#captain america x male reader

[gatorbites-imagines]

Kinktober day 18

Steve Rogers + title kink (daddy, sir, etc)

Reader kinda inspired by Wolverine in this.

Kinktober 2023 masterlist

You couldn’t remember the first time you had met Steve Rogers, when you had lived for over a hundred years, you had a habit of losing track of such things. But you remembered he was a small scrawly asthmatic little thing, ready to take on any injustice that crossed his path even if it had him put in the ground way more times than he ever actually succeeded.

You had already been over a hundred at the time, you had taken part in multiple wars, seen how America was built from the ground up going from colony to country, and you had settled down there just for somewhere to be. You still traveled the world, you didn’t really have anything else to use your time on, but you always found yourself returning to what was now Brooklyn.

You had just returned to Brooklyn from a trip across the pond, that meaning you had returned from Europe. It was all experience that told you that war was brewing again, you had taken part in the first and felt no interest in being part of the second, you just wanted to take a break. Now, the war hadn’t broken out yet, but you could feel it in your bones.

That was how you found yourself in the alleyway for the first time, as a couple of guys were ganging up on some scrawny pale blonde who looked like a strong gust of wind was gonna knock him over. You acted on instinct, never standing much for injustice, knocking the fellas on their ass and sending them running from your size and glare alone, before you pulled the skinny guy to his feet.

He had looked like he was ready to start swinging on you too if you tried anything, you had liked that, that spark in his eyes. One thing led to another, and the two of you found yourselves sitting on a curb in some less populated street, sharing a bottle of alcohol. Now, alcohol had never had an effect on you, but you liked the taste, but it had left Steve stumbling and red faced.

He hadn’t told you where he lived before, he got too wasted to tell you, but you hadn’t wanted to leave him there on the street. That was how Steve found himself waking up in your apartment, which was spartan at best as you had little care for physical possessions. Your relationship with Steve bloomed from there, you even met Bucky who didn’t seem to know what to do with you the first time he saw you.

But time passed, and you felt drawn to Steve in a way you hadn’t felt for anyone in a long time, and it was clear to your knowing eyes that Steve felt the same. He wasn’t gonna tell you that though, you could tell, unlike him you didn’t have any doubts about yourself and your sexuality though. One night when it was just the two of you, you had leaned in and kissed him, the scrawny guy almost jumping out of his seat.

But as it seemed to hit him that you were kissing him, he had thrown his skinny arms around you and crawled into your lap with a desperation you’d rarely find anywhere else. He had little experience as he kissed, Steve having to disconnect your lips at multiple times so he could catch his breath, his asthma making it impossible to kiss him as deeply as you wanted.

His health made it impossible to ever truly go too far in you relationship, as you didn’t want to push his already weak body further than it could take. It didn’t keep you from kissing all over his frail ribs or licking out his hole as he shivered and moaned in that gasped raspy way only Steve could.

That was the first time the title left his lips, a gasped short cry of “daddy” as he came against his chest, his hands grasping onto your wrist as you rubbed his chest with your thumbs. He seemed embarrassed for about a second, unsure of how you would react, that was until you dove in with even more gusto than before, leaving him to tremble even more as you pushed him over the edge again.

After that, that title became something important to the two of you, something muttered behind closed doors when no one was around. Even after he entered the super soldier program and almost rivaled you in size, he was still your boy, and you were still his daddy. You hadn’t wanted to join up in the second world war, but seeing him run off on his own, the protectiveness in your chest as wailed and you followed.

It was only after everything, after you lost him to the ice that you realized you had never actually told him about your powers. You hadn’t said anything before he got the serum because it was unbelievable and you wanted to keep him safe, and after the serum, everything had moved too fast, and it just never seemed to be the time.

And so time passed once more, you sold your old apartment and the few things inside, except for the sketchbooks left behind by your boy and ring he has said was his mothers wedding ring, when one night you had been cuddling in bed dreaming about a world where men could marry one another. You started wearing it on a chain around your neck, as a symbol of your loyalty to your boy, even though your time was short.

There was no reason to join the X-men, it was just something you did. Logan was like yourself, and youd run into each other multiple times over the years, so when he asked if you wanted to join up, you thought “why not” and became part of the group of mutants. You weren’t as active of a member as the others, rather sticking to the background and doing your own thing, joining the fight when you needed too.

At some point the X-men became too much for you, maybe it was because you were so used to always being on the move, so with a farewell party, you parted on good terms. Youd come to their aid if they needed it, but you knew it wasn’t where you were meant to be, and so, you started traveling again.

You were in Asia at the time when you saw the news, Captain America coming back to life, saved from the ice. It was hard to tell how you got from Asia to New York, or why you even went back, maybe he didn’t want to see you again or was ready to move on to the future. It wasn’t hard to find the apartment they had set him up in, Stark, that was, not SHIELD. It wasn’t a secret that SHIELD wasn’t to be trusted, it was why you disappeared into the wind when Stark and Peggy started building it.

Maybe a part of your brain had given out, the logical part at least, as you knocked on his door, almost nervously brushing your fingers through your beard and hair. You hadn’t styled it in a while, there hadn’t been a need too as you traveled the world. But now that you were standing here you felt inadequate to appear before you boy.

He seemed cautious as he opened the door, and it took a moment for recognition to flash through those pretty blue eyes of his. His eyes widened and his expression softened in disbelief, it wasn’t your name that left his lips, but a tiny whispered “daddy?” that did, tears welling in his eyes as he didn’t seem to believe what he was seeing.

Stepping towards him, the door fell shut behind you as you wrapped your arms around each other, holding on with the strength only a super soldier and mutant like you could, deep sobs leaving Steve as he cried into your shoulder, a shaky “daddy, daddy, daddy” leaving him as he tried to get as close to you as possible, like you were gonna disappear if he let go.

His hair was soft between your fingers as you ran your hand through it, kissing him deeper than any kiss in the past had ever allowed, letting him suck desperately on your tongue as he seemed to grow restless, his hands finding their way up under your jacket and into your shirt, rubbing at your hairy scarred torso.

You guys didn’t even make it to the bedroom, or even the couch, clothes pulled off or even ripped with little care as you tumbled to the floor with a thud, Steves noises as high and whiny as you remembered him all those years ago. A deep part of you felt desperate for his touch, you thought you had lost him forever but now here he was, healthy and bright as the day you lost him.

Steve almost looked like he was gonna start crying again when he saw the necklace around your neck, still carrying the ring you had saved all those years ago. A warbled “daddy” was drawn out of him as he kissed the spot on your chest the ring rested on as he clambered on top of you.

After all these years he could finally have you inside him, and it was all you both had waited for as he rode you, as inexperienced he his kissing had once been, but neither of you seemed to care as you just gripped his hips to lead him. You were over 200 years old, but never in all your years had you seen something as beautiful as Steve on the woes of pleasure, moans and whines of pleasure, “daddy” being repeated almost like a prayer.

Even as he came Steve didn’t seem to want to stop, and your mutant genes and his super soldier serum allowed you to keep going for multiple rounds, giving your boy all that he had missed during the years he hadn’t been able to take you because of his health, hands grasping, and lips locked in passion that the future finally seemed to allow.

It took a while, but you got the two of you dragged to his bedroom and onto his bed, holding your boy close as he sighed a soft “daddy” against your neck as he clutched onto you like he still didn’t dare to believe that you were truly there. You guys would have to talk about it all at some point, some time soon, but right now all that mattered was holding your boy, and all that mattered for Steve was being held by you, his daddy.

[supercap2319]

It's my birthday. So I wanted to ask for one of those NSFW imagines that you do...

Steve Rogers surprising y/n on his birthday (the newest member of the team) by letting him eat his cake (his ass).

Y/N's birthday wish had come true about six weeks before his actual birthday was due. It was like something out of a movie where the main character lands their dream job, or in Y/N's case, his dream team.

Ever since the Avengers first appeared together to save the world, Y/N wanted to be a part of the team. He studied hard in school, played sports, and even the occasional computer classes, but what got him the job was the powers he developed. The power to control the very weather all at his fingertips. Nick Fury was impressed, and after a trial run, Y/N was officially the newest member of the Avengers.

Everyone was welcoming. Sure, Tony liked to pick on Y/N because he was the rookie of the team, Steve, aka Captain America, always had his back. Y/N couldn't help but fall for the Captain. He was so nice and kind. He showed Y/N the ropes on missions, and he never lost his patience with Y/N. Even when the situation called for it.

Y/N and Steve were an inseparable team after the first few weeks. Steve would teach Y/N everything he knew from battle techniques to planning and strategizing. In return, Y/N had shown Steve how to work a phone and the internet. What memes were and social media. That's probably how Steve found out it was Y/N's birthday.

The young Avenger didn't want to make a spectacle of his birthday, so he didn't bother telling anyone about it. Y/N figured he could spend a quiet Friday night alone with some Netflix. He was wrong.

Y/N enters his room to find Steve waiting for him on his bed with a small smirk on his face. He wore a blue bathroom and fuzzy red slippers. This was so different from the "old man clothes" as Tony liked to call them that Steve usually wore. His blue eyes were shining with a hidden mischief. "Hey, Y/N."

"Hey, Cap. What's up? How did you get into my room?"

"J.A.R.V.I.S. let me in. Hope that's fine with you?"

"Of course. Did you need something?" Y/N asked, eyebrows raised at Steve's attire.

Steve stood up and walked towards him. Y/N frowns and gulps as Steve gets closer until he can see the flecks of black in baby blue eyes. His lips are pink and plump. So full and shining with some sort of coat. Probably, lip bomb. "It occurred to me that today was your birthday today, and you didn't tell anyone. Why?" Steve looks at Y/N.

Y/N blushed and rubbed the back of his neck nervously. "I didn't want to make a big deal about it."

"You should. We're a team now. We celebrate everyone's birthday together. But we can tell the others tomorrow. For now, I have a cake for you." Steve smiled, but he was also blushing very hard, which made him look even more adorable and innocent than he usually did.

"You baked me a cake? You didn't have to do that."

"It's a different kind of cake. And I need you to frost it for me. I can't reach back there."

Before Y/N could ask what that meant, Steve dropped his robe and revealed he was wearing a patriotic thong. Captain America turned around, and the floss of the fabric was so tight around Steve bare ass crack and made his white boy cheeks even bigger than they were and believe Y/N, he's seen Steve in his suit. He knew those glutes would be big.

"Steve, what are you doing?" Y/N blushed, but he couldn’t deny he's actually fantasized Steve doing this just for him. Showing him America's ass.

"I told you. I want you to frost my cake with your tongue. Maybe you'll give me your frosting?" Steve pulled the thong to the side of his cheeks and exposed his pinkish hole. It winked at him. "Please, Y/N?"

Y/N looks shocked. Was Steve really giving him his ass for his birthday? He must be dreaming, right? He pinched himself. He wasn't. This was real, and so was Steve. Steve wanted it. The pinnacle of American dreams was right in front of him, shaking his tight ass.

The young Avenger walked towards Steve and bent him forward against the bed as Y/N spread those golden boy ass cheeks and began to lick Captain America's ass like a dying man.

