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Trapped My heart pounded in my chest, that was just too close to call. I watched as a group of guards raced by. I glanced down at the two loafs of bread I stole from the bakery. I leaned against the brick wall, the moonlight gave me light to see but enough to edge along the wall unseen. Being outside this late was dangerous, not just because of the creatures that lurk around but because of the guards. Dressed in white suits and carrying various weapons. Most have a gun and a long pole, wearing helmets that covered their entire head. Smart but the black screen around the middle area of the helmet made it easier to catch even the slightest movement.
I'm Alisia by the way, a member of the Slaton City. I'm in the lower class of the city, so life was rougher but one get's used to it. I crept along the dark alleyways, the streets were empty and silent. I shoved the bread into a small messenger bag. Light poles flickered as I walked. I walked past large skyscr
Movie Night (AvengersxReader)“Tony are you sure we should go the movies?” you asked cautiously. “I mean, you being a billionaire and all, we could have just watched something at your home theater.”
“Yeah but it’s not the same,” he huffed, buying the tickets for everybody.
Tonight was movie night with all the Avengers including Loki. Usually all of you just watch a random movie picked out from Stark’s huge movie library and just pop it in the DVD player, kicking back at the large couch. However tonight Tony insisted that everyone get off their lazy asses and head to a movie theater. Why? The man just liked to be unpredictable, you assumed.
Currently, everyone was on edge. Natasha seemed to be relaxed but you just knew that she was just waiting for Tony or someone else to do something stupid, thus ending the night as a disaster. Bruce was trying to keep to himself mostly by ignoring any fans that whispered about him when they passed by. He tried not to stand out. You k
Mutti's Birthday (2P!Germany x Mutti!Reader)_______________ woke up that morning. She looked to the right and saw that Lutz wasn’t there. She looked puzzled as she freshened up and went downstairs. The whole house was still. Too still…she sighed and went into the kitchen. There she was greeted to the most chaotic sight she’s seen this year…her whole kitchen was covered in smoke and flour. Tom was on the ground with a bowl of batter on his head. Franz and Gilbert were fighting something that oozing from the oven.
“It’s still growing!” cried Franz pounding it with a rolling pin.
“Keep beating it!” Gilbert was hitting it with a frying pan. Lutz was juggling eggs while trying to put them in the pan while and trying to avoid Tom, who managed to get up, grabbed some oven mitts and brought the pan to his Vati. Germania was in the corner looking on and then placed his head in his hands and sighed.
“What’s going on in here?!” they stopped and looked up.
Pervert! America X reader
Perv America x reader
It was SUPER hot on that day - and I mean SUPER ULTRA HOT. Anyway, I had invited (name) to spend a day at my house for a movie marathon. Even though, that's not what I had planned.
Because I'm awesome, I repaired my A.C, stocked up on ice lollies and got into my USA printed trunks.
She thought we were just hanging out but I had a tiny bikini I wanted her to wear when she forgot hers. Hehe. I'm a genius.
I had everything prepared, so I just waited.
Your POV of FABULOUSNESS~
That morning, I got a text from Alfred - saying he wanted me to come round for a movie marathon. He is my best friend so I couldn't just refuse.
As cliché as it is, I had a major crush on him so I always tried to impress him. I put on a batman tank top (which he bought me), a superman necklace (which Alfred also bought me), my avengers charm bracelet (he also got me that) with some denim shorts and got in my (F/c) mini.
The doorbell rang so I ran to get it.
Pranking Tony (TonyxReader) One-ShotIt was quiet.
Which was never a good sign in Stark Tower. Why? Because that meant that a certain billionaire, playboy, philanthropist was up to no good. This made all the Avengers, including Loki, stay on their toes. You on the other hand decided to pay no mind to anything. You were too busy with things at work to be bothered with trying to steer clear of Tony. You lived in Stark Tower for Christ’s sake; staying away from him would be pretty hard.
So you went about with your usual business and did all your usual routines. You got up in the morning to eat some breakfast, then had a little jog around the Tower, and when you came back inside, you took a shower to refresh yourself.
The shower you took was nice and long. When you stepped out, you noticed that steam had filled the room. When you walked up to the mirror to wipe the fog that had appeared on it away, you screamed on the top of your lungs at what you saw.
Your hair was now neon green.
It's raining men (Thor X Reader)
"Ugh! Tony do I really have to do this?" You asked as he literally dragged you into the living room of the Stark tower.
"Yes (Y/n)!" He said happily. "You lost the bet fair and square!"
You rolled your eyes. "Tony this is stupid! Besides I know you rigged it. There is no way you could have fairly beaten me."
"Stop complaining and stand right....here!" He said pointing to the middle of the room. There were pillows in a circle, except for in the middle. You guessed that's where he wanted you to stand.
You sighed and stood in the middle of the pillow circle. "This. Is. Stupid." You said again.
