The Avengers x Reader Inserts

salute | steve rogers

a/n: a short drabble from my Tumblr imagines.

summary: being a vigilante and showing up during the Battle of New York. 

word count: 290

As you scowered over the streets for the group of superheroes who were making their way through the chaos, you spotted the patriotic uniform of Captain Amercia himself as he fought tooth and nail with a large group of Chitari. As he focused on the crowd of aliens in front of him, he failed to note the one closing in behind him from a few yards away, weapon charging and aimed for his back.

You quickly scaled over rubble and onto the hood of a vehicle, poising your gun with efficient haste. As you pulled down on the trigger, the bullet sliced through the dust in the air, meeting it's mark in a mere flash. The alien collapsed in a fit of gargling squeels, yanking the Captain's attention away from his last punch and to the heap of a corpse lying on the ground by his feet. 

When he looked up, he had expected to see Natasha, but was rather surprised to lock eyes with someone he'd never seen before, let alone met. The smoke was rolling out of the barrel of your gun, your chest heaving from the quick exertion you had used to save his life. You lowered your weapon, waiting for his next move. 

With an exhausted posture, he merely raised his hand to his brow, offering you a salute in thanks. You nodded to him and put on your best smile, although you doubted even the prettiest smile could make the bloodied cuts and scrapes on your face look friendly. With a hop off of the car, you plant your feet in the crushed concrete, lurching yourself forward and running towards the sounds of the nearest explosions. 

You had a city to save; introductions could wait.