[squippy360]

Hi. Is it alright for incubus reader x stucky nsfw 😊

Steve Rogers x Incubus!Male reader x Bucky Barnes

(CW: Tentacles, overstimulation, piss kink(???), based off this, :D)

"Buck…? Please come to bed." Steve softly called out. Bucky had just come out of the shower and was quietly rummaging around the room to get ready for bed, waking Steve up in the process. "Don't worry, Stevie. I'll be there soon. Give me a minute." Bucky's gruff yet gentle whispered to him. Steve whined and flopped back down. Soon after that, he felt the bed move slightly as Bucky crawled into the bed with Steve. 

Steve smiled and let Bucky lean into his arms. He cuddled him close and petted his hair softly. 

"Good night, My love." Bucky whispered before sleep took us.

____________________

A hand reached out and touched Steve's face, stroking his thumb against his cheek softly. Steven stirred and whined out Bucky's name.

"Wake up, baby~ C'mon, let me see those pretty blue eyes." The voice whispered in Steve's ear. Both males let out a groan and slowly opened their eyes, looking around for the source of the noise. 

"Right here, my pretty little boys~" The deep, sickly sweet voice sent a shiver down their spines like thick honey was being poured down their back.

"M-M/n? What are you doing here? We thought you left to travel for your job?" Bucky mumbled. 

"I'm done already and came back to see my pretty little boys~ I could practically feel your neediness from all the way across the world." You smirked and slowly pulled the blanket down. Their eyes became cloudy and desperate as they squirmed under your gaze. Tentacles slithered out of your back and slowly slithered closer to them, tugging and ripping their clothes off to reveal their flushed body. 

"I know why guys like you tend to specifically ask for me. You’re curious about my talents aren’t you?" You growled deeply at them. They whined as you pinned their arms away from their body. You chuckled at their embarrassment. 

"Aw, don't be shy about it. You want to know what it would feel like to be fucked by several tentacles simultaneously don’t you? We've done it before but not with both of you present." You smirked maliciously as their clocks twitched against their stomach. "Please…!" They whined, embarrassed and red-faced.

"You can say my tongue counts as one of my tentacles… It’s long and slippery like one haha… Mmmf… Oh you want me to slide my tongue down your throat do you? Well who am I to say no to that, hmm?" Your tentacle held Bucky's face as you roughly kissed him back, your tongue fucking his throat as he squirmed and moaned. "Oof you’re choking on it a bit. Surely you can take it further than that can’t you? Mmm your tight little throat is spasming around my tongue… That feels so good." You groaned in his ear. 

Steve watched with wide eyes as the tentacles groped and stroked his most sensitive spots. He let out a high pitched moan as the tentacles brushed over his nipples. "Oh- M/n! Don't…ngh…pinch them! They're too sensitive- M/n!" Steve moaned mindlessly. You teased Bucky with your tongue, your hands moving down to his pecs and squeezing them. You pulled away from the kiss, smirking at the man's red face. 

"Please! Put it in already! I can't…" Bucky begged, his pleas slowly defending into desperate sobs as the tentacles edged him further. "Such pretty little pets~" You spoke, pulling them further into your lustful trance. 

"Since you've been so good, I'll be sure to fuck you til you pass out~" You grinned and the tentacles quickly made their way south and penetrated both of their bodies. 

They arch their backs simultaneously and cried out, their cheeks tear-stained and wet. "YES! YES!" They sobbed loudly. You kicked your pants off and pulled Steve's hips close to you. You gripped the back of his thighs and pushed your cock in with the tentacles. "Oh fuck…" You groaned.  

Steve's eyes rolled back and more pleasure tears ran down his face. "M/n~ M/n~ M/n- Mph!" Steve moaned out before a tentacle was forced down his throat. He sucked on it softly as it moved in and out of his mouth. Bucky released auffled yelp as he was lifted off the ground by the tentacles and suspended in the air. 

He was fully exposed and vulnerable as the tentacles buried themselves deeper into Bucky's insides. Tentacle suckers wrapped themselves around his nipples and cock, shocking softly. "OHHHHHHH NNNNGHHHH!" Bucky cried out and came. You licked your lips. "So fucking tasty." You grinned and rammed harder into Steve. His tummy was covered in cum and other liquids he couldn't hold. Tears dampened the sheets under both of them. Nothing but whimpers and whines escaped Steve's lips. "N-No…can't…no more…" He cried desperately. 

His eyes rolled back a final time as he shuddered and dry orgasmed before passing out. Bucky moaned helplessly, begging to be let go. You gently placed him on the bed and removed all the tentacles and pulled out of Steve. They both curled up into each other, sweaty and tired. You cooed at them softly and quickly cleaned them up with a rag before snapping my fingers to change the sheets under them. 

You curled up to both of them, not tired enough to sleep and instead just settled on petting their hair and holding them comfortably close. 

(Next up: uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-)

[montcumbry-gaytor]

Could you do the baby got back ask with the marvel men

This ass can be put to great use, and so can theirs 🤭🤭🤭

(plz include Steve, tony, Bucky, Thor… etc 🤭)

Anaconda

Marvel Men with a Reader with a big ass <3

• TONY "IRON MAN" STARK

No doubt slaps your ass, Maybe grabs it

Slapped it once with his little portable iron man hand thing and it bruised

Badly.

He kissed it better

He specifically has a chair for u and it has subtle divots of ur ass

He wants to make bowls from the shape of ur asscheek

Has slapped ur ass in while coming into a meeting room

No shame

• STEVE "CAPTAIN AMERICA" ROGERS

This boy is tall.

Like his pelvis meets with ur lower back.

He thinks ur the perfect size to come up behind cause his titties rest on your shoulders

Runs his hands on your waist and then Squeezes that shit

From how fuckin rough he is he demolishes ur ass

There will be bruises.

When ur laying down he kisses ur butt where he left bruises and apologizes

genuinely feels bad that he's insanely rough

• THOR ODINSON

He worships your ass

Has never seen anything like it

He has his hands all over it cause like.. it's not taboo to show affection in Asgard

He likes eating ur ass

"A gift from Venus no doubt"

Definitely carries u

"A man as well looking as you shouldn't be walking."

Thinks ur living, breathing, ethereal royalty

• LOKI LAUFEYSON

Won't deny how smitten he is about it

Is a starer and will gaslight his way into not being caught

Hand accidentally brushes it while walking beside you?

Definitely ruins him

He wants you to bounce your ass on him like no tommorow

You in a suit?

He fainted, literally.

Thor laughed at him for days.

• JAMES "BUCKY" BARNES

Will grab the waistband of your pants / underwear and jus-

sNAP THEM SHIT

Very touchy behind closed doors

Doesn't like showing PDA

Will deadass grovel to his knees and kiss it

If he's feeling like a BITCH he will bite it

No hesitation

If u pull his hair and tell him off about it he totally gets off on it

• DR. STEPHEN "DOCTOR "STRANGE

This man is a magician and previously a Neurosurgeon

Skilled with his hands

Literally up to no good,

Cannot bend over with him ANYWHERE near u

Even then u cannot trust him to not slip his hand thru a portal and f with u

Knows you love it

"It was the cloak"

The cloak proceeded to try and choke him out.

It was not happy

[davidlikesguys02]

The Teacher And The Best-friend

Word count: 1,330

Summary: you and your hot teacher Mr. Rogers have hot passionate sex. But you get caught by Ms. Carter. What will happen next between you, Steve and Peter?

Warnings: Teacher x male student, smut, you and Peter are high school senior’s, gay unprotected sex, blowjob Steve receiving, rimming male reader receiving, Steve calls you baby and sweetheart, you get caught by Peggy, angst at the end, hinting at possible Peter x male reader.

M/n: male name

GIF’S not mine

You watch as Mr. Rogers walks around the class handing out everyone their test, he finally walks towards your desk and hands you your test “thank you” you look at your test and see *see me after class* written in red. “Great” you lay your head on your desk and you put your test into your backpack. Once Mr. Rogers finally finished passing out the test he walked towards the front of the class.

“I want everyone to read chapter 8 through 9, he will be discussing it tomorrow during class” the bell finally rings signaling the end of the school day. You watch as everyone gets their stuff and begins to exit the class. “Let’s go M/n” you smile at Peter “I’ll catch up to you” he smiles back at you “alright” after a few minutes the classroom is finally empty.

You watch as Mr. Rogers is on his desk grading some papers “Mr. Rogers, what did you want to talk about?” “M/n I’m afraid you might fail the semester if you are not able to bring your grade up” “I know” you look down at your hands “but I am really trying, I just have been distracted a lot lately” you feel his gaze on you. You slowly look up and meet his eyes “is everything alright at home?” You nod “it’s not that”

You watch as he gets up and walks around the desk and walks closer towards you “you can talk to me about anything M/n” you look into his blue eyes and walk closer towards him your body’s only inches away. You notice his hand on top of his desk and slowly touch his fingers with your own, “M/n we shouldn’t do this” you walk closer towards him “i know but I can’t help it”

You feel as he wraps his arms around your body pulling you closer towards him, he finally crashes his lips on yours. You close your eyes and moan into each other's mouths, you finally pull away from the kiss and catch your breath “Mr. Rogers” “call me Steve” you lower your hand down his shirt and begin to unbutton his pants.

“Someone’s eager” you let out a small laugh “I’ve wanted you since the moment I first walked into your class Steve” he grips your hair tightly and pulls it back “I’ve wanted you too M/n” you finally slip your hand into his underwear and begin to play with his growing cock.

He lowers his face into your neck and begins to suck on it, “mhm” he pulls off your neck after a few seconds. You slowly lower yourself into your knees and look up at him, you slap his cock on your tongue and begin to slowly take him into your mouth.

You watch as he grips the desk with his hands, you feel as if your nose is tickled by his hair. You keep his cock in your mouth for a couple of seconds before slowly pulling away. He lifts your chin up so your looking at him “fuck baby come here” he lifts you up and lays you on his desk, he pulls you into a kiss.

You feel as he begins to unbutton your pants, he pulls away from the kiss and helps you remove your pants and underwear. He grabs your legs and pulls them apart displaying your pink hole at him “fuck M/n” you watch as he slowly leans in and you begin to feel his warm tongue lick your rim before slowly inserting in tongue in you, you let out a small moan.

“Mmmm such a delicious hole” you feel as he begins to insert two of his fingers into your hole “Mhhm Steve I need you” “I know sweetheart, but I don’t want to hurt you” you feel as he hits your prostate with the tip of his fingers making you see stars “oh god right there” you begin to feel as he begins to attack your prostate with his fingers.

“You feel good?” You nod “well you’re about to feel a lot better” he removes his fingers from your hole causing you to let out a small whine. He grips your legs and slowly lowers them in his shoulders “you ready?” “Yesss” he begins to insert his cock into your needy hole.

“Shit your still so fucking tight” you throw your hands around his neck holding him tightly “feel..so…fulll” you watch as a smile creeps into his face “you feel so good wrapped around my cock baby” “Steve…please..move” “are you sure?” You nod “use your words” “please fuck me Steve”

You feel as he begins to move his hips, you bite your lip loving how he felt inside of you. You close your eyes as Steve slowly thrust into you, after a few minutes he begins to pick up the speed to his thrust. You begin to let out low moans “shit baby I love the sounds you make” he leans down and connects your lips in a heated kiss. You feel as his tongue begins to explore your mouth.

You feel as he pulls away from the kiss, you throw your head back and begin to arch your back “Ste..ve….I’m…clo..se” you feel as he begins to grip the base of your cock “not yet M/n I want us to cum together” you begin to sink your nails into Steve’s shoulders as he constantly hits your prostate with his cock.

