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Get Loki (LokixReader) One-Shot"We've come too far to give up who we are," You sang, moving your hips to the sound of the music.
You were in the kitchen, preparing dinner so that it could be ready by the time your husband got home. Playing music was something you always did when you cooked. It made cooking more fun and you could swear that the food you made tasted better. You took out a soup and tasted the sauce you were making for the spaghetti and it was close to perfection.
"So let's raise the bar, and our cups to the stars~!" You tried to match Pharrell Williams vocals. You did mini fist bumps in the air, completely lost in your music. When the main chorus was about to start, you smiled since you were going to change some of the lyrics around.
"He's up all night till the sun,
I'm up all night to get some.
He's up all night for good fun,
I'm up all night to get Loki."
You giggled to yourself thinking that if Loki heard you singing now, it would be rather embarrassing. He had heard you sing before but
We Wish You A Minion Christmas LokixReader OneShot"STEVE!" You screamed when you looked outside the window.
"I'm right here," The other Steve said very confused when he popped his head in the doorway. "You wouldn't happen to see Caiden, James, or Ava have you?"
"Not you, Steve!" You chided him. "The other Steve! You know, the tiny adorable yellow creature?"
"Riiiiight," The human Steve nodded. "What about him? And again, where are my kids?"
You grabbed his wrists and dragged him to the window. His jaw dropped when he saw the minion Steve, his children, and your child using his shield as a sled.
"YAHOOO!!" The five of them shouted when they plummeted down the large hill.
The two of you ran outside to make sure that neither of your children got hurt. You weren't that worried about the minion since minions were usually indestructible. Sure they got hurt and all but they could handle it. Besides, what mother wouldn't only just care about the safety of their child? Once the two of you made it outside, they had ma
Like A Boss (StevexReader) One-Shot"Hey Steve can I play with your shield?" You asked with puppy dog eyes.
"No," Steve shot you down immediately. "Last time I let you play with it, you crashed through the window from sledding with it."
"That was like one time," You huffed, a pout now on your lips. "Come on, pleaaaseeee?"
"No (Name)," Steve sighed. He ruffled your hair, making you feel like a little kid. "I don't want you to get hurt, okay?"
"Fine but mark my words Steve, I will get that shield one way or another!" You shouted before marching off to god knows where.
Steve could only watch as you left, wondering how the hell the two of you even managed to become a thing. He smiled to himself thinking that it didn't matter how but the fact that the two of you were together now.
You were sitting in the lab with Tony and Bruce who were working away. In reality, it was Bruce who was busy working while Tony merely ate blueberries and talked to you about what they should do for your birthday. They w
It's Called 'J-Pop' (StevexReader) One-Shot"Pon pon, way, way, way," You sang along with the Japanese female singer known as Kyary Pamyu Pamyu.
Her adorable voice blasted through the speakers as you danced in the kitchen while making yourself a sandwich and pouring yourself a drink. The bread had just popped out of the toaster, making it toast now. You placed the toast on the plate before stacking it up with all your favorite sandwich ingredients.
"What is that?" Asked a very confused super soldier as he entered the kitchen. He looked at the stereo very confused and actually had the nerve to turn the volume down.
You walked over to the stereo and slapped his hand lightly before turning the volume back up. He tried to turn the volume back down but decided against it when he saw your cold, hard gaze on him. With a sigh, he moved away from the speakers and went to the other side of the kitchen.
"What language is this?"
"It's Japanese," You answered while sitting down on the kitchen table. He sat down
Drabble 5: Words (Supernatural x Child!Reader)
The radio resting on the open windowsill begins to sing its newest tune—your favorite song—and quickly you hop down from your chair, abandoning the bowl of cereal in pursuit of Castiel. You find the angel sitting on the porch and eager you tug at the collar of his coat.
“It’s on! It’s on!” you chant frivolously as you bounce excitedly in place, hands still at the collar of the trench coat.
“What is?” he inquires, head titled slightly to the side in apparent perplexity.
“My song! My song! My song is on!” you exclaim moving down a few steps to stand in front him, rocking gently in place with a grin.
