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Loki stands before me, holding a large box.  "Here, ___.  This is for you."  His cheeks flush an adorable shade of red.  He looks like he's going to burst into laughter; it's a good look for him.  He has no idea how attractive his 'fun side' is.  Perhaps that is a good thing.  I feel my own cheeks heat.  I take the box from him. "I - uh.  Thank you.... I don't know what to say..."  An awkward moment passes as neither of us moves.  He steps forward and thrusts the box in to my hands.  The box isn't as heavy as I imagined it to be, and now I am curious. "May I come in?" he asks.  He has never been to my apartment before.  The shock of seeing

Hopefully suicide is an option for you When all the pressure won't let you get through, When the weights you've been dragging for years Makes you break out into tears. Scatter like a dropped puzzle And strap on that muzzle, As you cry and scream while finding the pieces, Feeling lost and hopeless as fear increases. Let suicide be an option. Let the choice shatter your cognition. Accept it as it brainwashes you, Destroying your point of view. It has erased the definition of yourself, Wiping away the thought you're a prize upon the shelf, Sparkling when the morning's sun caresses it, Making you gleam when you're meant to, admit it. When you

“You should take a picture of the others as well to send to the girls, they could use a good laugh.” A voice comments from above making you jump, “God Harry, don’t do that,” frowning you roll onto your back looking up at him. “I already have trainers and running clothes,” he comments from behind the couch. Walking around he takes a seat by your feet propping them on his lap.   “We haven’t hung out in a while, what’s going on [Name]? Harry questions. Scrunching your nose, you lower your phone, “Harry, I see you for lunch every Monday and Wednesday.”   “I know but I&#

The following story is just for shits and giggles. I do not own any of the characters, they are the property of Marvel. I also do not own you, the reader. Pokémon GO Avengers x Reader “Has anyone seen (Name)?” Steve asked as he joined the rest in the kitchen. After wiping his sweaty forehead, he grabbed some toast from the plate and started buttering it. He offered Sam and Bucky some, but they refused. “I heard her singing the Pokemon theme music through the vents,” Nat said with a shrug as she picked up her cup and took a sip. “What is this thing called Pokemon?” Thor looked up from his plate to g

Loki stands before me, holding a large box.  "Here, ___.  This is for you."  His cheeks flush an adorable shade of red.  He looks like he's going to burst into laughter; it's a good look for him.  He has no idea how attractive his 'fun side' is.  Perhaps that is a good thing.  I feel my own cheeks heat.  I take the box from him. "I - uh.  Thank you.... I don't know what to say..."  An awkward moment passes as neither of us moves.  He steps forward and thrusts the box in to my hands.  The box isn't as heavy as I imagined it to be, and now I am curious. "May I come in?" he asks.  He has never been to my apartment before.  The shock of seeing

Honda Kiku -x- Your heart throbbed at the emotions portrayed by the monochrome characters on the page. The protagonist seemed both forlorn and furious at the same time as he held the girl he’d been unable to save in his arms, not caring about the crimson liquid that stained his skin. Turning the page you saw the crazed smile of the antagonist before the final chapter ended. “No!” Groaning in frustration at the cliff-hanger, you closed the sixth book of your current manga series before leaning your head back against the rough bark of the sakura tree. A lone petal landed on the tip of your nose that was now pink with the ear

    Gnawing on your bear, you are content. Ororo was trying to do something you didn’t like so you decided to hide away. You’re under the kitchen table, chewing away.    The door opens. Your jaw stops. Steps approach and stop in front of the table.    “(f/n).” A deep voice calls.    Maybe if you stay quiet he won’t find you.    “I know you’re there. Didn’t even have ta use my advanced senses. Anyone coulda found you with all that squeaking.”    You knew your affection for this thing would be your doom.    “(f/n). Come out now.”    You know that tone. A whimper is your re

From Chapter 16: “You’ve managed to expose the entire operation to the world, and ruined my best asset,” Ross smiled, raising his arms to the crowds and the jumbo screen following his every movement. “How does it feel to have foiled my plan?”   “It’s not over until she’s safely away from you.” “You got that right,” he seethed, and raised a 9mm pistol, and shot you in the head. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

ROME - 10:00am local time Natasha Romanoff sat alone at a table outside a Café overlooking the Colosseum, watching commuters and tourists zip past on their rented scooters, dodging pedestrians, and guides dressed like Centurions, as they crossed the sun-drenched street. A light breeze sent ripples across the off-white awning above her, and for a few moments, she was lost to the movement of the trees that stood in front of her, partially obstructing her view of the ancient arena beyond.   A waitress wearing a crisp white blouse and black apron approached her. “Are you ready to order?” she asked in her thick Italian accent, ta

*Keep in mind that I changed scenes to fit the story, and that this may contain spoilers* "Ahahahaha!!" Bill Cipher the dream demon laughed as he made Gravity Falls his own image. He looked over his new creation feeling pleased, his friends taking off to cause chaos. "After so long.. Gravity Falls is finally--" "BILL CIPHER!!" The yellow dorito looked down behind him and saw a girl, she was breathing hard as if she had ran a marathon, her (h/c) hair was a tad messy, her (e/c) eyes shone with high disbelief and her clothes was a bit out of place. "_____ baby! you look swell! just let me fix you up a bit!" With a snap of his fingers _____'s ha