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(Fight me idc.)

- Steve loves your figure.

- He loves how soft you are, and he loves how  nice you feel whenever he hugs you.

- Steve’s grew up during the depression, so most of the women he knew didn’t have curves like you.

- He’s pretty much obsessed with you.

- “Steve how many pictures of me are you going to take?”

- “Until it feels right.”

- It never feels right, and you just giggle as he keeps snapping away pictures.

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“Don’t you trust me?”

“With my life, yes. To keep your hands to yourself? Not at all.” You tell him applying some lipstick as you glance at your boyfriend in the mirror. He’s got a suit on, his tie hanging loosely around his neck and god does he look handsome. He doesn’t even realize how attractive he is right now. His hands are buried in his pockets, as he watches you finish up getting ready.

“You wound me Doll.” He says pressing a hand to his chest and you laugh softly.

“I think you’ll be okay.” You tell him standing and pressing a kiss to his lips. You quickly do his tie for him, then rest your hands in his chest for a moment. “You ready to go?”

“I suppose,” Steve sighs heavily. Neither of you love going to these big Stark parties but it’s part of the job. More for Steve than you, he’s Captain America and you’re just another extremely skilled former assassin.

You take Steve’s hand as you come off of the elevator, the banquet hall on level two has been completely transformed. It’s got fairy lights everywhere and it looks like the night sky has been brought inside.

“Pepper, it looks amazing in here!” You tell her giving your friend a tight squeeze.

“Thank you, we’re glad you two could make it. So much of the team are out on missions.” Steve shakes Tony’s hand and you get another hug then suddenly you and Steve are being pulled in opposite directions. Pepper introduces you to some young police officers who are interested in working for the Avengers and there are a couple you think might be in it for the right reasons. Not the fame.

You check in, nonverbally, with Steve several times in the evening. One time it’s a brush of the hand across his back, another a quick kiss, sometimes it’s just a quick glance at him. He’s always looking back, usually shooting you a wink.

“You two are disgustingly cute you know that?” Natasha says with a smirk and you laugh.

“Believe me, Bucky doesn’t let us forget it.” You playfully roll your eyes as you take a sip of your drink.

It’s then the explosion rips open the wall. There are screams, chunks of brick fly everywhere and you and Nat hit the deck. Diving under the small table for cover. You slide your dress up and grab the knives you’ve got hidden there. Nat pulls her gun.

“Nice,” She deadpans, “Bringing knives to a gunfight.”

“Thought having a gun might take the fun out of it.” You grin over at her, Nat shakes her head and the two of you roll out from under your hideout.

It’s chaos, Steve is fighting back what looks like robots at the front doors. Tony is covering Pepper in the middle of the room and you head there to help him get her out. Pepper can usually hold her own but not like this.

“Tony! Down!” You yell and he flattens his back for you to roll over him throwing one of the knives as you come back to a stand. One of the robots goes down as you kick another while slashing it’s head off in one fluid motion.

You glance over at Steve who’s outnumbered at the front door and when he just barely dodges a blast from one of them your heart leaps into your throat.

Pulling your knife out of the downed robot you throw it again lodging it into the eye of one of the machines. Steve doesn’t even flinch as he yanks the knife out of the robot and passes it back to you as you come up behind him.

“Nice to see you Doll.” He says with a smirk over at you.

“Looked like you could use a hand.” You retort and he catches one of the bots around its throat and crushes the machinery there. “God.” You murmur and he laughs lowly.

You make quick work of the rest of the robots, not entirely sure what their goal was but everyone is accounted for. Not that the robots hadn’t tried, two different heads of state had almost been taken but thanks to quick actions by the Avengers as well as their private security everyone had managed to remain un-kidnapped.

The party is effectively over thanks to the gaping hole in the tower, even if some of Tony’s bots are already rebuilding it. There’s rubble everywhere and you just know you’re covered in grime.

“Looked over for ya after the explosion and didn’t see you for a sec there Doll.” He mutters pulling you flush against him.

“Nat and I took cover until we could pull our weapons.” You tell him, wiping some dirt off of his cheek, “sorry for freaking you out.”

“It’s alright, I know you can handle yourself but I can’t help but worry.”

