, lo peor, te habían culpado a ti.

Rumlow te había gritado a la vez que te regañaba, el resto del equipo insistía que era tu culpa en vez de asumir su responsabilidad, hasta que Steve logró poner en orden todo y tranquilizarlos.

—Calma, la siguiente vez pediré que solo sea una misión en la que vayamos tú y yo —te prometió Steve.

Estabas en tu oficina tecleando con furia para poder redactar el informe de la misión, debías dejar muy en claro lo que había pasado porque te imaginabas lo que los otros iban a poner, ni siquiera te diste cuenta cuando Steve entró con una taza de café.

— ¿Estás enojada? —te preguntó.

Alzaste la vista y con una sonrisa le agradeciste el café.

—No, sólo pensaba la gente cree que no soy capaz de hacer las cosas, ya lo viste dudan de lo que puedo hacer —respondiste tomando la taza.

—Eres muy inteligente.

—Pero eso no parece suficiente para esos idiotas, ya pedí no sé cuántas veces el cambio de equipo y siempre me lo niegan —comentaste molesta.

— ¿Quién?

—No tengo ni la más mínima idea, parece que no es Fury, sino es antes la negativa.

— ¿Necesitas ayuda? —se ofreció Steve.

—Ya casi termino esto, gracias.

— ¿Quieres ir a cenar después?  

—Claro, suena bien —aceptaste.

Imprimiste el documento, tenías que entregarlo al día siguiente, dejaste todo en orden para ser la primera, así sería más factible que creyeran tu versión a la de tus compañeros.

— ¿Por qué estás conmigo? —le preguntaste de pronto.

—Porque te amo —respondió.

— ¿Por qué?

—Eres linda, graciosa, inteligente, me gusta cómo se arruga tu nariz cuando algo no te agrada, me tienes paciencia cuando no entiendo o no sé algo de esta época…

Lo besaste, te había dicho razones suficientes.

—Sería capaz de hacer lo que sea por ti para que seas feliz —le dijiste.

Tal y como Steve te lo había prometido en la siguiente misión únicamente iban ustedes dos.

La misión iba bien hasta que encontraron que la puerta tenía un código, nadie les había informado de eso y evidentemente no llevaban el equipo necesario, aunque quizás no sería de utilidad ya que parecía antigua.

—Ughh quizás debamos solo explotarla o dispararle o algo —sugeriste exasperada luego de revisarla durante un largo rato.

No tenías ni la más mínima idea de cómo abrirla, en la Academia nunca te habían enseñado algo así, al menos no con algo tan antiguo.

—No creo que sea buena idea —respondió Steve.

— ¿Entonces qué hacemos? —cuestionaste.

—Espera.

Steve la reconoció, era como la del cofre donde su madre solía guardar el dinero, le tomó un par de minutos abrirla.

—Listo, podemos continuar —informó

— ¿Cuándo te volviste tan inteligente?

—Cuando dejé de escucharte.

—No es gracioso —respondiste fingiendo estar ofendida.

—Vamos cariño, era broma —dijo y te dio unos pequeños besos a modo de disculpa.

Tomaron el contenido de la caja para poder irse, Steve se adelantó para verificar que no hubiera peligro y pudieran irse.

Él no se había dado cuenta de que un enemigo apareció atrás de ustedes, de inmediato lo notaste y lo atacaste rápidamente para evitar que fuese al revés, al escuchar el disparo, Steve volteó alarmado, estaba boquiabierto al ver la rapidez con la que habías actuado.

— ¿Por qué estás tan sorprendido? Te dije que podía hacer cualquier cosa por ti y lo dije en serio.

—Sí, lo dijiste —dijo Steve a la vez que lo recordaba.

—Bueno creo que debemos irnos —dijiste.

Por esa misión habían recibido felicitaciones de los superiores.

Caminabas lentamente hacia el gimnasio, no tenías realmente ganas de ir a entrenar con el equipo, era agotador, pero no solo físicamente sino también mentalmente, no dejabas de pensar que ellos eran unos idiotas, simplemente estabas intentado tomarte un poco más de tiempo para ganar más paciencia, claro que agradecerías que hubiera una misión de emergencia o que la Tierra explotara o pasara algo que evitara que el entrenamiento se llevara a cabo.

— ¡T/N! —te llamó Steve alcanzándote.

—Steve.

Te detuviste al escucharlo, se detuvo frente a ti con una sonrisa.

—Te tengo una sorpresa —te dijo.

Estiró su brazo ofendiéndote un folder, lo tomaste y abriste con curiosidad, sonreíste al ver que era la aprobación de tu cambio de equipo.

—Quería que te enteraras lo antes posible —dijo Steve.

Te le abalanzaste completamente feliz.

— ¿Es en serio? —preguntaste.

Querías comprobar que no era un sueño ni alucinación ni que no habías leído bien.

—Así es, tu solicitud para cambiar de equipo ha sido aprobada —te confirmó.

— ¿Ya no tendré más entrenamientos con STRIKE? —preguntaste.

—No, ya no será necesario, los entrenamientos solo seremos tú y yo de ahora en adelante; por cierto hay que pensar un nombre para nuestro nuevo equipo —te informó Steve.

— ¡STRIKE y todos sus miembros pueden joderse entonces! —exclamaste con alegría.

—No creo que sea buena idea que digas esas cosas muñeca, te podrían escuchar —te “regañó” Steve.

—No me importa si se enteran, al fin me libre de ellos —le respondiste.

Era verdad no te importaba si se enteraban o no, simplemente querías que todo el mundo se enterara de lo feliz que eras ahora, milagrosamente tu día había mejora y por mucho.

Steve te abrazó.

—Te amo, eres la mejor —te dijo tratando de tranquilizarte.

—Yo también te amo Stevie.

Le diste un beso, no te importaba si alguien más los veía.

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An amazing fic 💕 Thank you for participating in the challenge and if you decide to write more of this AU feel free to tag me^^

Priority (Spy!Carol Danvers x Reader)

summary: Being a spy meant you need to detach from personal life and feelings to get your job done. But what happens when you see a familiar face and it throws the whole thing off?

a/n: this is for Mi’s, @littlecrazyfangirl-98 , writing challenge! congrats again!! This au was actually pretty fun to write and I actually am debating on making a series out of this ?? Maybe?? I’ll see 👀 Anywho! I hope you guys enjoy & sorry for any typos! Requests are open!

AU: Spy (I’m going to use SHIELD and PEGASUS as the company names but the characters don’t have any powers :) )

word count: 2.3k woop

please don’t plagerize or repost my work! x

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“You know, with (Y/N) looking that good in her dress, I’m sure the prime minister wouldn’t think twice about taking her upstairs.” Sam spoke softly into the comm, as he took a sip from his drink and looked towards Carol. She rolled her eyes, looking his way across for a quick second, giving him a death glare. 

“Watch it, Wilson” she spoke back, smiling at the guests who walked past her. Sam chuckled lightly at her reaction.

“Just thought you would agree with me, Captain” he mocked, turning away from Carol as she rolled her eyes again. She knew being sent on this mission with the new recruit it would be annoying.  But she had to focus on getting to the target, and that was you.

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