Castiel looks to the open window across the way, silently listening as the melody floated about on the air. You again attempt to urge him to his feet and wordlessly the angel abides. With your hands in his, you proceed to drag him to area of the porch closest to the radio, jumping in place and swaying as you attempted to dance to the
Sollux x Reader: Pants less(A/N in the story you're kind of a handful and like being pants less A LOT)
"Y/N PUT THOME PANTH ON!" Sollux yelled as you laid on the couch in just a shirt and underwear, you shot him a glare. "You're my matesprite, and no one else is over hence I will be pantsless~" You giggled as you watch him get a slight yellow blush cross his face. "L-leatht get a long thirt..." He mumbled before walking out of the room, you smiled as you closed your eyes and fell asleep.
"Solbro why doesn't sis/bro have some motherfucking pants on?" Gamzee asked as he walked into the living room, "GamGam!" You chirped getting off the couch, "Y/N WHAT DID I THAY?!" Sollux yelled facepalming as Gamzee took of his shirt and handed it to you, "there you go sis/bro, honk." You quickly took off your shirt and took the one Gamzee handed you, "thanks Gam, you're the best moirail ever!" You giggled hugging him, Sollux
A strange cafe - Panther
A strange Café. - Panther
Waiter!Hetalia x reader
By the dyslexic Author
I spy with my little eye a panther in pink, the logo stood out from the other logos that were all black.
It takes me nothing but a second to decide on the pink panther, the manager seem to chock on invisible water as he stuttering speaks into the mic "Al…..Jones…. t-t-the pink pa-" "AAAW YEAH!" someone screams from behind the door the spotlights turn to, the manage takes a few steps back, in fact he hides behind a few of the tables, just as the door is slammed open and the pink panther theme starts playing in the café.
Walking in a pink suit that was clearly to snug for him, a tanned guy swinging a pink tail in one arm, and a walking cane in the other steps in, the black apron hangs on his hips with the imprint N.Y <3 on.
"Sup Ladies! I heard someone was looking for some" he rips the left sleeve of his shirt as he cont
Italy x Reader - Wait...............NO PASTA!?You skipped over to the Vargas' household. You had gotten an odd phone call from Feli, one of your best friends. He had asked you to come over and cook him something to eat. You were confused on why Lovi, your other best friend and Feli's twin brother, hadn't cooked him anything, or why Feli hadn't cooked anything himself. You rang their doorbell and a white face Lovino opened the door frantically.
"_____!! Thank god you are here!! Something is terribly wrong with Feliciano!!" he cried worriedly. You shushed him and asked what was wrong.
"What's wrong?! WHAT'S WRONG!? What's wrong is that Feli didn't ask me to cook him pasta when he was hungry!" you gasped at what Lovi revealed.
"What did he ask for?" you asked cautiously. Lovi's face fell.
"H-he a-asked f-for a p-pa-panini!!" he cried and burst into tears.
"_____, I don't know what's wrong with him!! He doesn't act sick, he acts normal, except for his taste in food!!" he sobbed.
Problem. Solved.- GermanyxReaderxAustria (Drabble)“German!”
“(Y/n)!” both yelled at the same time.
“Hm?” the young woman looked up from her book to observe the two bickering nations.
“Ludwig van Beethoven, German or Austrian?” Austria asked and stared at her intently just as Germany did the same.
“Dutch,” (Y/n) replied curtly, closing her book.
“WAS?!” both men said in shock.
“Ever looked at his name? “van Beethoven”? Never looked all that German to me. And don’t you say you don’t speak German, Austria, ‘cause you do.”
“Wha- I-,” he couldn’t make a sound.
“Well, got to go, friends are waiting outside, see ya.”
And with that (Y/n) left, leaving both Ludwig and Roderich flabbergasted and silent.
“Oh, by the way,” (Y/n)’s head poked back in to see both men sitting silently in each thei
Red Letter Day - Prologue
So here I am, writing.
I’m writing, I’m writing – just as you told me to.
I’m writing, I’m writing, I’m writing.
Have you ever noticed that when the sun goes down, this flat changes? It does. The walls are white during the day and lingering brown at night. During the day, I’m with you and the light from outside paints the walls that heavenly color. But when that sun goes down, the demons wake and I’m alone again, even though you’re just a room away.
Somehow it seems less threatening tonight, and I think it’s because you’ve given me an assignment to try and fight off the darkness. You gave me a stack of papers and a pen and told me to write everything that comes to mind.
It’s a strange feeling to have complete freedom. These empty pages are mine to do whatever I please – I could even wipe my ass with them – but they’re also terribly intimidating. The blank page has always been a nemesis of man. It&
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