After a few minutes his thrust begin to get sloppy, he leans down and begins to whisper into your ear “fuck I’m gonna cum” “me too” “where do you want it?” “In..side…me…ple..se” he delivers one final thrust into you letting out a loud moan. You shit your eyes tightly as you finally cum all over your and Steve’s stomach.

“Your mine now” you feel as you begin to smile “im only yours” he begins to slowly remove his cock from your loose hole “fuck what a pretty sight” you watch as he begins to pull his pants back on. You watch as he takes his underwear and begins to clean the leaking cum that begins to come out of your hole.

“Thanks” “no problem” you sit up and begin to get dressed again. Once you're fully dressed again you look at him and smile and you pull him into a kiss, you hear a knock at his door and the two of you quickly pull away. You watch as Ms. Carter walks into the classroom, you watch as she inspects the room and notices your messy hair and the papers on the floor. “What is going on here?” “I can explain Peggy”

You watch as she exits the classroom “shit, I’ll be right back M/n” you nod. You watch as he leaves the classroom, you begin to walk around the classroom scared of what might happen. After a few minutes Steve walks back into the classroom “what happened” “I’m resigning in the morning” “what” you try to comfort him but he slowly walks back “I think you should go M/n”

You look at him confused “alright” you go to your desk and grab your backpack. You watch as he begins to clean up the mess that both of you made, you walk out of his classroom shutting the door. You begin to walk down the hallway as tears begin to collect in your eyes.

You walk past Peter not noticing him “Hey M/n, wait up” you begin to slow down “are you alright” “I don’t want to talk about it” he looks at you and pulls you into a hug “you don’t have to talk About it if you don’t want to” you begin to cry into his shoulder “thanks Pete” “anything for my best friend, how about we go for some pizza”You wipe away the tears from your face “pizza sounds great”

[pendragon-writes]

141 Taskforce with A Flirt M!Reader Headcanons

AN: Keep in mind I'm not a flirt nor have I ever been called one so this will be interesting but difficult lol. (Technically can be read as Gn as well but this is what was requested)

Captain Price

Let's be honest here he likes the compliments but gets annoyed from time to time.

Well depending on if it is repetitive that is.

He'll laugh off the compliments and flirty comments.

Laughs at the reactions of others especially at new people.

Will warn others that you're a flirt.

Will try to get you to use your charms to get free drinks, (9/10 it works).

"Try that again muppet and see what happens aye?"

John "Soap" Mactavish

Oh so you wanna play that game, well two can play that game

Will flirt right back at you, not the best maybe but they're good.

If/when you fluster him he will be blushing mad but will try to laugh it off.

To combat that he will try to make you blush back.

Others assume you two are a couple with how intense things get.

If you flirt through Minecraft (via putting your two beds together) he will do the leg kicking thingy. (Idk how to put it so I'll use a gif)

On more than one occasion you've confused the rookies into thinking you two were together. (Ik I mentioned this already but I really just need to emphasize this lol).

definitely, the type to pull fake marriage proposals with you at restaurants just for free food (Random ik but it seemed fitting).

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick

Yk he is probably a mix of getting flustered, and trying to not let is faze him (It doesn't work)

Also will warn others of your flirty behavior, but will still chuckle at those who fall victim.

Also tries to combat your flirting.

Doesn't always work in his favor.

I also feel like if he was too embarrassed and he couldn't hide his face anywhere he would hide it on your shoulder or his hands.

When he gets flustered he laughs, idk why but it feels fitting with him.

Simon "Ghost" Riley

He's just standing there like "🧍‍♂️" as he listens to you.

With this man, it's impossible to tell when he is flustered but his little stutter gives him away.

I'm gonna be honest and say other than that he doesn't react much.

If he is too flustered to the point he can't talk he'll try to find an escape of some kind, 4/10 times it works.

Secretly laughs at the others' reactions.

If he starts getting annoyed he'll just put his palm over the mouth and tell you to "Shut up".

This is way more shorter than I hoped but I might add more in the future.

[mrcavill88]

A twist in time

Pairing: Captain America Chris Evans x Male Reader x Superman Henry Cavill

Summary: A sudden ravaging force made its rampage through space and time, causing an unwanted rupture within the greater omniverse. The citizens of earth are left broken, sorrowful, and desperate as it seems all hope is lost. The only faith left in humanity stands within two veteran superheroes, both from different timelines. They two are on the verge of giving up as Earth is expected to reach its end, but a certain someone might be the last thing keeping them going

Word count: 3.3k+

Warnings: 18+, Heavy angst, mentions of family loss, mass poverty, hunger, depression, slight dirty thoughts, kissing, mugging, mentions of sexual assault, fluff, death, crying

A/N: Hey everyone! Back with another fic. I decided to try something different, this one is definitely more emotional and heavy than my other fics. Please let me know, in the comments, if you guys like this style! Thanks!

*FLASHBACK 6 months prior to the tragedy*

"Three, two, one- Happy birthday dad!" you exclaimed as the people around you cheered and hollered in celebration of your wonderful father's 55th birthday. The atmosphere was ebullient and blissful. You were surrounded by all your friends and loved ones, what could possibly go wrong?

Your life was quite typical, nothing eccentric ever happened, you just lived a normal American life.

A bright smile emerged onto your father's face as he blew the candles out on his cake, such a campy, traditional method of celebrating a birthday. "Oh thank you everyone! You guys have truly made this such a memorable day for me! God bless you a-" your dad couldn't even finish his last word before the ground beneath you violently flipped and the world around you collapsed in mere seconds.

A boisterous cacophony filled the air as a great, morose darkness consumed the world as you knew it. An immense dizziness poisoned your head as you arose from the coarse ground. A feeling of deep disparity and confusion puzzled your brain as your eyes slowly became crystal pools.

How quickly the atmosphere changed

The most beloved people in your lives were all happy in one place, celebrating a great event; the next thing you know, those same people lay beside you, their bodies lifeless, clothed in debris. You tried to stand up but a stinting pain penetrated your skin, right below you kneecaps. You could only crawl your way through the endless amount of rubble and bodies that surrounded you. You made your way out the door of the party venue to see the most intriguing, yet absolutely horrifying landscape you've ever seen in your life.

Absolutely pandemonium

Skyscrapers crumbling into the ground, children frenetically running around - trying desperately to find their parents - , the sounds of screams and cries scattered across the city as fear consumed everybody's souls. The wind brushed your face as you watched the city you grew up in, fall to ruins in an instant.

"What the hell happened?" you thought to yourself, witnessing absolute global destruction.

"What exactly caused this? A natural disaster? Terrorist attacks?"

None. What happened was beyond any human's comprehension. A force of mass hatred, destruction, and hunger powered through space and time. A pan-dimensional entity, fueled by enmity, was on a quest to consume the infinite cosmos, and it has just reached Earth.

But in the midst of all this chaos, two blue figurines caught your eye as they blazed through all the commotion and falling buildings. A sudden ray of light in the ever-growing darkness, a spark of hope in an infinite pit of sorrow. You tried to make out who the two beings were, they were moving so fast, they looked, inhuman. You limped over to a stop sign, trying to make out what it was.

A more clear sight of the heroes stunned you as you could finally make out the two images: what looked to be, Captain America and Superman of all people.

But it couldn't be, right? They only existed in fiction and were just a simple idea of mankind. But it was real, it was so real. They were humanity's last hope, their only hope.

*FLASHFORWARD to present day*

You finally woke up from your everlasting slumber. After everyone you loved was gone, taking your life seemed to be the best option to end the endless cycle of pain and loss you felt. The shelter you stayed at wasn't amazing either; all the citizens of your city crammed into one facility, trying to make ends meet.

And this morning was no different from any other, the unpleasant smell of expired food painted a sour expression on your face.

You slouched off the bed, dragging your limbs to the door of your bunk. A tear staining your cheek as you reminisced the days where you were happy, when you had people you could turn to; all that down the drain, and now, you had no one.

It's been days since you left your bunk. You practically trapped yourself here, never wanting to interact with another human ever again. But your body was calling out to you: you were so fucking hungry.

Even though you grew extremely distant from the world, something fueled you to keep going, almost like, a fire igniting deep inside you. You opened the door, greeted by the cold, smoky air; something everyone was quite used to at this point.

You walked over to the bathrooms, the stench that grew on you starting to really bemuse you. The door opened and, there he was. The ever-so-infamous Captain America.

You stared into his cold blue eyes, his blond hair elegantly quaffed.

"Can I help you?" he asked, staring down at your much smaller figure.

You were completely taken aback by his daunting appearance. He was tall, around 6'2", stacked with muscle and chiseled to the bone. His eyebrow raised as he waited for your response, crossing his arms, showing off his biceps that were accented by his white tank top.

"Chris Evans?" you said, still suspicious of who the man really was.

"Who? I'm not really sure who that is. I'm surprised you don't know me" he said, questioning what you just said.

"Steve Rogers, Captain America, some might say, pleasure to meet you" holding his hand out for you to shake it.

You hesitantly shook his hand, still not completely sure what was going on.

"Pleasure to meet y-you too. H-how exactly are you, real?" you asked, staring into his eyes.

"Haha yeah I know this whole get up seems funny, but I'm 100% real. I know the muscles and the good looks are a lot, but I'm just a kid from Brooklyn, a really, really lucky kid from Brooklyn" he chuckled.

You didn't exactly know how to feel. You felt like you were in some kind of virtual reality, what else could it be? You were talking to Captain America of all people! But little did you know that reality was nothing but a concept, a toy for a greater entity to play with.

Besides the fact that you were talking to a literal superhero, something else was puzzling your brain. A feeling that coursed through your brain, the feeling of, love. You just met this man, but you wanted him, you absolutely needed him.

"Uhm, it was nice meeting you. It's great to talk to someone else that isn't Superman, oh that selfless log. But uhm, yeah, I'll see you soon. And what was your name again? I don't remember if you told me?" he said, putting on a tight muscle shirt.

"Y/N" you said, cheeks flustered bright pink.

"Y/N, I like that name. Well, see you soon, Y/N"

You watched as the man walked into the facility base, completely awestruck by his charm. If only you knew that those same feelings were rumbling inside his stomach.

You washed up, put on a new pair of clothes, and made your way to the dining hall. You were so beyond hungry, a simple bowl of cereal could fulfill your needs. You got in line at the kitchen as the lunch ladies put some gray porridge onto your plate.

The fresh look on your small face disappeared at the sight of maggots and flies crawling around your "breakfast". You sat down as you forced the muddy slop into your mouth; you felt your tastebuds begin to suffer and cry as you continued eating it.

That's when you felt a strong hand grab your shoulder, its grip tight and sturdy.

"Hey Y/N! It's me again, haha. I'd like to introduce you to my friend. This is Clark, I'm sure you know all about him, but the people in this world are pretty different from mine."

"Hey there Y/N, Clark Kent, you probably know me as Superman"

"Hi! Huge fan. But, I'm confused. I know things are pretty crazy, but how exactly did you, come to life? I mean on this Earth, I don't know about your earth, Captain America and Superman are just fictional characters" you said, still completely puzzled by the two heroes' existences

They both looked at each with great confusion and ambivalence.

"Listen, Y/N. We're just as confused as you are, nothing really makes sense right now. We've lost so many lives, lots of good people, but there's no solid explanation. From what we know, there's something, out there. We're not quite sure what it is but it's slowly destroying reality as we know it. I guess this thing caused a rift in the space time continuum, that's why we're on this planet. Everything is so, unfamiliar" Clark said, his voice a little raspy and shaken.

