#civilwarxreader

Pairing | Sharon Carter x reader

Summary | whilst Sharon gives Steve his shield during cw, you cannot help but feel attracted to the woman that has decided to help your team. And so it is your every intent to interrupt the pair, and it is made well obvious by that what your intentions actually are.

Warnings | bad and obvious flirting, someone gets kicked in the face, cockblocked Steve, a suggestive joke

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“Who’s that?” You asked primarily Sam, as you sat in the back of the vehicle with Bucky, leaning forwards so that you could get a clearer view of the blonde that Steve was interacting with. It was a safe to say that she was on your side, or so it seemed, considering that the captain had entrusted her with all of y’all’s destination.

“Sharon Carter.” The man in the front answered simply, watching the interaction between the pair of blondes fondly. It was an excerpt of peace, a feeling he was sure to become estranged from after the fight against the opposing side of the team was over.

A low whistle bellowed from your mouth, as you unclamped your seat belt, struggling to slide into the front, and earning a ‘hmph’ from Bucky as you ignorantly kicked him in the face during the process. “What are you doing?” Sam asked with humour evident in his voice, watching as you reached for the driver’s side door.

“Meeting that gorgeous woman, before Steve decides that he wants to suck face with her. So, if you don’t mind...” to emphasise your point, you opened the door, and removed yourself from the stuffy and tense air that was suffocating within the insides of the small and stolen vehicle.

As you stood, and shut the door after yourself, it was prominent that both Steve and Sharon were watching you, and so you froze for only a second, before straightening out your posture, and confidently walking towards them. But before you could reach them, you tripped, which faltered your pace a little.

To brush off the clumsiness of your stride, your brushed your hair over your shoulder, and continued on route. “Y/n, what are you doing?” Steve sighed, noticing how the other two had been complaint and remained in the car.

“Fresh air, enjoying the view.” You sent a wink towards Sharon, and Steve was fast to catch onto the reasoning for your disruptive presence, and he was sure the other woman had too. “So, Agent Carter, tell me what a fine, well trained woman like yourself is going helping us with our cause.”

Sharon breathed, completely noticing your intentions behind speaking to her, before answering. “I don’t believe in the accords, to put it into easier terms for you.”

“Oh gosh!” You gasped, dramatically bringing your hand up to your mouth, covering it in faux shock. “Would you look at that, neither do I!” Steve could only roll his eyes at your efforts, but then he frowned, once he noticed how engaged Sharon was with gouging your reactions.

“I mean, of course you don’t. That’s why you’ve been put on the list of wanted heroes.” She bluntly remarked, quirking an eyebrow, as Steve tried to hold in and stifle his simple laughter. Your face dropped, before you hollowed your cheeks in thought.

“I mean... a hero on the streets, a freak in the sheets.” You sent a wink towards her, and she creased up her mouth, trying her best to remain professional and suppress and amused smile. “Don’t laugh at me Steven, I’m better at flirting than you are! What are you, a hundred year old virgin or something?”

“I’ll tell you what.” Sharon broke in to stop you shaming the country’s beloved and on the run captain. “How about I give you my number, and we talk about this sometime? More so after this whole confrontation of Stark and the others is over?”

And then she smiled, and you contained swooning at the sight and feeling of success. “That sounds great- really great.” You smiled at her I return, watching as she slipped you a card, assuming that you would probably have a trail of phones after this, if you got away.

“Then remember to hit me up.” She nodded towards you, closing the back of her car after Steve extracted all of your gears. And you’d be dammed if you forget such a thing.

Summary: Tony has agreed to possibly recruiting Black Cat onto Team Iron Man amidst Peter’s request. However, they can only recruit her if they can catch the midnight thief...

Breaking into the museum had been a piece of cake. You got what you went there for, so you began your way back home. The route you took was along the roof tops, your favourite scenic path.