“Same.” You tell him before he presses his lips to yours. “Love you.” You mutter against him.

“Love you.” He responds pulling away, “Now can we please go home?”

Your lips curl into a smirk as you weave your fingers through his. “I thought you’d never ask.”

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You turn on your computer and smooth your hair out. You check your teeth by giving the computer’s camera a wide smile, good, all clear.

This is going to be the biggest interview of your life, one that you’d prefer to do in person but unfortunately that wasn’t going to happen. Captain Rogers was a busy man so when you were granted the interview you took it. You have two minutes before he comes on the screen, you grab your notebook and flip through the handful of questions that you have for him. You’d been warned that you’d only have about fifteen minutes with him, if you were lucky, and you weren’t about to waste a second.

Your computer pings and you look up just in time to see the alert that Captain Rogers was joining the meeting. Suddenly his face fills the screen for a second then it’s replaced by one of a kitten. You blink in confusion for a second,

“Um, Captain Rogers?”

“Yea, sorry. Bucky and Sam were messing around with my computer. I’m not sure,” he trails off as the kitten on your screen looks around. It takes everything in you not to laugh, you don’t want to hurt his feelings.

“There should be a little x in the top corner that gives you the option to remove filter.” You tell him and after a couple more moments he sighs heavily.

“I’m sorry I can’t find it.” His sad blue eyes fit the face the little black kitten is making and once again you fight to keep a straight face. “If you don’t mind we can do the interview like this, I’m so sorry.”

“It happens, technology still trips me up sometimes.” You assure him with a kind smile.

“Sam! Get over here and fix this!” He calls and that does get a laugh from you. “Okay sorry.”

“It’s not a problem,” you assure him again, “should we just get started?”

“Please.” He agrees and you start your questions.

His answers are thoughtful, he takes his time to think about them before just blurting out an answer and answers every question you throw at him. Even with the Question from a Kid, which was hilariously “if you were an animal what would you be?” He’d said he’d like to be a dog, he felt that was what animal he was most like anyway. Plus, he could use the extra sleep.

He’s a dream of an interview, kitten face and all.

“Thank you so much for your time Captain Rogers.”

“Thank you for not making fun of me with this stupid filter that BUCKY AND SAM KNOW HOW TO FIX!” He yells the last part over his shoulder as his two friends roar of laughter in the distance. “I’m so sorry for those two idiots.”

“It happens,” you assure him with a small chuckle, “again thanks for making the time for my interview.”

“Anytime.” He says then ends the call. You take a shaky breath then let out a surprised laugh before starting on your article.

Three days later there’s a knock on your office door. You turn and see a man in a delivery uniform standing at it with a vase of flowers in his hand.

“These are for you.” He says and you take the vase from him.

“Thank you.” You tell him and he nods then leaves and you look quizzically down at the flowers in your hand. There’s a card nestled in among the daisies, so after you set the vase down you pluck the little envelope out of the flowers and tear it open.

Thanks for not mentioning the cat.

Let me know if you ever want to get lunch or something.

Steve

You stare at the card, a slow smile pulls at your lips and you trace a finger over one of the daisy petals. On the back of the card is a phone number, he didn’t give you, a journalist, his real number did he? With shaking fingers you type out a quick text, letting the number know who you are.

-Hey doll, I’m glad you liked the flowers.

>Honestly I’m surprised you’d give me your number.

-Sam said that’s what you’re supposed to do when you’re interested in taking a woman out? I hope I didn’t overstep.

>Oh! No, not at all. It’s just, I’m a journalist and you’re a superhero, I was just surprised you’d trust me.

-I’m a pretty good judge of character.

-🙂

-Sorry, Bucky said I should use those face things. Sam said something about an eggplant but I don’t trust a word he says.

>Good call, 😂 I’d love to meet up for lunch or something. Whenever you’re free.

-I’m in New York now, upstate but I could be to the city by dinner tonight?

>Please don’t rush in on my account.

-It’d be a pleasure doll.

>If you’re sure, meet me here at seven and we can go out somewhere.

You send him your address and he ends the conversation with a thumbs up emoji and you grin down at the screen of your phone before getting back to work.