"We're trying everything we can to save the world but, nothing's working" Steve said, his hand rubbing his chin.

"Well I think it's best for you two to stay strong! Come on! The world's Earth's defenders can defend Earth! I believe in you guys" you said, full of optimism. You farewelled the two men before leaving the dining room. Clark's eyes immediately scanned your ass, his x-ray vision seeping through your pants.

"Oh someone's got a little crush" Steve giggled, cleaning up some of the tables.

"H-hey! That's not true! I'm loyal!" Clark yelled, sounding furious.

"Loyal to someone who's dead? Yeah that doesn't exist anymore"

All Clark saw was red, he grabbed Steve's neck, gripping it tightly as he looked Steve deep in the eye.

"You wanna repeat that Captain?" he said, his eyes starting to glow a scarlet red.

"H-hey hey! Easy man, I was just playing, don't take it personally"

Clark let go of Steve's neck, still a little irritated by Steve's ignorant comment.

"Sorry, it's just Lois' death, I can't live without her" Clark said, his eye sockets beginning to fill with tears.

Clark never talked about his feelings, he was Superman, after all. Steve was the only person who knew of Clark's depression after Lois' death.

"Hey, you have a lot to live for! You're Superman! You're my best bud, I lost my family, my best friend, my colleagues, and I still stay with my head up. And besides, Y/N is mine" Steve said, with slight sarcasm in his voice.

"Yeah right. He'd choose me in a fucking heartbeat. Like you said, I'm Superman"

"Oh please! Y/N has known me for longer and don't forget, I'm Captain America!"

"Fuck you" Clark murmured under his breath.

"In your dreams"

*FLASHFORWARD 30 minutes later*

You decided to take some time outside of the facility, take a trip down memory lane, if you will. You walked out of the gates and into the city, tears filled your eyes as you saw the city you loved, smashed to pieces.

You walked on the sidewalk, the same sidewalk you took on the way to school, the memories bringing an immense bittersweet feeling.

You lived in the heart of NYC, the city was bustling with people everyday. Now the city has become a dour ruin, nothing more than debris, rubble, and smoke.

You turned the corner of a run-down building and crossed a dark alleyway. But the sight of the alleyway left you completely frozen in fear and anxiety.

Seven cloaked men were huddling up when they noticed you, their eyes went from bloodshot with drugs to lustful.

"Oh look who it is? A beautiful little doe? What're you doing in these parts?" the tallest man said, his large figure terrifying you.

You instantly ran out of the alleyway and started running back to the facility. Your adrenaline kicked in as the men chased you, getting closer and closer with each step.

You turned the corner of an abandoned hospital and just your luck: a dead end.

The men cornered you, rubbing their hands together, prepared to do horrible things to you.

"Oh what a beautiful thing you are!" the tallest man said as the men grabbed you and pinned you against the wall. Their cold, grimy hands removing your pants from your body. Slapping and fondling with your cheeks, ready to remove your last layer of protection.

The big man's hand groped your thigh as he stuck his hand down your underwear, tears streaming down your cheeks.

"P-please, hel-" you yelped out before a seeming gust of wind whipped past your face; and in an instant, the men were gone.

The daunting nightmare you were living in all disappeared.

"W-what was that?" you thought to yourself before a tall blue figure slowly descended to the ground.

"You really shouldn't be here, Y/N. There's dangerous people that might hurt you" Clark said, the slightest bit of sarcasm in his voice.

You rolled your eyes as the man nonchalantly stood there.

"Oh not even a thank you, Y/N? Come on!" he scoffed, crossing his arms.

"Thank you, Clark" you said, trying to walk out of the alleyway before a large hand strongly gripped your waist.

"I think I deserve a bigger apology, Y/N. I saved your life you know?" he whispered, his face practically inches away from yours now.

"W-what do you want from me? Are you gonna mug me too?" You tried to squirm out of his grip, your efforts completely useless against his otherworldly strength.

Your crystal blue eyes sunk into his before he connected his smooth pink lips onto yours. The atmosphere around you completely changed as the warm and tender feeling of absolute love filled the air.

He softly grabbed the back of your neck, stroking your hair as he caressed your soft, black hair. You were so in love. Delicate butterflies swarmed your stomach as the most powerful being on Earth, was passionately kissing you.

Minutes passed by, seemingly hours, nothing could ever separate you two. He pulled out, making you whine, desperate to feel the man again.

"Let's go home, baby" he kindly gestured, grabbing your waist before flying back to the city, you, completely safe and secure in his grip.

But little did you know that you and Clark had a small audience present at your love filled show. Steve

Absolute anger and envy consumed his body as he stood there, hidden behind a mailbox. Tears jerked from his eyes as his new best friend was kissing the love of his life.

"Damn it! DAMN IT!" he yelled out, kicking a trash can next to him, completely enraged. But not even Steve was alone, the city was filled with poverty; the people who ended up trapped in the city were left hopeless. Unfortunately their guardian angel never showed up.

Steve was a mess. A pit of sorrow planted in his stomach as he walked back to the facility. But a certain woman ran out from the corner, her clothes ragged and dirty.

"P-please help us! I-if you can't take me, please take my baby! I beg you!" she cried, holding up a crying baby to Steve's face.

"Get away from me! You dirty hag!" he screamed, pushing the woman.

Steve's sudden change in attitude left a toll on him; the new Steve wasn't interested in saving people, he just wanted to be with you, forever.

*FLASHFORWARD 30 minutes*

You sat in your bed, still jovial about your little moment with Clark, you really loved him.

*knock*

"Who could it be?" you thought, opening the door.

It was Steve. His angry eyebrows and tall figure scaring you as he walked into your bunk, locking the door.

"Do you know why I'm here, Y/N?"

You gulped, sweat accumulated on your forehead as you stared at the man.

"N-no"

"Why you little-" he scoffed, grabbing your collar, pulling you toward him.

"Listen, you little slut. I know what you and Clark did. Don't think he loves you, Y/N. You really think he does? He just needs a filler because Lois is gone. Don't be stupid, Y/N. You're mine! Alright?" he said, his breath hot and heavy.

Your eyes became pools as the man you trusted, respected, loved, called you a slut. You ran out of your room, your feelings hurt and betrayed. At this point, who could you turn to?

"W-wait! Y/N! Oh Fuck! What have I become?" Steve cried, his hands holding face as the love of his life just ran away from him.

You ran into Clark's bunk, knowing he was the only person you could trust right now, and hugged him.

"Y/N? W-what's wrong baby? I hate to see you cry" he said, caressing your hair.

"I-it's nothing. Steve, he's, upset. I think he saw what we did."

"Steve? Oh you're kidding!" he laughed out.

"I knew he liked you! But I didn't know he liked you, that much. Don't be sad, Y/N. Steve is just, very emotional. His emotions take over his actions and I guess he was just not feeling it. I'm sure he'll apologize, take my word for it" Clark said, hugging you tightly.

Coincidentally, Steve walked into Clark's bunk, a pile of dead flowers in his hand.

"H-hey, Y/N. Sorry about earlier. I, I don't know what came over me, I was just, really, really jealous. If you two are happy together, I shouldn't come in the way of that. I want you to be happy. Please forgive me" he kindly apologized, awkwardly giving you the flowers.

"Aw, thanks Steve. Don't stress it, I guess why you would want me" you giggled, holding the withering flowers.

"Thank you, Y/N" he said, tears falling down his cheeks as he hugged you, his grip firm and tender.

Clark watched as you two made up, a warm smile drawn on his face as happiness filled the air.

*FLASHFORWARD 2 weeks*

Things couldn't have been better between you three. You weren't necessarily dating but, you were hopelessly in love with the two men.

"Hey, Y/N! You wanna come help me serve dinner?" Steve said, gesturing his hand to you.

You walked over to the kitchen, the food quality definitely improved from back then. Everything was perfect. Even if the majority of the Earth was in ruins, you were in love.

Then it happened.

The ground flipped beneath you and Steve, the walls of the facility crumbling down, debris falling from above.

"Y/N! Y/N! Are you okay?" Steve cried out, searching for you in the midst of all the concrete.

"S-steve! I n-need help!" you groaned, as your skinny body was trapped beneath a large refrigerator.

Steve rushed to your aid, effortlessly prying the fridge off of you, scooping you up before you two ran out of the facility.

The horrors you faced outside were like none before. Whatever ruined the Earth before, was back, and it was back for more.

Everything was being sucked in. All the last remnants of Earth being eaten by this demonic force.

Steve tightly held onto you, not wanting to be separated. Your screams broke his heart as the world was nearing an end.

"Y/N!" Clark yelled, flying down from the sky, holding onto you and Steve.

"Y/N! We can't hold on much longer! We have to help the other people! We, we love you, Y/N!" they cried, before letting go of you. However safe you felt earlier, was all gone as they let go of you.

"Clark! Steve! Where are you guys! Please! Answer me!" you yelled, trying to find the two men, running around the destroyed facility.

You've been through plenty of trauma; you already witnessed the first end of the Earth but nothing was quite like this.

Your eyes looked up as the ambiguous image of the sky filled your eyes.

That's when you saw it

It was Clark and Steve. Their bodies were being hopelessly sucked into the primordial force, their efforts to fight back, completely useless.

"Y/N! We, we love you!" they yelled, before their bodies were sucked into the abyss.

"Why should I live?"

"What did I do to deserve this?"

Thoughts that filled your head as you fell to your knees. Your heart shattered into countless pieces as you just witnessed the death of the only two people you loved.

Love is bittersweet. It's good while it lasts, but, when it's gone, it hurts.

You hurt

THE END

[eekshade]

Muse

Steve Rogers x m!reader

Word Count: 1605

Warnings/Info: pre-serum Steve, art school Steve, no pronouns used so could be read as a gn!reader, flustered Steve <3, reader goes through Steve’s sketchbook w/out permission but Steve’s okay with it (just embarrassed), was slightly inspired by that one scene in atsv

Steve was currently anxiously pacing around your apartment, looping through the kitchen to wrap around the couches in a large figure eight path. He was in a deranged panic as he ranted about his upcoming finals, not only were finals a stressful time in general but Steve was also in, according to him, the worst art block he’s ever been cursed with.

“Steve.” You try to gently call out to him for the second time, he (again) doesn’t seem to hear you because he continues to make his way to the kitchen in order to restart his pathway.

“Steven, just-,” you grab his shoulders as he walks by where you were standing; forcing him to look at you, “stop for a second.” It came out a bit harsher than you meant but at the very least he was finally still.

“What?” He says, his voice a fine mix between annoyance and embarrassment, as he attempts to shrug off your hands, a blush dancing across his cheeks. You pull your hands back and mutter an apology.

“Instead of storming around, how about we sit down and take this step by step.” You offer and he quickly walks to the main couch while nodding softly, mostly to himself.

You sit down next to him, placing a hand on his knee, ”How much time do you have before it's due?” You ask in a tone one would take when talking to a crying child, soft and quiet; almost a whisper.

“Around three weeks.” He sighs, scooting closer to you (silently praying you won’t notice).

“Alright…” You break eye contact in favor of looking around the surfaces of the furniture, “That’s enough time, I believe.” You stand having found what you were looking for.

