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The Cat's Meow (Cat!Loki x Reader) One ShotThe lean black cat trotted around the city proudly, his head held high.The Cat's Meow (Cat!Loki x Reader) One Shot by SnowyEvening
"If he thinks this will stop me-" His thoughts were interupted by a shop owner who kicked some snow at him. "Shoo! Shoo!"
Drenched in the cold wet substance, he hissed at the older woman. She slammed the door while he shook off some snow.
He looked up at the steel tower that soared into the grey sky and smirked. "Ah, there you are..." He thought sinisterly.
He walked up to the doorman and sat, staring at him.
"Move along cat." The man said.
The cat meowed.
"Open up the gates!" Loki meowed louder.
"Go on I said!" The doorman insisted.
"Do you know who I am peasant?! I am Loki, of Asgar-"
The man nudged the meowing cat away with his foot.
The cat looked frustrated and pounced on his shoe, biting it.
The man panicked and kicked his leg up high, his shoe flying off with Loki still attached, both of them landing in a pile of snow.
Loki growled and shook off the snow for the second time today.
"Now..." He thought nervous
I Do Not Love You (Loki x reader)It had been three years since Loki had confessed his love to you and showed SHIELD he meant no harm to the planet anymore. He was captured with his love for you and your love for him. No matter what he is or what he's done, you see past that and love him endlessly. The two of you had been dating for three years. Three years of pranking together, having special moments together, gazing at the stars, and visiting Asgard through the many secret paths Loki knew of. It was as if fate had brought the two of you together in a perfect match.I Do Not Love You (Loki x reader) by serenity-luvs-leo
Loki was currently seated on the couch in the living room of your's and his apartment reading Coriolanus... For the fifth time. Soft music played throughout the room causing Loki to look up from his book as he saw you saunter into the room with a bright smile on your face. He recognized the tune of the song but couldn't place his finger on the name of the song. You sat next to Loki and he set his tome to the side after marking the page.
~*I do not lo
Once Upon a Dream (Loki x Reader)Warning(s): NoneOnce Upon a Dream (Loki x Reader) by EntirelyBonkers
Title: Once Upon a Dream
Pairing: Loki Laufeyson x Reader
Word Count: 1,004
(A/N: This is based on the song Once Upon a Dream from Sleeping Beauty. [link] )
Loki stood outside the door that lead to your room, one of his eyebrows raised. There was music coming from your room and he could also hear your voice, muffled slightly by the door. He wasn't sure what you were doing in there but he was about to find out.
He slowly opened the door, glad that it didn't creak as it normally did. He peeked inside, his eyes widening slightly at what he saw. The sight that was happening in front of him could only be labeled as completely and utterly adorable.
You had wrapped yourself up in (f/c) sheet that you kept on your bed in case you got cold. You held one end up like you would with any long gown. The other arm you swung around as you sung to the song blasting from your stereo. He wasn't s
Stay the Night" Are you gonna stay the night?"Stay the Night by DarkPirateRule
The words both shocked and thrilled her... but more than either two of those emotions there was fear. So much fear. She flashed back through everything.
~~~~ She had made such a mess of things with him. For all her thousands of years and vast knowledge, one human comes along almost a hundred years ago and turns everything to dust. She met him and everything went to pot and all because she couldn't keep her shit together when she was around him. They were in love while he was still human and she was walking a fine line back then with him when she wanted, no, needed to be with him after she met him. His blood called to her back then and his scent was still just as intoxicating now, even without the promise and curse of fresh, hot blood pumping through his veins.
But she left him behind and he never knew it. Never knew her, nothing about her. The knowledge of her was kept from him because that's how she wanted it. She was poison and didn't want to do furth
Pre-Serum Stucky - Heat"Let's go see a film." Bucky said lazily, eyeing Steve from his place sprawled on the couch.Moonblaster13
Steve gave a non-committal grunt and wiped the back of his hand across his forehead. "Are you kidding? It's going to be even hotter in a crowded cinema." It was 95 degrees Fahrenheit in Brooklyn, in the first week of August and Steve was roasting. He and Bucky were already shirtless in his apartment in an attempt to cool off, but it didn't seem to be helping much. Steve had somehow sprawled himself on the arm chair, his right arm hanging over the right armrest, while his left arm rested on the back of the arm chair. His left leg dangled over the left armrest while his right leg was stretched out over the cushion with the heel of his foot on the floor. Bucky was positioned in a similar fashion on the couch.
The brunette sighed dramatically. "I'm practically dying." He drawled, rolling his head onto the armrest and giving Steve the most pitiful look he could muster.
"Of boredom or the heat?" Stev
Slow. Steve x Readerpeachkuma
For the first time in his life, Steve Rogers, a.k.a. Captain America, did not experience a hero's welcome from his two-year-long mission. Instead, he was baffled to see the supposed billionaire-philanthropist carrying a young, crying toddler in his arms and cradling a phone between his right shoulder and ear. An unusual sight to see in the Tower. Then again, the Tower itself attract many unusual things.
