steve roger x reader oneshots (requests open!!!)

Biggest Fan - smut

"yes, we've been here a moment, if you'd show up on time" fury snapped

"i was setting up y/n's room, thank you very much" he turned, walking towards the couch and dropping down. steve rolled his eyes at the bickering, clearly not too invested

"anyways. everyone, this is y/n l/n. i trust stark debriefed you?" tony nodded "good. she's joining. she reached out to me, unsure what to so with these powers. so here she is. she'll be working with you all, i trust you can all help her train?"

"i can help you with your powers" wanda chimed in, earning a grateful smile from you

"and i can help with fighting skills" natasha added, earning a firm nod from fury

"alright good. stark you said you have a room available for her? her luggage is downstairs is there anyone who can get that?" fury sounded tired, annoyed

"i'll get happy, one moment" he pulled out his phone, dialling up the forehead of security who answered fast

"anything you'd like to add y/n?" fury gave you the floor

"uh, not really. nice to meet you all" you smiled. steves ears perked up as you spoke. he recognised that voice anywhere

'god captain, you're making me feel so good'

he stood up fast, his eyes avoiding the rest

"you alright cap?" natasha asked, everyone's eyes on him

"fine. i need to get something" he walked at a fast pace to his room, everyone thought nothing of it

"i can show you your room" natasha offered, you nodded eagerly, following the redhead.

as she lead you there, steve sat on his bed, door closed and locked as he opened his laptop. he opened an incognito tab once more, typing in the web address and searching for her name. he found it, but there was no longer any content, just a simple note

'thank you to everyone who has supported me recently. i used this to make ends meet, i now have a new, more stable living situation. i'll never forget you guys <3 -y/n'

he let out a shaky breath, closing the tab and opening his email, finding the custom video he had watched so many times. he turned the volume down, pressing play on the video. as she spoke, he heard the voice once again, purring in his ear.

you were Miss y/n.

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you weren't an idiot, you could tell you weren't exactly welcomed there. whether it was the passive aggressive, seemingly joking, remarks from tony. maybe it was cold shoulder from your captain, the way he avoided you for absolutely no reason.

you were in the gym, yet again. you had to focus on upper body strength. stamina you were fine, you could run as long as you'd like with out feeling too winded. but you just couldn't throw a good punch

you steadied the bag in front of you, raising your fists to your chest before thrusting forward, hitting the bag in the centre

you rolled your shoulders back, using your non dominant hand to hit it again, and again, and again. you kept going, each hit harder than the last as you tried your hardest to let out your frustrations, to no avail

you weren't entirely unwelcome at least. natasha treated you well, and not like a lost puppy. bucky as well. he seemed to take a liking to you, giving you tips on your stance and form whenever he ran into you mid session. it was nice, comforting. 

after a bit your knuckles began to hurt, you took a moment, shaking them off before unwrapping them. you let out a sigh as you wrapped up the bandage and threw it in your bag.