“Here’s the plan, let's try and get you some motivation before anything.” You grab his sketchbook off of the small dining table that sat across the room.

“What do you mean?” He asks cautiously, watching the way your hands grip the book when you walk back over to him.

“I think you should start with something you find easy, to lull yourself back into it.” You sit beside him once again, closer than before, “What do you find easy to draw?”

“I don’t really know…” He laughs sadly, “Everything sounds too hard right now.”

“That’s fine, we could just flip through and see what you draw the most.” You smile at him, causing his heart to melt; distracting him from what you had just said.

“Wait, god no, birds!” He yelped the second he processed what you had just said, “I could draw birds.” He tried to reason, but it was a moment too late.

You opened the book to a random page only to be met with a portrait of you cooking a stew for him while in his kitchen, presumably from when he was sick. He nervously watched your face, the fear of you hurting him (emotionally and/or physically) left as fast as it came, once he saw the small smile that was etched on your face as you gently traced your fingers along his pencil strokes.

You turned to look at him, a smile tugging at the corners of your mouth, but any plan on saying something was abruptly taken from you at the sight of him, his face was mere inches from yours, biting his lower lip rather harshly, blush burned onto his cheeks, already staring at you. You try not to linger on the butterflies going on a mini rampage in your stomach, you quickly turn back to the sketchbook and flip the page. The next page only makes you smile more, it shows you again on both pages, this time you seem to be from his memory.

The page is flipped again to show you and Bucky laughing while playing cards with his sisters, you flip the page once more to reveal you reading with a dog laying on your legs. Laughing under your breath; the realization finally hitting you. You go to try and flip the page one more time, you wore a knowing smirk, that only grew when Steve snatched the book from your lap. You look at him but he won’t look back at you, his eyes glued to the sketchbook that sat on his lap, you laugh at his bashful demeanor.

“I’m sorry, this is weird - you just - sorry.” He fumbles over his words, after a small moment of consideration he leans forward and shoves the book into his bag, which sat on top of the coffee table.

“Wait Steve, it's okay.” You softly take his hands into your own, gently dragging him back down to where he was before.

He looks at you sadly, “God, I really am sorry.” You look at him with pure admiration and slight pity for making him so panicked.

“Please don’t look at me like that.” He whines, he breathlessly looks down at your lips for a second so brief you almost missed it.

“Like what?” You ask, eyes drilling into his.

“Like it's okay.” He whispers.

“It is.” You smile at him, “You're an artist, I can’t get mad at you for making art.” Your voice gets louder (although you're still not talking at full volume) and you lean back an inch or two at most and let go of his hands; trying to make sure you aren’t misreading the situation.

You laugh and run a hand through your hair, trying to make him comfortable again, “So, what, do you want me to pose?” You laugh at your own joke, which causes him to laugh along with you.

“Alright so, what’s it really about though?” You ask calmly while fidgeting with your hands not knowing where to put them.

He quickly stops laughing and gets flustered - not nearly as much as before, “Oh well y'know, it's kind of hard to explain without sounding like a creep.” He averts his eyes from you.

“I give you my permission to sound like a creep.” You smirk at his eye roll.

“That means so much, thank you.” He replied sarcastically, finally meeting your eyes.

“Anytime, Rogers.” You say with a wink, you notice he blushes a bit at that. “Well, go ahead.”

“You really wanna know?” He appears to have gotten more comfortable with the conversation.

“Yes! Of course I do.” You exclaimed exasperated.

“Okay - well, I think you have a good…like body.” He sounds unsure, he pauses for a few seconds to think, you open your mouth to make a joke but he cuts you off, “No, wait! Just please let me finish before you say anything, okay?” You nod.

He takes a deep breath, “You’re like my muse, I don’t think I’m using that right.” He laughs, “I mean, before I do an actual piece I need to warm up, and in order to do that, I typically draw you and sometimes Bucky.” He seems to throw that last part in half-heartedly.

“I think it's because I’m around you so much, it's just easy to properly capture you, you and Bucky.” He added.

You stare at him quietly with a smug smile.

“I’m done. Please say something.” He whines out nervously.

You lean forward, your foreheads now touching, “And Bucky?”

“Yeah, of course, you just ended up on a bad few pages is all.” He defends himself very quietly, you smile at the attempt.

His eyes keep flickering between your eyes, lips, and hands, not bothering to hide it anymore. “Steve,” you say, making his eyes stop moving for a moment to keep them on yours. “Can I ask you something?”

“Yeah?” He whispers so quietly you almost miss it.

“Can I kiss you?” You ask breathlessly.

“Yes, god, please.” He quietly whimpered.

You grab his jaw and finally push your lips against his, you bring one of your hands to the back of his head, fingers tangling in his hair and tugging, this pulls out a soft moan from him, your teeth clashing together. It’s a bit of a mess but neither of you care. He whines as you pull away from him to catch your breath, you look at him as he sits beside you; lips red and wet, soft pants coming out from behind them, eyes glossed over, cheeks dusted pink. He looks back at you, with an almost sad look on his beautiful face.

“Are you okay?” You rest your forehead on his once again.

“No.” He admits, “I don’t think I am.”

“Why?” You look down and take his hands into yours, playing with his fingers slightly, before locking them together.

“Because I don’t know what this means.” He sighs and his eyes are glued onto your interlocked fingers.

“It can mean whatever you want.” You look into his eyes, “I’ll be right here with you.”

He smiles warmly at you while keeping those sad puppy dog eyes, he leans in and pecks your lips. It was short but long enough to feel his emotions vividly through it. He lets go of your hands and leans back, for a second you fear he didn’t mean it, but he then grabs his bag off the table and pulls the sketchbook and a pencil back out of it, then flipping to a new page.

He turns to you, “Is your pose offer still open?” He looks at you brightly.

“Of course it is.” You laugh and strike the most dramatic pose you could pull off.

“I love it.” He laughs warmly, he hesitates briefly before grabbing your limbs and face, posing you how he pleases. “You're perfect.” He mutters as he starts his rough draft.

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[bigfan-fanfic]

Anyways just fluff with some warmth cuz Steve hates the cold-

Steve waking up early in the morning in his dom bf's bed (it's still a little dark) wearing one of his bf's bigger shirts. His bf gently but protectively holds him from behind, quiet and sleeping peacefully, his face snuggling in the crook of Steve's neck.

He feels his bf stir a bit, and his bf reaches over to his side and places his hand on top of Steve's and intertwined their fingers together. "Morning, baby..." Bf has one of those cute, sleepy voices, and he's still so sleepy

(Love the idea of Steve with a bf that's bigger than himmmmm)

Steve leans back against his bf, giving a soft hum. He moves their intertwined hands under the oversized shirt, against the skin of his taut stomach.

He waits until his bf has drowsed back to sleep.

"I don't know why you're with me."

Steve sighs a little and presses his lips to his lover's cheek.

"I mean, sure, I'm pretty to look at, but all I bring people is trouble. And now I get to wake up with you, but... I'm not sure it's a fair trade, you know?

"Maybe I deserve to be a little selfish for once. I mean, finally finding a place in a time not my own... a place where I feel like I could stay? I can't let go of that. Of you. But there's still that part of me... doubting. Saying I shouldn't put all my baggage down. That I'm Captain America and I can carry my own burdens.

"I forget sometimes that I'm Steve. Stevie. Bucky used to call me that when he wasn't calling me 'punk.' I hated it then cause it felt like it was demeaning me. But now... I like it. I hated feeling small cause there was nothing else I could be, but... I guess it's not so bad. With you, it's less of a small and more of a... secured.

"I don't have to be anything. With you, I don't even have to figure out what's me and what's not, just... being.

"So I guess... I guess what I'm saying is... thanks. Thanks for letting me be selfish. Thanks for being my protector, my keeper. Even if I don't think I deserve it... I appreciate it. So much.

"You'll wake up for real in a little bit and we'll eat together and... do whatever we want. And someday I'll build up the courage to ask you... to marry me. To be mine and let me belong to you. To anchor each other in time to each moment with each other. But for now... I'll just keep on enjoying every single second I get with you. Like always.

"I love you."

[prismuffin]

Oh my God, I have a great idea for a one-shot!!

Male reader getting really jealous over how much time Steve is speeding with Bucky, and them being so closed. So Reader just covers Steve with has many hickies and marks has humanly possible.

Like so many, that it has Thor questioning if Steve was attacked by a wild animal or fell.

(Steve Rodgers x male reader)

- OwO

A/n: LMFAOOOOO I LOVE THIS IDEA LDKSHDJDBDJS- SUB STEVE SUB STEVE SUB STEVE SUB STEVE-

Mine.

Steve Rogers x male!reader

( summary: when noticing how close Bucky is getting to Steve you quickly come up with a way to remind everyone that Steve is yours )

warnings?: light swearing, mentions of hickies and jealousy, some light smut!! (doesn't go all the way but still)

!-!more under the cut!-!

‘Obviously he’s forgotten his place.‘

That’s what you think as you look at Steve laughing with Bucky as if there’s nothing wrong. Your teeth clenched as Bucky wrapped his arm around Steve, patting his back before leaning into him and whispering something you obviously couldn't hear in his ear. Still, you didn't need to hear it- the reaction it got out of your boyfriend was enough to really set you off. A smile was on his face and a...blush? Only you were allowed to fluster Steve! What the hell! "Are you trying to take his soul?" You glanced to your side not wanting to take your eyes off of Steve and Bucky, noticing it was Stark your eyebrows furrowed. "What?" "I'm just saying, you're glaring at Bucky like he just kicked your dog." You scoffed, you didn't even need to turn to see the smirk Stark always wore whenever he teased anybody, you knew it was there. Rolling your eyes, you stood, Starks eyes following you up as you crossed your arms. You couldn't deal with this anymore, so you got up to go back to your room. You heard Tony mumble something about jealousy as you walked past him. It’s been like this for a while, Steve hanging out with Bucky whenever he got the chance. You get that they were best friends and had a lot of catching up to do but you still don’t like how much time Steve is spending away from you. You wondered at times if they were ever something more, with the way Bucky looks at Steve sometimes it doesn’t seem that far fetched. With newfound motivation you thought of a plan, a mischievous expression growing on your face the more you thought about it. Maybe it wouldn’t necessarily stop Steve from hanging out with Bucky but it’d definitely remind Bucky that Steve is not his.

A couple of hours later, a few knocks were heard at your door, the obvious pause that silently asked for permission made it clear that it was Steve. He seemed to be the only one who didn't just barge in after knocking, despite you telling him that he could come in whenever. "Come in!" you yelled, watching the door from your dresser as it creaked open. Steve peaked in and smiled, walking fully into your room and closing the door behind him. "Hey, there you are, I couldn't find you all day." He chuckled, walking to the edge of your bed to sit. "I saw you earlier in the training room," he continued, "but then I looked back and you were just gone. After I finished training with Bucky I went to find you but nobody knew where you were so I-" You frowned at Bucky's name, tuning out Steve's words as you scanned his body. He was wearing nothing but a tight white tank top that stuck tightly to his upper body. You licked your lips, staring at his exposed neck as your idea from earlier popped back into your head. Now's probably a good time to put that in motion.