"Yeah, uh huh... no, this will be the last time I give you favors. Capsicle's back, too." Tony through a nod towards the flummoxed veteran before turning back to his call. "Uh, yeah... no, this is not a joke... like all the other times." He passed the cherubic child into Steve's arms, who almost missed the pass. Steve looked at Tony in bewilderment as the blonde tried to readjust this blue-eyed kiddie.
"I would love to stay and chat or watch things unfold but I gotta run. Something like a boring meeting about stockholders." Steve did not know if To
Laced Fingers. Bucky x Readerpeachkuma
"Thank you, Mr. James Barnes. I'm the person they sent to help you recover."
She entered that door with a warm look in her eyes despite the calmness in her tone. He didn't know S.H.I.E.L.D. had the capabilities of sending a doctor at his front door. But maybe it was Steve's idea to send her. And maybe it was also his idea to help Bucky to lift his self-esteem and his social skills.
Obviously, Bucky believes that his old pal is mocking him for sending, in what Bucky thinks, the absolute cutest and prettiest psychologist. If anything, his self-esteem only dropped more, finally achieving that realisation that he looked like a worthless piece of sea scum.
"If you're wondering, yes I am from S.H.I.E.L.D. and I was asked by Mr. Rogers or Steve. He really cares about you, Mr. Barnes."
She can read him. Points for her.
Bucky didn't say anything but offered her to sit down. She gave a thankful nod and proceeded
Bucky BarnesxReader ~It's Gonna Be a Long Night~HYBRiD-eMPReSS
Not everyone was best friends with a highly trained and super deadly Super Soldier named Bucky Barnes. So naturally, not everyone had to deal with the crazy shenanigans that you did every day. The shenanigans that you had to put up with tonight were more frightening than usual, though, it all ended in a good way for both of you.
It was way late at night (or early in the morning, I should say), around one o'clock in the morning. Being a highly trained assassin, Bucky didn't make a lot of noise when coming into your apartment that night. In fact, he didn't make any noise at all. He managed to climb up the ladder on the side of the building and make it to your balcony with no effort at all. After that, he was somehow able to unlock the door to your balcony, slide the door open, and climb inside your apartment without any trouble. He slid the balcony door shut and walked towards your bedroom silently.
The door to your bedroom had been closed, but B
New Skin - Bucky x Readercassylovespink
Bright and sunny was the afternoon in which the Avengers enjoyed a walk in Central Park.
The grass was green and the sun a cool yellow from behind the clouds. Blue sky peeked through the puffy whiteness and you couldn't feel any happier.
Interlacing your fingers with Bucky, you gazed up to his azure eyes.
"What?" He asked.
"Its just...It feels so peaceful" You never felt so content. 'Almost as if this were a dream'
Bucky turned to you serious, "That's because it is a dream"
"Bucky?" you gasped as he pulled out a gun and shot; the bullet heading straight to your forehead.
"What?!" You yelled coming out of your sleep panicked.
Breathing heavily you had to take a full minute to calm down. The dream felt so real.
Hand swiping at your forehead you surveyed your hand to find it wet. "I guess I broke out in a cold sweat" you muttered.
Recalling the dream, you shuttered. The dream held a part of a memory you had when you extracted the Winter Soldier from hiding.
Embarrassing Photograph -Bucky x Readercassylovespink
A fitted shirt was quickly put on.
Tight yoga pants hugged your curves nicely.
But more importantly you grabbed your iPod and stuck both earbuds in.
You gave a satisfied sigh, “Time for my jog!” You look outside the window to see the sun rising up over the horizon.
Taking a moment for yourself, the watched the sun steadily grow from a soft glowing orange to a ball of outreaching yellow. It graced itself up into the sky as if it owned it but yet still somehow free. You touched the window longingly.
‘I wonder what it would be like to be that free?’ A brief flash of anger filled your mind. You hadn’t wanted to become an Avenger. In fact you were forced to. Fury was overtly interested in your talent and powers that he wouldn’t take no for an answer.
Your fist clenched and the window you were touching vibrated. You kept making it vibrate until a hairline crack formed in front of your fist. You stopped before shaking your head. “I don’t
You once asked a question
But you asked it in jest
So I was was too shy to tell you
a pair of swallows, you and i.it starts quietly but confidently withemster85
and popcorn turntables.
it ends with a kindling warmth, and
a lighthouse glow.
tempered by the wings of a swallow.
Contemplating MarriageWhy do I want to marry him?NakedLobster0413
I love him with all my heart.
We work so well together. We make a great team.
He makes me feel better.
He makes me want to be a better person.
I want to spend every day of the rest of my life with him.
I want to have his babies and learn to raise a family with him.
I want to heal his hurts the way he heals mine.
I want to be the one he comes to with his problems.
I want to share my problems with him.