As you stalked along the top of the building, you heard a voice. “I’ve got her in my sight.” Spiderman, of course. So you looked behind you only to dodge one of the webs he shot at you.

“Nice suit Spidey, is it new?” It certainly wasn't the atrocity he had been wearing before.

“It is actually, I’m glad you noticed. Cool right?” He was always a talker, it’s like he didn’t know how to treat you like the criminal you were.

“Sure.” You replied, before flashing the neighbourhood’s friendly spiderling a smirk, one that ironically reminded him of a feline. “I’ll catch you later babe, I have something to finish, and it doesn’t involve you.” You jumped to the next roof.

However Spiderman opted to follow you. “Wait up!” He called. “I have a proposal.”

“How many times do I have to tell you that I’m not interesting in joining your good guy cause.” You sighed. The boy had asked you simply on too many instances, and you always gave him the same answer.

“Tell that to him.” Iron Man was on your side once Spiderman spoke. Instantly you rolled your eyes, annoyed with the interruption.

“So you’re Black Cat.” It wasn’t a question from Stark, it was a statement. 

“No shit Sherlock.” This was not how you had predicted your night to go. “What do you want tin can?”

“Spiderboy here thought you might be useful in a fight, you in?” The metal revealed the face of the billionaire.

“Why would I want to do that?” You crossed your arms, letting the fur on the sleeves cross over the black of your suit.

“I’ll let you keep the painting of Pablo Kavici that you just stole. Clearly you want it bad enough, and I’ll replace it so there’s no one wanting your head on a stake.”

Your father really wanted that miniscule painting, and you had no intention of letting him down. If you declined this offer, it was certain that you wouldn’t walk away with it.

“Fine. Who am I going to be fighting?”

….

“You got it!” Your father inspected it under his microscope, allowing you to go to your room to change out of your suit. “It’s the real deal.”

“I have to go to Germany.” You told him. 

“Why in the world do you need to go there?” He seemed appalled by this. It was a deal you had made though, one that you couldn’t break. Stark was an especially powerful man.

“To fight the Avengers.”

…..

You got on the plane, and there was no other than Peter sat aboard. For security purposes, your father made you wear your suit. He didn’t want your identity getting out for obvious reasons.

“You’re Spiderman?” Your best friend was the hero that you had been fighting this entire time. It almost didn’t make sense, except it did. Peter would come to school with bruises on his face, he would be out late, and he was smart enough to make web shooters.

“Um... yes?” He seemed nervous. To be completely honest, he hadn’t bothered putting on his mask yet because he hadn’t thought that you’d actually show. He was hesitant to give you his name, but he decided to anyway, cursing himself for doing so after. “I’m Peter.”

“I didn’t ask for your name.” You stated, although you already knew it. You’re best friend and crush was Spiderman. You had been fighting Peter for months now, and you had had no clue! This was absolutely insane. How had you not known?

His friendliness seemed to dissipate, and it seemed he wanted to turn to ash from embarrassment. “We’re going up in the air.” Happy came in, informing you both. “When did you get here?” You had crept onto the private plan, and this made you smirk. Even Tony’s assistant seemed to be surprised at your presence.

…..

Peter didn’t take his eyes off you. It was like he was studying you. “Isn’t it uncomfortable being in that suit for a whole plane ride?”

“Are you asking me to take it off?” The only time you flirted with Peter was as Black Cat. It was too much of a risk to do so otherwise, you didn’t want to risk your friendship, although all this time you had been.

Spiderman became flustered, stuttering out a response. “No! I meant why don’t you just change into something else?” How stupid did he think you were?

“And risk you knowing who I am? No way.” If he knew then he’d be able to stop you, he could tell the police, and then you and your dad would be in the authorities’ hands.

But it was Peter. He was your friend. Would he do that to you?

“Why do you steal anyway?” He seemed genuinely intrigued, but he had no idea what was going on. You were kept in the shadow of it, but you knew how dangerous it was.