"Are you ok?" Steve asked, and your eyes shot back up to meet his. "Hmm?" You hummed and he sighed, "it's just, we haven't really talked today." You pushed off of the dresser, walking over to him slowly. Steve's eyes followed you as you stopped right in front of him. "You didn't even help me with my stretches like usual," a small pout was rested on his lips as he stared up at you, his puppy dog eyes boring into your soul. "Well it didn't look like you needed my help huh? You had,,Bucky there." Your eyes narrowed as you said his name, emphasizing the "B" within it. "What did he say to make you laugh like that? Huh?" You stepped closer to Steve, leaning down so that you were almost eye level. "To make you blush like that?" You used one of your hands to grab his chin, forcing him to look in your eyes as you leaned closer to his ear. "You know I'm the only one who can fluster you right? Only I can grab you like that." You let his chin go, placing your hand on his shoulder and running it down to his chest and back up again. "Or did you forget?" You heard Steve gasp as you dug your nails into his shoulder slightly, causing you to smirk. "That you're mine." Steve jumped as he felt you bite his neck, feeling you suck the skin between your teeth, your tongue licking at the flesh before you pulled back. His skin made a lewd pop as you released it, his brain backfiring as your face came into view again. Your eyes seemed dark as you stared at him and he gulped, it all finally clicking in his mind. "Y-Y/n- mmfph-" Your lips capturing his cut him off as you kissed him with more passion than he's used to. He could feel his face burning as you pulled back, catching his bottom lip in between your teeth with a smirk.

You let it go before pushing him backwards, his body flopping onto your bed. He stared up at you as you crawled on top of him, opening his mouth to say something though only a small squeak came out. Your hands trailed down his chest to the hem of his shirt where you tugged, silently asking for permission. A shaky hand rested upon yours as he breathed deep to calm himself. Guiding your hand, he began to push his shirt up before allowing you to finish the job and take it off of him completely. He gasped again as your knee rested in between his legs, pushing against his crotch. He closed his eyes, feeling his cock start to grow hard as you practically mauled his neck, marking his skin over and over again. You chuckled, feeling him grind himself down onto your knee, a delicious whimper fell from his mouth as you pulled your knee away from his crotch. "P-Please- why did you?-" Steve winced as you bit him especially hard, effectively shutting him up. "You don't get to please yourself, you didn't want my attention remember?" Steve was quick to shake his head, "no no no, I want it, I do-" he breathed heavily. "Please I want it," You contemplated answering him as you switched sides on his neck, covering the unmarked skin with more hickies. Deciding you liked this desperate side of Steve, you moved your knee back to it's previous position. Steve wasted no time, grinding and humping on you like a desperate dog, moaning a mess of words as he did so. "Oh- I'm yours, I am-" You pressed your knee harder against his crotch causing a loud moan to rip from his throat. One of your hands rested on his pec as you awkwardly bent your back so that you could continue marking him lower on his chest. You chuckled to yourself, feeling Steve's pace become sloppy. You pulled your knee away at the realization that he might be coming close, the gasp at the loss of contact was enough to conclude that your guess was correct. You found yourself growing hard at the sound of his begging, deciding for yourself that you'd move on to the next level.

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"Rogers! Woah-ho-ho what happened here?" Tony's voice cut through the air making Steve practically shrink in on himself. He'd been hiding in his room all day, you did not hold back yesterday at all- practically his entire neck and chest were covered in dark purple bruises and bite marks. He'd only left his room because he thought everyone was gone or in their rooms, oh how wrong he was. Tony's face held that same stupid smirk as his eyes scanned over Steve. Sam and Clint were holding back a laugh, a hand covered Sam's mouth though his shoulders still bounced with the silent laughs while Clint was attempting not to wheeze. "Hello friends!" Thor's booming voice cut through the room, a large smile was settled on his face though it dropped when he noticed Steve's stiff form. "Brother Rogers are you alright?! You look like you've been attacked by ravenous wolves!!" Tony, Sam, and Clint busted out laughing at Thor's comment which caused him to become even more confused. Steve uncharacteristically shrunk into himself even more. He jumped, feeling a hand on his back, quickly turning only to come face to face with your smirking one. You placed a kiss to his neck, chucking yourself as the chorus of laughter got even louder. Sam practically fell to the floor while clutching onto Clint for dear life. You snickered with Tony, gossiping about how you being jealous turned out for Steve as Thor stood there for a moment, a smile began breaking out on his face as the pieces clicked for him. Once the puzzle was complete in his mind he laughed loudly and boisterously, pointing at Steve as he tumbled over to Sam and Clint's bent forms, the three of them cracking up at Steve's misery. Well one thing was for sure, nobody could assume that Steve wasn't taken at this point.

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Civil War (Part 2) | Steve Rogers x Hawks Male Reader

Fandom: Marvel

A/N: I know it took me a long time to bring the continuation, but all these months I was in a huge block. Anyway this is the continuation of the last story I posted.

A/N.2: Sorry for any mistake, but English is not my first language.

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‒ I don't know if you guys made this official yet, but did you get out of the front seat to sit next to your boyfriend? ‒ Sam complained about the backseat he shared with Bucky.

Any move one of them made hit the other, starting a small fight between the two. Steve just looked smiling at Y/N.

‒ No offense, but I'm more important than you, Wilson. ‒ Y/N responds looking in the car's rear view mirror.

‒ You can fly, why did you come in here? ‒ Sam asked, hitting Bucky with his arm who had done the same thing.

Y/N hugged his backpack with his feathers, but didn't respond to Sam who was distracted by another fight with Bucky. Steve drove to the airport he had scheduled to meet Clint.

He parked next to the van Clint was driving.

‒ Cap. ‒ Clint spoke when he saw Steve get out of the car.

The two shook hands. Y/N got out of the car, opening space for Sam and Bucky to get out later. While Wanda gets out of the van's passenger seat.

‒ You know I wouldn't have called If I had any other choice.

‒ Hey man, you're doing me a favor. Besides, I owe a debt. ‒ He spoke looking at Wanda.

‒  Thanks for having my back. ‒ Steve said.

‒  It was time to get off my ass. ‒ Wanda crossed her arms decisively.

‒ Who is he? ‒ Clint asks when he saw Y/N approaching.

‒ This is Y/N, he will help us too.

‒ Are you a famous avengers archer? ‒ Y/N asked as he shook Clint's hand.

‒ Famous is one way of saying it. ‒ Clint said smiling.

‒  How about our other recruit? ‒ Steve asked.

‒ He's rarin' to go. Had to put a little coffee in him, but… ‒ Clint opened the van door, startling the man who appeared to be sleeping. ‒ He should be good.

Steve and Sam looked at each other, curious about the new recruit.

‒ What timezone is this? ‒ Scott said as he got out of the van.

‒ Come on. Come on. ‒ Clint gave Scott a light push.

Scott greets Steve, with an emotional look on his face.

‒ Captain America. ― Scott spoke, extending his hand to shake Steve's hand.

‒ Mr. Lang.

‒ It's an honor. I'm shaking your hand too long. ‒ He spoke when he realized he still hadn't let go of Steve's hand. ‒ Wow! This is awesome! Captain America. ‒ Scott spoke, looking at Wanda behind him. ‒ I know you, too. You're great! ‒ He turns back and feels Steve's shoulders.

‒ You shouldn't touch him too much, should you, Y/N? ‒ Sam teases Y/N who just rolls his eyes.

‒ What? Why? ‒ Scott asks, looking at Y/N. ‒ I've never seen you on television.

‒ I prefer this way. ‒ Y/N responds smiling.

‒ Jeez. Ah, look. ‒ Scott returns to speak with Steve. ‒ I know you know a lot of super people, so…  thanks for thanking me. ‒ Steve just nodded. ‒ Hey, man! ‒ Speak to Sam now.

‒ What's up, Tic Tac? ‒ Sam replied.

‒ Uh, good to see you. Look, what happened last time when I . . .

‒ It was a great audition, but it'll… It'll never happen again. ‒ Sam spoke, interrupting Scott so he wouldn't say anything about it.

‒ They tell you what we're up against? ‒ Steve asks, causing Scott to look back at him.

‒ Something about some psycho-assassins?

‒ We're outside the law on this one. So, if you come with us, you're a wanted man. ‒ Steve warned.

‒ Yeah, well, what else is new?

‒ We should get moving. ‒ Bucky spoke still near the car door.

‒ We got a chopper lined up. ‒ This time, Clint said.

An alert starts ringing in the building, drawing everyone's attention.

‒ They're evacuating the airport. ‒ Bucky as if translating what the alert was saying into another language.

‒ Stark. ‒ Sam spoke.

‒ Stark? ― Scott asked.

‒ Suit up. ‒ Steve spoke in an orderly tone.

While everyone was getting ready, Steve approached Y/N who was sitting in the passenger seat.

― I think you better stay out of this.

― What? Why? ― Y/N asked, confused.

― This whole mess is between the Avengers.

― And even so you brought that common guy in a van? ― 

Y/N spoke, showing his irritation.

― Scott got into trouble with the Avengers base. ― Steve raised his voice.

―  Look, if you're worried about me, that's fine, I feel really happy about that. But you're not going to tell me what I should or shouldn't do. Ok? ― Y/N got up from the bench, standing in front of Steve, even though he was still a few inches shorter.

― It could stay away. Observing from afar and only intervening when necessary? ― Steve asked as a last resort.

Y/N looked at Steve, deciding whether to accept the deal or not.

― Ok, whatever. ― Y/N replied, crossing his arms, obviously annoyed.

― I hate to interrupt the couple, but we're ready. ― Sam said.

Y/N opened his backpack and feathers flew out. He put on the aviator jacket that had the cutout on the back for them and each one joined at his back, forming his big pair of wings.

― Wow. ― Scott gasped. ― Wait, are you the news guy?

Ignoring Scott's question and one last look at Steve, Y/N flapped his wings and walked away.

― Sounds like you have competition. ― Clint said to Sam.

Y/N stood at a distance watching the entire battle unfold. How a spider boy appeared stealing Steve's shield and how the two sides appeared one after the other for a confrontation that damaged the entire area.

At times, Y/N almost moved or sent some feathers when it looked like Steve's team was losing, but they always managed to keep fighting. Y/N could see the separation of thoughts in a battle, with Scott and Spider Boy just wanting to show off for Steve and Stark.

To his surprise, Scott grew gigantic and grabbed the other Iron Man by the leg. He was able to stop the advance of Stark's team alone. Until the other Iron Man that had been thrown came back with Spider Boy attached to his back by a web line. Scott was having difficulty and unable to take the anxiety anymore, Y/N left the point he was and went to Scott's direction.

As he approached, Spider-Boy was hanging from Scott's body while the other Iron Man distracted him. Y/N threw a feather that cut Spider Boy's web and got close enough to kick him away using both legs.

― Do they still have one more? ― Y/N heard the other Iron Man speak.

― I deal with him, help the Captain. ― Scott spoke to Y/N who just nodded and went in the direction Steve and Bucky were running.

― I told you to stay away. ― Steve spoke as he ran.

― I do what I… ― Y/N stopped talking when she felt her entire body vibrate and her ears pop.

The other Iron Man fired a Y/N type blast of sound that forced him to cover his ears tightly. Steve threatened to come back to help Y/N.

― No! ― Y/N yelled. ― Go ahead!

Steve continued running alongside Bucky and Y/N used some of the feathers that were already loose, making them hit the other Iron Man's arm. Throwing a few more, Y/N pushed him away, not before he used a propulsion ray on Y/N that threw him to the ground.

