I Need Another! -Thor x ReaderI Need Another! -Thor x Reader by cassylovespink
You chomped on your lip from frustration.
However you proved to have bit it too hard when you tasted blood in your mouth.
Grabbing a tissue from your nightstand you then looked back to the card in your hand. There in as plain as day were the words that didn’t allow you not even three hours of sleep:
“Nice trick _______. See you tomorrow. Prom date”
Not being able to take the frustration anymore, you left the card on your bed and headed to the kitchen.
Taking an orange from the counter, you happily peeled and chewed on it. Meanwhile Natasha walked in the room with a card in her hand. She said, “I am guessing that this little fella kept you up?”
She expertly threw the card on the counter and it lightly tapped your hand.
You rose your eyebrow, “You went in my room?”
Nat shrugged, “I couldn’t find you in your room so when I saw the card I took it”
You sighed, “Nat that stupid card is the reas
Please, Just Hold Me (Loki x Reader)"Loki..." You murmured, hugging the pillow like a surrogate teddy bear. "Please."Please, Just Hold Me (Loki x Reader) by Numbuh1000
The room changed. At least the air did. You could feel him now, his heavy presence permeating the darkness. A warm hand pressed into your back, soothing your aching body for a moment. You laid still among your bedsheets, waiting for him to crawl in after you. Loki still hovered over your being, looking concerned under a thick mask of arrogance.
"You called?" He tilted his head, rounding the room so he could face your tear filled eyes. "My love, who has hurt you?"
You tried to answer before choking back a sob, dissolving into a deeper sadness. Trying to say it aloud made the pain sharper.
"Tell me his name. Tell me so I can cut his mortal string short. I'll make him feel a pain much worse than yours." Loki spoke through gritted teeth.
"Don't." You whispered with a crack in your voice. "Could you, I, I just need you to hold me."
He finally got into the bed, his armor disappearing out of necessity. He
8. I Hate PocketsI was happily walking down the hallway without a care in the world when a strange pair of shoes appeared in front of me. They were men’s shoes, so that discarded Natasha (unless she was under cover, but why would she be under cover in the Tower?), too Earth like to be of Loki or Thor, not-so expensive to be of Tony, and definitely not Bruce’s, Steve’s or Clint’s style.8. I Hate Pockets by Heroofthe13thDay
“Oh, I give up. Who are you?” I shouted to the mysterious shoes.
The owner of the shoes must not have noticed me before because he gasped. I tried to look up at him but my neck hurt from bending so I would have to wait to know how he looked like.
Thankfully, the wait wasn’t for long because the guy crouched down to see me and I saw him better. He looked to be a balding middle aged man in a suit and looked quite badass from my first impression of him.
“I’m Phil Coulson and who are you? Or better yet, what are you?”
Again with the damn question. Couldn’t peo
Erik x Reader. One-Shot Request.For :iconDixonVixon:Erik x Reader. One-Shot Request. by sapphirebDAWG
The rain hammered down on you as you ran through the empty streets. They were coming.
Coming after you.
You ran as fast as your feet could carry you. Around every twist and turn, across every street but they were still on your tail.
Humans were never fond of your race, that was something you had accepted. After a little...okay BIG accident at your old school everyone had found out that you were one of them. That you were a mutant.
Your explosive abilities often became to much for you to control and when you kept them bottled up too long you would eventually burst. That's how you got kicked out of your old school, that's why you were alone, that's why you were being hunted...
Suddenly you skidded to a stop. While lost in your thoughts you had ran into a dead end and you were now trapped.
"There she is!"
"We've got her!" The humans yelled as they closed in around you.
"Please! I didn't mean to hurt anyone! It was an accident I swear!" You pleaded.
"Yeah right mutant!
Steve x Reader. One-shot request.For :iconpurplemonkey16:Steve x Reader. One-shot request. by sapphirebDAWG
It was a warm sunny summers day at Malibu. The avengers and (y/n) were enjoying some peaceful beach time trying to beat the summer heat. Tony had rented the beach for the day, so it was only the few of you on it.
"Hey Clint pass the ball!" You yelled as you ran towards the water edge where Clint, Steve and Natasha were playing with the ball. Clint ran out of the water and tossed you the ball.
"Who's up for some volleyball?!?!?!" Clint yelled. Everyone gathered at the net that Thor and Tony had just finished setting up.
"Two teams! I'm captain!" Tony yelled.
"Me too!" Clint called.
"I'll be ref!" Bruce said.
"Okay. Ima pick Thor, Loki and (y/n)!"
"I get Steve, Bucky and Natasha!"
"Okay! Let the game...commence!!!" Bruce tossed the ball to team Tony, who hit over to team Clint.
After around..two minutes of playing Tony and Clint were acting
What Could Be BuckyxReaderWhat Could Be BuckyxReaderWhat Could Be BuckyxReader by scottishdraka
James Buchanan “Bucky” Barnes.
You stared at the old army picture of Steve Rogers’ best friend and tried your best to commit the contours of Barnes’ face to your memory.
You were a middle ranking S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and you had been assigned to ease Bucky’s transition into modern society.
In other words, you were a glorified babysitter for the infamous Winter Soldier. And naturally, you were freaking out about it.
“What if he hates me?” You whispered to your friend and mentor, Natasha Romanoff.
“Even if he does hate you, he’s going to have to deal with it. Neither of you have a choice in the matter so why not make the best of it?”
“You suck at this whole comforting friends thing.” You said. Natasha smiled.
“Well, I’m not used to having friends.”
A knock at the door of the small conference room urged you and Natasha to stand. The door was opened by a grinning Stev
Project: FEM - She-Hulk (BrucexReader)Something is wrong….Why can’t I open my eyes?Project: FEM - She-Hulk (BrucexReader) by PhoenixAngel7
“Doctor, she’s barely responsive!”
Who are they talking about…?
“She’s lost a lot of blood. Do we have anyone who is willing to perform a blood transfusion?”
Your eyelids felt heavy and you felt a piercing pain in your stomach. Your lips were dry and cracked, your throat was worse and your entire body felt like there was an immense weight on it. Just lifting up your fingers caused great pain. You searched throughout your memories to try and figure out what had happened. The harder you thought, the more your brain hurt. Not being able to open your eyes was starting to terrify you.
Your hearing wasn’t all too good but you heard a faint beeping noise with beeps that were becoming very frequent with each passing second.
“Wait!” you heard someone familiar yell. “(Name) and I have the same blood type! Let me do a blood transfusion.”
“Who are yo