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New Year's Eve [Steve Rogers x reader]
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This is the New Year's Eve special. I hope you guys enjoy it. This story is both a female reader-insert and male reader-insert. As always, I don't own anything related to Marvel.
Labeled mature for use of alcohol, but my persons over the age of 21.
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