Throwing a few more, Y/N pushed him away, not before he used a propulsion ray on Y/N that threw him to the ground. Throwing a few more, Y/N pushed him away, not before he used a propulsion ray on Y/N that threw him to the ground. 

Wanda managed to hold onto the tower before falling. But the other Iron Man shot the same sonic blast at Wanda causing her to drop the turret.

Y/N sped up to approach where they were. Sensing something approaching in the air around him, guessing it was the other Iron Man, Y/N released a few of his feathers, just enough to propel Steve and Bucky into the shed before the turret hit the ground. And as he did so, he felt his foot being trapped by the Spider Boy's web and when he was about to let go, he noticed small missiles being launched in his direction, forcing him to protect himself with his wings and being thrown to the ground.

Spider Boy threw more web, pinning Y/N to the ground while he had his wings protecting his body. With more work than he thought he would have, he managed to free himself from the webs. Steve's jet had already left the airport, the two iron men along with Spider Boy were taking Scott down and Vision was beside Wanda, as if he was comforting her.

And when he thought that was over, he noticed Stark and the other Iron Man flying towards Steve's ship. Y/N hurried to fly to try to stop them, Sam was way ahead of him when a laser shot passed close to Y/N was going towards Sam who noticed and managed to dodge it, but hitting the other Iron Man who started to plummet.

Y/N went towards him, trying to send some feathers to try to soften the fall when he was hit by small missiles launched by Stark. The pain was enough to destabilize. Unfortunately, when Stark approached his friend, he had already hit the ground hard.

After managing to regain his balance, he landed next to Stark next to Sam.

― I’m sorry. ― Sam spoke really sadly.

― I could have caught him if you hadn't… ― Y/N was cut off with Stark shooting a propulsion beam towards the two, leaving them unconscious.

When Y/N woke up, he was in some sort of cell. Leather straps were attached to its body, which impeded the movement of its wings, and it wore a technological metal collar, which it assumed was the reason it couldn't control its feathers telepathically. Through the glass of her cell, she could see Wanda in another cell, her arms tied, sitting on the floor.

He felt impotent, he couldn't do anything there and like that. So he just sat on the bed, hugged his legs and accepted his future, hoping that Steve would finish what they started.

A few days passed before he heard someone approaching his cell. He knew it wasn't the guards because it wasn't mealtime.

Y/N looked through the glass of the cell, the man approached and when finally the light entered his face, he could see Steve smiling at Y/N.

― You took too long. ― Y/N said but knowing he was smiling too, happy to see Steve well.

― I had some mishaps along the way. ― Steve spoke ― I hope you have already packed your bags.

― For sure. I already made my review with one star for the terrible room service.

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Dude, Absolutely write more about Steve and his 200 year old boyfriend. I wanna see into their life together more. Does Y/N become part of the avengers? What’s an average day for the two of them? What do the other Avengers think of them together? Has Steve ever called Y/N daddy out in public or in earshot of the other Avengers on accident? How inseparable are they? Anything you can come up with I’ll love man. Your writings so damn good!

Steve Rogers x Male reader

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I was honestly so in love with the kinktober prompt with Steve and his 200-year-old lover, so I got excited when I got this request. Let’s say his hero name is Titan, just to have some old school sounding name.

The morning after your reunion, the two of you just laid in Steves bed, basking in each other’s presence and the fact that you were both alive.

After many kisses, from pecks to deep tongue filled kisses, and after a few rounds of Steve riding you again, as he was so taken with the fact that he finally could, you two finally talked.

You explained to him how you were a mutant, and how sorry you were for never telling him, how it had never crossed your mind to do so. And he apologized for throwing his life away like that, and leaving you the way he did.

Over the next couple of weeks, you stay in his apartment, even when Steve goes out to do avenger work or do stuff for SHIELD. He is always so tense when he walks in through the door, but he quickly finds you and crawls into your lap with a sighed “Daddy”, as if your presence alone is enough to calm him.

During this time, you introduce him to the future better than anyone else is able too, even rewarding him for being such a good student, just for the fun of it. You also end up telling him not to trust SHIELD, as you’ve seen who is involved with it, and what they do.

The Avengers team just assume Steve is uncomfortable with the future, and that’s why he’s always rushing home after missions or meetings, but in reality its to get home to you. When days are too rough, all he needs is you to squeeze him so tight his vision starts blurring and he’s left lightheaded.

He needs his daddy to take him out of his head, to take away his duty as Captain America, and just let him be your boy. Being with you is refreshing in the way that you always see him as Steve before you see him as Captain America, you’ll always see him as your boy before anything else.

The avengers first discover your existence during the attack on New York, as there is no way in hell you’ll allow your boy to run around on his own, especially not when you have more than a hundred years of experience than any of the members of the Avengers.

So, imagine their surprise when you come crashing in on your motorcycle, throw it right at a cluster of enemies, and immediately start tearing through the enemies with extreme skill.

I haven’t decided if you have any powers except for extreme strength, regeneration, no aging, the likes. But if you want, you can imagine the reader having any powers you want.

When everything is done and over with, the team, except for Steve, tenses when you start marching towards them. Seeing how you ripped apart the aliens with as much difficulty as one would a sheet of paper, they are on edge.

That is until you walk right past Tony, right past Natasha, right past all of them, walking right towards Steve. Whose face you take in your hands and start turning him this way and that, checking him over for injuries.

They’re all speechless to a certain degree, some more than others, especially when they see Steve start smiling and blushing like some kind of fair maiden.

Tony pulls a whole “are you guys also seeing this”, especially when you kiss Steve out of nowhere, and Steve almost arches into it, forgetting his shield somewhere on the ground to clutch onto you like a couple in an action movie.

Tony ends up being the one clearing his throat and being all “soooo… you gonna introduce us?” to get Steve and your attention.

Steve almost ends up introducing you as his Daddy, but he catches himself the last second and introduces you as his lover from before the war. When they want to know how you’re still alive, you just shrug and say you’re a mutant and you go by Titan.

After that you just kinda start hanging around the tower, but you aren’t an official part of the team. You don’t want to work for SHIELD, and you don’t want to work for the government. you’re also technically an honorary member of the X-men, a role you take seriously.

You end up getting along pretty well with the rest of the team, as you can take an interest in at least some of the things they are all into. You especially get along well with Tony, when you tell him you knew his father, and that he was a huge tool.

Seeing Steve with a man means that most of them need to change up the mental image they had of Steve, but seeing how happy and domestic you guys are, it’s clear it’s been a long-lasting relationship that just wasn’t in the history books.

If you guys end up rescuing Bucky and fixing him up without the whole civil war situation, you all end up just kinda living at the tower. You have your own apartment in Brooklyn, but its mainly for storage or if you and Steve need to go somewhere without anyone with super hearing nearby.

In the end its Bucky that exposes you guys for your title thing, as Steve has been too embarrassed to do it out in public the way you guys used too, and you respect his wants and needs.

It’s said in a very casual conversation too. Something along the lines of Bucky asking Steve “so, where’s was your daddy going this week anyway?” after you left to help the X-men. It causes a laugh from some of your teammates, as they think it’s a joke, until they see the blush on Steves face.

They’d think it’s just a kink for the bedroom in the beginning, until they start paying attention and hearing Steve mumble it to you when he needs comfort or reassurance. That’s when they learn its much more than just a kink.

It’s a way for Steve to give up all the pressure and responsibilities he feels in his life, for him to feel small and protected, to feel cared for, no matter what mistakes he may make. Its also there to reassure you that you are wanted and needed, that there is someone who loves you so deeply they want you to carry such a title to them.

Most of your team doesn’t really get it, but most of them have probably also seen weirder in their lives. Steve is also still a very private person in that regard, so it doesn’t call you that out in public, and you don’t make him.

Steve does allow himself to be more affectionate and vulnerable with you when your teammates are around, since they to some degree know what kind of relationship you guys have.

Like sitting in your lap on the couch when the team has movie nights, or letting you serve him dinner, or leaning against your chest when you hug him from behind. Or the times he is unsure of what to do in certain situations, and he looks at you for guidance.

Bucky is the calmest about it, since he remembers it from the 40s, and he had been around when it all started out. He didn’t have a title like you did, but he had seen how much comfort it brought you two, so he never questioned it.

So, all in all, the team accepts it as a dynamic you two have that they don’t really get involved with. Your knowledge helps them take down Hydra, and keeps lotsa the drama that happens in the movies from happening. Steves daddy didn’t just save him, but a lot of his teammates and innocent lives. Yay for Steves daddy.

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You're such a good boy. Y/N replayed the words in his mind over and over again, smiling and blushing like an idiot.

What had Mr. Rogers meant by that? Surely, it was just a friendly display of affection, right? There was no way that Mr. Rogers meant those words in Innuendo. Like in Y/N's fantasies late at night. The way Mr. Rogers would come to him at night, tall, muscular, and sexy. Sometimes, he'll be wearing tight black boxer briefs. Other times, he'll be wearing nothing at all, cock big and hard and leaking precum.

Those were the best. The way he can imagine Mr. Rogers on top of him, whispering sweet nothings into his ears or be really nasty depending on how horny Y/N is. He knows it's wrong to feel this way about his boss, but he can't help it.

Nor can he help that after he checks on Matthew and gives him his mid-sleep bottle of milk, Y/N goes into Mr. Rogers' room and just sits on his bed. Frankly, this was some yaoi shit, but Y/N couldn't help it. The room smelled like Mr. Rogers. He inhaled the fresh Irish soap and strangely apple pie smell that was Steven Grant Rogers.

Y/N decided to do something risky and found one of Mr. Rogers' underwear. Red, white, and blue, go figure. He knew it was wrong, but pulled his pants down to his ankles and laid down with Mr. Rogers' underwear wrapped as around his cock as he stroked himself off. Feeling the way his cock twitched and leaked precum down the dirty boxers as Y/N moans and closed his eyes, imaging all the things he wanted from Steve.

He was so close now. He was gonna...gonna...

"Y/N? I'm home." Mr. Rogers' voice carried from downstairs.

Shit! Y/N came all over the underwear, and some landed on carpet. He quickly stood up and pulled his pants back on and stuffed the boxers somewhere safe before returning downstairs to greet his boss.

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[marksbear]

Steve Rogers x a college aged guy on Christmas break. The reader is so excited to celebrate his first Christmas with Steve, full of kisses, a lot of gifts for Steve, and passionate Christmas Eve sex, along with going out to look at lights and celebrating Christmas with the avengers on Christmas Day

I rlly love Steve 🤭

Aww a Christmas request! Hope you enjoy the fic and have a good Christmas! And happy new years!--- Bear

I made the reader be in universty to add something into the plot y'know.

STEVE ROGERS X MALE READER

Y/n university finally released them for Christmas break. Usually he'll stay at his friends or family house during the break then celebrate Christmas with them.

Like last year Y/n and his friends threw the biggest neighborhood party ever. All of him and friends were drunk when they threw the party. It was one of the best days in Y/n life.

But now he has a boyfriend. "I'm becoming a real man." What Y/n said when his friend asked him to come to their house. Y/n was only joking and said

"Nah have to pass this year. Got me a man to take care of y'now? I'm turning into an adult now. Just gotta get kids now and a better job." Before Y/n leaves the University to officially start his break he hugs all his friends and stops by his favorite teachers classrooms before leaving.

His first stop was to the mall. He bought cheap and expensive gifts for his family and friends, but for Steve. He wasted all his savings for every single gift imaginable. He bought the best things money can buy.