You shower and get ready to meet Steve when you get home. He shows up at exactly seven looking fine as hell in a blue shirt with a leather jacket over it and a pair of dark jeans. You yank on your shoes then grab your purse before joining him out on your sidewalk. Steve holds an arm out for you and you take it with a smile.

Your date is a blast. He ends up taking you to Coney Island and you wander while talking, you buy walking food so you can keep wandering and much to your surprise people don’t seem to even notice the hero with you. A couple little kids notice but with a wink and a finger to his lips Steve slides them each a signed card that looks about the size of a baseball card and you keep moving.

“I know it’s a cliché but would you wanna ride the Ferris wheel?” He asks softly and you grin up at him.

“I’ve never been.” You tell him, “on this one I mean. I’ve been on a Ferris wheel before.”

“Well then,” he takes your hand and you make your way to the Ferris wheel. He pays for your own basket and you climb in together. It’s not until you’re on your second go around that he looks down at you where you’ve huddled into his side, and mutters, “wanna be another cliché?”

“Absolutely.” You tell him with a grin and he laughs softly before pressing a soft kiss to your lips. “You know,” you mutter settling back into him, “I’ve always loved cats.”

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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader 

Warnings: Awkward and cute reader ahead! Nothing but sweet and soft fluff :)

Summary: What’s an awkward scientist like you gotta do when you develop a crush on America’s national treasure, Captain America? Recruited by Bruce and Tony themselves to work at the Avengers Compound, you try your best to keep your cool. But how could you when Steve is always popping up to help you?

Author’s notes: It’s my birthday today!! Yay!! And to celebrate, I want to share this super fluffy piece I wrote for @hopingforbarnes​​ 250 writing challenge. Thanks for letting me participate!  I got the prompt, “This is why I fell in love with you” which will be in bold below. I absolutely loved writing this and being a fan of chick flicks, I went with that vibe. I hope you guys enjoy and please, let me know what you think! Reblogs are very much appreciated :D

There he was sipping his cup of coffee, one hand holding today’s newspaper as he read. You thought it was beyond adorable that he insisted on getting actual newspapers delivered to the compound when he could literally read it from a tablet. You even offered to install the apps for him but he declined, saying he was too old for it. And in that moment you just knew, with his winsome smile and his deep blue eyes, you were utterly done for. So there you were, surreptitiously stealing doe-eyed glances at him from your perch by the kitchen counter, your laptop propped up on the island. His eyebrows were knitted as he brought the newspaper down, jotting his answers for the crossword puzzle. When he beamed at himself, you knew he got it right. Cute, so damn cute. 

It’s Chris’s 40th birthday today!!!! And this is my entry for day 8 of @the-ce-horniest-book-club​ birthday celebration! This drabble was inspired by a photo I got a week or so ago of my niece post eating a blue cupcake on her 4th birthday… full blue goatee and blue hands… I saw that photo and knew I needed to write something Chris and child. So here we go!

Title: Happy Birthday Daddy

Pairing: Chris Evans x female reader

Rating: G

Warnings: n/a

Disclaimer: This work of fiction is not to be reposted, used or translated without my permission.

For Chris’s 40th birthday, all he had wanted to do was have family and friends over for potluck style BBQ. The guests were asked to bring a side or a dessert while you and Chris were providing the meats and drinks.

Yours and Chris’s four-year-old little girl acted as the official greeter at the party until her cousins arrived and then she ran off to play with them on the play structure that Chris and some friends had built for her birthday a couple weeks earlier.

Though the food was kept inside where it was cool, everyone spent the majority of the afternoon hanging outside, enjoying the nice weather. You and Chris had setup tables on the patio and in the grass for people to have places to sit and eat. You had also opened the pool and the two of you had paid a couple teenaged lifeguards that his sister knew to keep an eye on the people in the pool.

Chris was visiting with some of his high school friends when he saw his little girl walking his way with a blue frosted cupcake in her hands.

Marvel League - Team Cap vs Team Iron Man - (2021)

Vintage baseball trading cards inspired by the legendary 2016 “Team Cap Vs Team Iron Man” fight (and also by the latest campaign of a famous US clothing brand ^^). Note: I chose the numbers on the shirts at random, except for some characters: it’s their birthday.