Dick Figures rule!!
Just Fluffy [Neko!Levi x Reader] [AU]
“Levi,” the threatening muffled voice emitted from the depths of the covers. “GET. OFF.”
Little paws sunk into your shoulder as your stupid, devil kitten stomped over you. “No, feed me, bitch.”
You buried your face into your pillow. “I stayed up late studying. Let me sleep.”
The tiny bundle slid down your arm and landed right next to your head. “I’m hungry. Feed me, bitch.”
You groaned. It was completely pointless arguing with the twerp anyway. He wouldn’t stop until he got his way. And just as you expected, he began batting the top of your head.
Again...and again...and again....and....again.
“Feed me, stupid,” he grumbled.
With a growl, you flipped over the covers knocking Levi over on the bed. He grunted as he fell on his back, paws up, exposing his round belly. Sighing, rubbing the sleep from your eyes and working your way out of the fog of drowsiness, you glanced down at your pet. As you notic
Beaten (Quicksilver X Reader) One-Shot
You were about to sit down when you felt a soft breeze. Your brain worked quick, but your body wasn't fast enough. One second the chair was there, on the next it was gone. You tried to react, but to no avail since you ended up on the floor.
"Pietro!" You yelled when the laughter began. Luckily there weren't many people watching your misfortune, only Kitty, Bobby and Kurt were on the same room as you. "I'll kill that bastard!"
"Don't get so worked up because of it." Bobby said, leaning to help you to stand, but yelping and jumping up before you could reach his hand. Quicksilver had just pulled his boxers up.
Kitty and Kurt had another fit of laughter. You giggled soflty, getting up by yourself. Bobby glared at his surroundings obviously searching for the silver haired boy who had just pranked him.
"Don't get so worked up because of it." You mimicked his tone, smirking.
"Oh, God! Stop it!" Kitty pleaded, holding her own stomach in an attempt to stop the ache of laughing so much. You roll
Not Dead (Gabrielxreader)“(y/n) wait!” Sam yelled but you didn’t stop. You just kept running into the hotel forcing Sam and Dean to follow. You knew what that white flash of light meant but you didn’t want to believe it. There was a small part of your mind that kept trying to convince you that he was still alive and that light hadn’t come from him.
When you made it into the room any scrap of hope left you. Gabriel laid lifeless in the center of the room, the image of his wings burned into the floor. You walked over to sit beside him and brought his head onto your lap.
“Gabriel you idiot,” you whispered as you ran your hands through his hair. The shock wouldn’t let you cry or calm your shaking hands. All you could do was look down at your angel with a blank expression. Sam and Dean made their way towards you and kept trying to get you to talk to them but you couldn’t focus on what they were saying. Their words just echoed in your head not making any se
In The Shower (BrucexReader) One-ShotMusic echoed throughout the bathroom along with the sound of running shower water. Bruce opened the door quietly, stripping himself of his clothes as to not alert you of his presence. Thankfully the music covered up the sound of him opening the shower curtains. He got one foot in but then he saw you dancing in the shower to the beat of the music and he couldn’t help but stare.
“What...are you doing?” he asked bluntly.
“Ah!” you yelped.
You spun around scared, throwing a bar of soap at what you thought was some intrusive pervert. But it only turned out to be your boyfriend. You gasped, hands quickly checking Bruce’s face to see if he had gotten hurt badly. He was fine but got some soap in his eyes. He fully stepped into the shower, and then washed the soap out of his eyes.
“Sorry about that,” you murmured. “You okay though?”
“Yeah just fine,” he nodded. “But were you seriously dancing before?”
Sex Ed (AvengersxReader) One-Shot When Director Fury insisted that Steve take a sex ed class so that he could be more informed about how sex had changed over the past sixty years, Steve felt like the awkward teenager he was many, many years ago. A lump formed in his throat and his palms began to sweat. Thankfully Phil had opted out on that mission on teaching Rogers new things about the world. That would have been quite awkward.