"Just do it! Be like nikes!"
"Those are stupid too!"
"You lost the bet and if you don't do your end of the deal I'll....I'll um..."
You smirked "Can't figure out a way to blackmail me?"
"I'll......" He suddenly smiled "I'll tell Thor you love him"
You glared at him "I will tell Thor when I'm ready, you can't tell him"
"I can and I will! Now sing!"
You sighed heavily. "It's raining men! Ha-"
Soup Hero (America x Sick!reader) GA
"Aaaaaah! I'm dying!!!!" You cried out with your groggy, scratchy voice. You had a sinus infection and a sore throat.
You immediately broke out into a coughing sneezing fit. It was a case of dry throat, and you felt dehydrated even though you weren't. Needless to say... you felt like shit.
You were lying on you couch with a box of tissues on the night stand beside you while watching TV. You weren't quite paying attention to it being you were 'dying'.
You were quite settled there in your blanket when your cell phone rang in your pocket. You shifted a little in your seat to see who it is.
It was your best friend Alfred. You pressed the answer button.
"Hello?" again, you greeted with a scratchy voice that didn't go unnoticed.
"(F/n)! Dudette! You don't sound so hot... What's wrong??" He said loudly with concern in his voice.
"Hi, Alfie. I have a sinus infection and a sore throat." You turned away from the phone to cough pathetically then turned back. "I dunno if I can come over to your ho
Flappy Bird [Loki x Reader]Warning! Strong language.
Loki and Tony jumped at the loud voice and turned to look at the owner who sat on the sofa curled up as a ball. ”CAN'T YOU FLY STRAIGHT?!”
”What is she doing...?” Loki questioned, not taking his eyes of off you as you continued tapping on your phone screen.
”I don't know....” Tony answered ”But I advice that you stay away from her.”
”THIS BIRD!!!” you yelled and shot up from the sofa, glaring at your phone ”WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM?!”
”Oh.” Tony commented as he continued to watch you yell at your phone.
”What?” Loki asked, looking over to the man of iron.
”She's playing Flappy Bird.”
”What is that?”
”A game from hell.” Tony answered darkly before he took his coffee and left the room, leaving Loki alone in the same room as the pissed off woman.
”ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!”
Nyan cat (Avengers (in a way) X Reader)
For this mission you needed to be exact and precise...any mistakes could cost you your life. You crept across the cold marble floor. "Target sighted...I'm going in...If I don't make it back....Tell Tony I hate him" You whispered to yourself.
Just a few more feet and you'd have it. You reached for it carefully. Just as your hand touched it the lights flicked on.
"Lady (Y/n) unhand my box of tarts that pop!" Thor demanded.
You laughed nervously. "Ohhhh heyyy Thor...Uh what are you doing up at" You checked your watch "Three in the morning?"
"Tony said he had a suspicion that you would try to steal my tarts that pop."
That would be a reason why you disliked Tony. Sure you loved him but he could be so annoying "I only wanted the box"
"The cardboard and such" You shrugged.
"What do you need the cardboard for?"
"Nyan cat" You replied
"Cat....you haven't heard of Nyan cat?"
"Well it's like a pop tart cat that....travels through space and poops a giant continuous r
Scotland X Reader ~It's The Fourth Wall, Silly~Fear is an idea. The culmination of childhood impressions and experiences combined with our perspective and expression of the world.
And also, one hell of a plot device, one that this writer chooses to utilize.
"You're a sick bastard." you mutter from where you sit in the near-empty classroom at lunch, rooted to the spot and consumed by the fear this writer so eloquently speaks of, chortling from where she sits at her desk penning such stories for the devotion of two-hundred thirty-nine followers (and more) to read for her amusement, and you look up to see her smiling from the rafters of the classroom, adjusting her thick glasses with a sneer.
"I don't understand why you're taking this out on me. I'm doing you a favor." this writer grins, the glare from her laptop on which she so religiously typed upon, reflecting upon the prose she types out. This writer's feet dangle from the rafters, her thick shoelaces swaying as she wrote.
"How are you doing me a favor? It's a w
Hath No FearGiving yourself completely up to fear is kinda like falling in love: You can't pin point exactly when it started and by the time you realize that you are surrounded by that sensation it's already game over. Just like the image of the person you are in love with starts creeping out from every unexpected corner, fear never leaves your side when you give it a welcome stay. After a restless sleep, it starts beating anxiously in your heart the moment you wake up in the morning and commands all your thoughts and actions throughout the day. It is nothing short of a prison, except you are the only inmate and the warden never takes a break. Ever.
I do not exactly remember when I let fear occupy my being but I remember the exact moment when I realized I was ruled by it. It was late in the afternoon, everybody was out there 'getting busy living' and I had locked myself inside my bed half awake, not particularly finding any valid reason to get out of it. Then I was awakened from a nightmare by my
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