After he was done shopping he went to his sister's house to drop off the gifts for her and her family. "Y/n! Hey thanks for the gifts. The kids will love this and my wife. But I gotta ask when you're gonna find someone you love?" His sister asks taking the gifts to her bathroom hiding them with Y/n helping her.

"I found a guy...Hes very sweet and kind hes so perfect you know. The type of guy I don't want to disappoint. Hes like my other half. And you are gonna flip when you see him." His sister sees that look in her brother's eye. The same look when she saw her wife for the first time ever. She lets out a smile trusting that Y/n is finally gonna be taken care of.

"The kids upstairs? Imma gonna bless them with an early Christmas. And that is seeing the best uncle in the world!~" Y/n runs upstairs to see the little devils.

TIMESKIP

After Y/n is done delivering all the gifts to his friends and family he drives to Stark tower. Y/n haven't met the avengers yet and is utterly terrified. But Steve gave him a heads up that no one besides himself and Jarvis/ Vision is at the tower.

Steve is outside waiting for Y/n and smiles bashfully when he sees Y/n car. "Hey handsome~" Y/n says kissing Steve passionately. "I was beginning to think that you weren't gonna show." Steve says pushing the eager Y/n thats trying to makeout with him in the freezing cold.

"C'mon lets take these inside." Steve says gesturing to the scary amount of gifts Y/n has for him that's all wrapped up. "It's our first Christmas together! I had to go big or go home! And plus I made my nieces and nephews wrap them for free."

ANOTHER TIMESKIP

As soon the two got all the gifts inside and under the huge tree Stark bought they went to Steve's room. Y/n goes to the TV and puts on a cheesy romance Christmas movie he founded the other day. While Steve brings snacks and drinks for their little movie date.

The two spend their whole Christmas Eve afternoon together picking what movies to watch, pausing the movie to makeout and hug each other, eating snacks and cuddling. Everything was just so fun and romantic Steve's room had a dim glow in it because the fireplace and the fire just added into the Christmas spirit.

It was during one of their makeout breaks where things turned lewd. They were just kissing with tongues exploring each other's mouth as Y/n slowly crawled into Steve's lap.

Steve takes Y/n waist massaging them as Y/n hands run his hands through Steve's hair. If it was just a regular makeout they would have pulled away from each other long ago. Y/n moves his hips grinding his and Steve's crotch together.Y/n blushes madly when he feels Steve hard cock pressed up against his ass.

Y/n pulls away from the makeout taking his shirt off as Steve watches his every move. Y/n leans back on the bed giving Steve access to his whole body. Steve crawls above Y/n kissing and biting his neck and uses his free hands to touch and pinch Y/n chest playing with his nipples.

Y/n fumbles around with his pants trying to take them off. As he takes his pants down he pulls his underwear off with them. All of Y/n clothes are scattered around the floor. "Y-your clothes..Take them ngh~ f-fuck Steve." Y/n couldn't finish his beg because his moan took over his words. Steve sits on the bed beside Y/n jerking his cock off slowly pleasuring the younger man.

Y/n tries to tug on the hero's clothes hoping he'll get the hint. "Words Y/n let me hear you beg." Steve tells him jerking his cock at a fast pace trying to make him cum early. "St---eve!~ please take your clothes off! plea-se I-I beg you. I'll be a good boy please!~""Good boy~" Steve takes off all his clothes throwing them somewhere on the floor before going back to jerk off Y/n. Y/n rolls his hips into Steve's hand as he jerks him off and avoids eye contact.

"Steve w--what are you~doing!?! Y/n shouts when Steve speeds up his hand and his grip on Y/n poor aching cock tighter. Y/n covers his mouth with his hand screaming and moaning into it as he cums all over Steve's hand. "Wha---what was thA for~ Steve please I-I just came~"" Steve looks at Y/n hole and asks. "Did you prep yourself on the way here?"

Y/n face becomes flustered and embarrassed and shakes his head yes. "I wanted it to be easier for you." Steve smiles at his generosity and uses the cum from Y/n lubing up his own cock. Steve slowly enters his cock into Y/n hole. Once he was inside of Y/n halfway he fucks him slowly and deeply hitting all of the right places.

His thrust was hard but still at the same time gentle. He held Y/n as he fucks him deeply with his hard cock. Slow skin slapping against each other can be heard from outside the door as well Y/n moans and whimpers too. Y/n feels the same tight knot in his stomach from before and his back begins to arch and his legs tremble.

Maybe it's the Christmas spirit but him and Steve seem more emotional this time round of love making. The two have done it countless of times but this seems so different. Y/n cock begins to twitch again and he lets out a long whine. Steve's cock brushes against his prostate making Y/n almost cum right there and then but instead he lets out the loudest moan yet and claws his back.

Steve sees the reaction and begins to aim his thrust into Y/n abusing his hole and prostate. It doesn't take a while for Y/n to feel his orgasm nearing. Y/n lets out pants as if he was a dog and his eyes roll back as he cums hard all over himself and his boyfriend. Steve isn't far behind letting out a moan and some groans as well.

As the two ride out their orgasms they're both in a comfortable silence. As Steve pulls out he flops on Y/n side laying down tiredly staring at Y/n handsome features.

COOL TIMESKIP

Hawkeye opens Captain America's door and lets out a wolf whistle. "Wow. Someone was being naughty last time." Clint says eyeing all of the clothes on the floor and the two figures in the bed. "Hot boyfriend by the way Cap. He's really pretty in the face." Clint teases earning a pillow in the face by Steve.

Clint shuts the door and leaves the room going back down stairs to open gifts.

Steve stands up from the bed and gives Y/n some of his own clean clothes as he finds some too. Steve puts the clothes on and picks up the clothes that were on the floor and puts them in a basket. "Merry Christmas Steve." Y/n says walking up to him. "Merry Christmas Y/n." Steve says back wrapping his arms around Y/n kissing him.

All the Avengers are down stairs opening and giving people gifts. They welcome Y/n with open arms and some even prepared gifts for you. Bucky got you a gift from the way Steve talked about you and everything. The Avengers hosted a huge Christmas party and played games and had drinks and food.

Y/n took Steve to go see the lights in his neighborhood and even showed Steve his family especially is sister who went all cop on and did an investigation on him.

"Hey did Santa give you one of the gifts I asked him to give you. My love for you..."

"Shut up Y/n."

THE END

[davidlikesguys02]

My Hot Teammate

Word count: 1,129

Warnings: 18+, gay sex, fingering, unprotected gay sex, cuming in ass Steve calls you baby boy, good boy, Almost get caught by Peter.

M/n: male name

E/c: eye color

GIF not mine

Kinkmas 2022

You walk around the city of New York when you get a text from Peter *M/n come to Stark tower now* you put your phone back in your pocket and run behind a building and pull out your sling ring. You close your eyes and concentrate on opening a portal into Stark tower, you open your eyes and see the familiar living room. You walk through the portal and look around “M/n” you turn to look at Steve “Steve have you seen Peter?”

“Yeah I have, he just left actually” “oh, that’s weird” he walks towards you and takes a seat on the sofa “how?” “I just got a text from Peter and he made it sound like it was an emergency” you pull out your phone “oh, we’ll everything’s fine here” you look for Peter contact and press on the little phone icon. You wait patiently as it begins to ring, you look around the room confused as you hear Peter's phone vibrating.

You turn to look at Steve as he takes Peter phone out from his pocket and throws it on the coffee table “he must have left his phone” he tells you smiling, you smile at him and hang up the call “why do you really have his phone Steve” he pats the empty spot next to him motioning you to take a seat. You walk over to the sofa and take a seat next to him, “I thought this would be easier for you” “I’m confused”

He lets out a small laugh as he lays back on the sofa and throws an arm around you pulling you closer towards him “I’ve seen the way you look at me M/n, I’m not blind” you don’t answer him as you look into his blue eyes “I could use the practice, do you want this” you slowly nod and he takes you face in his hand as he comes closer towards you. You close your eyes as your face is a few centimeters away from his, and finally you feel as he connects your lips together.

You moan into his mouth and pull him down as you fall back into the sofa, you feel as he begins to explore your body with his hands. He slowly pulls away from the kiss and looks into your e/c eyes “you want me to fuck you” you nod and he lowers his face into you neck “I want yo hear you say it” you feels as he begsin to bite and suck on your neck “I want you to fuck me” you feel as he smiles into your neck “good boy”

He pulls away from your neck and sits up, you sit up and get on top of him. He looks up at you smiling “someines pretty impatient” “can you blame me?” “No I can’t” he helps you remove your shirt and you feel as he studies your body “you’re beautiful” you smile “thanks” you lean in and kiss him and you feel as he grips your hips. You trail your hand down his body unbuttoning his shirt.

You push his shirt away and trail your hands down his body, you pull away from the kiss and catch your breath. You feel as he begins to unbutton your pants, he begins to pull them down with your underwear. You throw your pants and underwear to the side and feel as Steve begins to knead you ass, he brings two fingers into your face “suck” you grab his hand and take his fingers into your mouth.

You look straight at him and begin to suck on his fingers seductively, you watch as he smiles “you’re such a slut” he slowly pulls his fingers from your mouth. He pulls you closer and you feel as he begins to rub your hole with his fingers, “mhm” you lay your hand on his pec as he inserts his finger into your hole. You feel as he touches your prostate with your fingers, you grip his pec and moan into his ear.

“Am I hitting your sweet spot baby boy” you nod after a few minutes of fingering you, he finally removes his fingers from your hole. He carefully lays you down next to him, you watch as he gets up and begins to remove his pants. You watch as he grabs his cock slapping it in his hand “you ready sweat heart” “yes, fuck me please” he get behind you and aligns his cock with your entrance “relax”

You watch as he grips your legs and begins to insert his cock into your hungry hole “mhm Steve” “you’re so tight” you grip the cushion under you tightly as Steve begins to pound into your hole. “Mhm harder” you feel as he grips your legs tighter as he fucks you harder “if I knew you felt this good around my cock I would of fucked you sooner” after a few minutes of fucking you he pulls his cock out of you.

You watch as he sits next to you “come ride this cock baby” you slowly rise up and hop on top of him. You grab his cock and align it with your hole, you slowly sink down and watch as Steve legs out a moan. You begin to raise your hips and quickly sink back down, you feel as Steve begins to hit your prostate better in this position. You take your cock in your hand and begin to jerk yourself off.

“Mhm Steve I’m close” you look at him and watch as he throws his head back on the sofa “fuck, fun for me” after a few more tugs on your cock you finally cum all over Steve’s abdomen “mhm” the both of you hear the familiar ding signaling that someone just walked through the elevator doors. “Steve” “shit” “fuck” you watch as Steve lowers himself further into the sofa.

You watch as Peter turns the corner “hey M/n” “hey Pete” you smile at him “have you seen Steve?” “Yea, HE” you feel as Steve thrust into you “are you okay” you nod “he just left” “oh, have you seen my phone?” You shake your head “great, well thanks anyways” you watch as he turns around and walks towards the elevator “fuck I’m cuming” you feel as Steve delivers one final thrust into your hole.

He grips your hips tightly as he cums deep inside of your ass, you smile and look down at him “that was close” “yeah it was but it was also pretty hot” your about to get up from Steve when he grabs your hips “stay, I like you like this. With my cock inside of your hole” “alright, but only for a few minutes”