But it had turned out to be far more worse for Steve.
Fury had asked the Avengers team to help him out. After the incident with Thor in Asgard with Loki dying, and after the Winter Soldier incident, Fury realized that it was time to get Steve, “more exposed to the world.” He didn’t know what that meant and he was too scared to find out. What was even scarier was that the Avengers never organized a meeting on when his sex ed class would start. They all had agreed without him that it would start when he least expect it to make it less awkward.
So while Steve sat on the couch and
I Don't Like Green Food (winchestersxreader)Summary: Sam gets healthy food for everyone and it doesn't end very well.
“Dean don’t. You always lose.”
“(y/n) don’t worry. I got this.”
“Alright just so were clear,” Sam said. “Whoever wins get’s to choose dinner. I win, we get salads. Dean wins, we get cheesy triangles of grease and fat.”
“Hey Winchester,” you said. “I may eat more pizza than most people do in their lifetime, but I can still run faster than you.”
“That was one time!” Sam exclaimed. “And the wind was blowing against me and my knee was banged up from the day before and-”
“Sounds like a lot of excuses to me, Sammy,” Dean scoffed.
“Well it doesn’t matter because I’m gonna win like I always do. Let’s go. (y/n) call it.”
“Uggh,” you sighed. “Okay ready? Rock, paper, scissors shoot!” Dean played scissors, like he always does, and Sa
Markiplier x Short!Reader: I Love Short People! Short.
Or at least short enough to have everyone else tower over you.
I mean, yeah, five foot two and a half isn't really that bad, but come on, you're 24. Shouldn't you have grown more or something?
That's what was going through your head at Gamestop right now.
Even the second shelf was barely level with you.
You heard the doorbell chime as someone walked into the store. Just one normal sized, completely perfect person. They walked towards you, then behind the counter. They just work there, then. You sighed.
The game you wanted just had to be on the higher shelf. You couldn't even dream of reaching up that high.
The problem with being as short at you are was that you were a little self-conscious of being short. You couldn't reach certain things, and some other taller people looked down on you. Like a child.
Sugar Fix (SPNxReader)“Cas do you hear that?”
“Hear what (y/n)?” He asked as he watched you leaning against the vending machine, stroking the glass.
“That Rice Krispie treat, it’s calling my name,” you said staring down at the shiny blue packaging. Cas tilted his head to the side, confused at your words. He was very relieved when Dean walked by on his way to the Impala.
“Dean, I believe something is wrong with (y/n). She claims that that snack is attempting to converse with her.” Dean just laughed and reached into his pocket for his wallet.
“She’s just hungry and needs her sugar fix. Which one do you want (y/n)?”
“That chocolate Rice Krispie right there,” you said staring hungrily at the bar. Before Dean could put the dollar in the machine there was a fluttering of wings behind you.
“I hear someone’s in need of a sugar fix?”
“Gabriel!” you exclaimed running to give him a hug.
Idiot Dork (Hiccup X Reader)
(Note: This first part of this is set in the first film, then the rest is the second film. Enjoy~~)
You were sat in the weapon workshop watching the vikings poor attempts to slay the dragons. You listened to their cries of anger as they ran towards a dragon. You sighed.
To be honest, fighting dragons was pretty stupid.
"C'mon (Name), you gotta help Hiccup over here!" Gobber's voice yelled at you. Groaning, you stood up and walked over to the boy. He was short, scrawny, compared to you, you actually looked quite bulky despite you were the weakest girl in the village. You two were the outcasts - Astrid would never stop picking on you, as well as Hiccup. But you didn't get along well with Hiccup. Or that's what you thought.
"Are we sharpening more swords today?" You asked with a dull voice.
"Yes, good guess! How did you know?" Gobber said with a grin as he started piling you and Hiccup with dented and broken swords.
"Because we've been doing that for the past four days." You said as you c