Because I’ve grown so much with him in the past two years and learned so much from him, and I want to keep growing and learning beside him. I want to deepen our relationship, take a chance and rely on nothing but hope, hard work, and our mutual bond to see us through. I want the adventure and romance that is marriage. I want the stress and pain, too. I want it all, damn it! I WANT IT WITH HIM!
What’s so wrong with that?!
Does he feel the same way?
Does he see marriage as a prison?
Does he think I will change and become a horrible person?
i.i think, therefore i amPsykhed
are people not people?
they seem to me as art;
some shoddily crafted,
gone to the wayside, some
with pygmalian skill.
ars adeo latet
arte sua. others,
unwelcome relics of
i wish to see an art,
ulysses, so witty,
once in a lifetime, a
lizzy bennet in our
brave new world.
resurgencelet's make small talk,Lissomer
six month silence swelling;
sticking inside our throats,
filling the space between us.
let's make small talk
and skirt furtive eyes around
the absence we never quite
accustomed ourselves to.
this is easy,
but then it's always been
we move lightly,
an oh-so similar
let's make small talk,
stumble on faux pas promises
and the intimacy between two
who are no longer intimate.
orbiting the past,
we dance in words.
Loki x Reader x Thor |Not Over Yet|Emma-Rosse
“She belongs to me!”
“She belongs to no one. ...Except for me.”
“You’re being impossible!”
“You started it! Why won’t you just let me love her instead of you?!”
“Because you don’t deserve someone as perfect as her!”
“Oh, and you do??”
The fighting continued on and on like this since (Name) had left to apparently go have breakfast with an Egg’s Benedict that had somehow called her phone a couple weeks earlier. Since the idea was incredibly ridiculous (to (Name), at least), so she had laughed it off, never answering their questions about all the dates she was going on. She’d gone out for this breakfast over seven times that month!
And Loki wasn’t entirely sure, but he suspected she was meeting with someone. Of course, the only thing she talked about when she came home was “Benedict this” and “Benedict that
Triangle (TonyxReaderxSteve)Requested by :iconTarnisis:TonyStarks-Girl
I can already tell this is going to give me hell…
"Goodnight guys." You said sweetly.
"Night!" Tony and Steve said in unison, glaring at each other afterwards.
You went to the elevator and rolled your eyes in the process. This was getting out of hand, fast. For two months they fought over you, breaking their friendship down in the process. You really couldn't believe that either one of them were into you, so when approached by both you were overwhelmed.
You liked them both platonically, that much was for sure. They were both handsome in there own ways, one had certain assets the other didn't, and they were the exact opposite.
If you were anyone else you'd look at the situation simply and say, "Pick the one that you have more of a connection with."
But that was kind of hard when you connected with both very easily.
You and Tony joked around a lot and your sense of humor and tastes in music were the same. You took interest in his work and found Iron
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Knock, Knock. Come inside, Cross your Heart and Live to Die....
This is not outta the blue! It's smack dab in the middle of the blue!
People say writing is 10 percent inspiration and 90 percent perspiration. This is nonsense -- It's pretty much 100 percent caffeine..... At least in my case.
I quit coffee for a while, which is BIG news. But then I replaced it with about twenty-seven cups of green tea per day. (Probably making the whole quitting-coffee thing moot.)
So while I may have switched seats, I'm still drowning ( although vivacious and alert ) in a sea of stimulant.
I think that if you give someone your word, you should be able to stand on it just as solid as ground. And that if you can't keep it, warn me before you break it.
Because it hurts to fall from a height so high....
Little bits of Wisdom....
One's mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains it's original dimensions.
Let go of the past and go for the future. Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you imagined.
Keep your eyes on the Stars and your feet on the Ground.
Destiny is not a matter chance, it is a matter of choice.
Don't be afraid to be Different.
There is no such thing as limits to growth, because there are no limits to the human capacity for intelligence, imagination, and wonder.
To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.
Perfectly amazing You.
Not wasting your time trying to be somebody else.
Taking the time to discover who You really are.
Learning to Love your authentic Self.
You. Are. Remarkable.
" Call it a Clan, Call it a Pack, Call it a Network, Call it a Tribe, Call it a Family. Whatever you call it, Whoever you are, You need one."
Life is not a matter of holding good cards,
But making the most of the cards you're dealt.
There's a fine line between wrong and visionary. Unfortunately, you have to be a visionary to see it.
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God loves you, And I'm trying to....
Even when you're in the middle of nowhere, cling to the edge of somewhere.
I know why the Joker looks likes he does....
..........Because Adele set fire to the rain!
Things age, grow old and die,
That's the circle of life.
But some things stay with us,
Some things never die...
Love and Music live on... Forever.
Stay with me... Forever and Always.
✔ Mentally dating characters that don't actually exist
❒ Taken. ❒ Single. ✔ FOREVER ALONE.
Favourite genre of music: Any
MP3 player of choice: Zune
Personal Quote: " If I cannot move Heaven, I will raise Hell."
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