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Loki x Pregnant! Reader Icy Colds
Loki x Pregnant! Reader Icy Colds
“Loki, Loki!” (Name) called from the living area, rubbing her large tummy contentedly (as stereotypical pregnant mothers seem to always do). It was hardly a second before a very familiar figure teleported into the room. Then a rather chill handed rested on her shoulder gently from behind.
“You called, my love?” He murmured as she giggled. That is, until she felt a sneeze coming on.
“U-Uh, yeah, but you should really move back!!” She replied with a shove, and pushed him backwards as she let the lovely sneeze out. “ACHOO!!”
“…(Name)…you just froze…you just froze my boot!!” He exclaimed, pointing at her and then at the now ice covered shoe. She blushed lightly, offering her lamest grin yet.
“Sorry, Loki…that’s actually what I wanted to show you, to be honest.” She admitted as he stepped closer to her, examining her body.
“And how exactl
Loki x Reader You're Reading...
Loki x Reader You’re Reading…
“…A what??” Loki asked as the laptop quickly snapped shut in front of his face. He cast a glance over at the lovely damsel known as (Name), who had an embarrassed blush creeping up her face.
“I-It’s nothing worth looking at, really!” She replied as she made an attempt to high tail it out of there ASAP. Unfortunately, Loki had other ideas.
“No, (Name), I want you to tell me; What was that Loki x (Name) piece of electric literature I saw on your page a moment ago?” He half-asked, half-demanded. She couldn’t help but gulp as she gave in to his intimidation.
“I-It was a fan fiction.”
“A fan fiction? What kind of fiction is that?” He asked curiously, her fingers drumming along the top of the laptop nervously.
“A fan fiction is a story where people will take two characters or people and put them together in a story. Sometimes it’s a character and the
Depressed!Romano x Reader- Whiskey Lullaby
He had kept all your letters.
The normal, almost automatic like thing people would usually do when they receive letters is to read them once, or skim them over again just to make sure that they had read it entirely right, quickly soaking in the words that had been written or typed by a loved one or friend. Even a bill of some sort would be quickly read through and paid in no time, leaving the white strip to be tossed into a nearby trash can- And the only time people would usually send letters is to wish someone a happy birthday, or to congratulate the person on some life accomplishment or simple goal that they were aiming to achieve, like finally bearing a child or graduating from high school and entering the college of their dreams. Simple letters had been getting scarcer the more technology through the ages has progressed into a world wide fenominom, leaving pieces of paper with conversations people would treasure and hold near to them to diminish little by little. It was on
England X Reader: Teach Me How to Ice Skate
“Arthur, can you finally tell me why you decided to bring me here?” you asked, turning your head to the side to look at your emerald-eyed companion who walked next to you, your gloved hand tightly holding on to his.
At the sound of your voice, Arthur shifted his gaze, which was previously focused on the path ahead of him, over to look at you, and upon seeing the eager and slightly impatient expression on your face, he let out a tiny smile. “You’ll find out soon, _____,” he replied, turning his gaze back in front of him.
You pouted slightly and clenched your fists impatiently, causing your grip on Arthur’s hand to tighten. “You’ve been telling me that ever since we walked out of the house, and I still don’t know why.”
“I’ll tell you once we get there,” Arthur answered simply, not even turning his head to look at the slightly disappointed expression on your face.
You let out a groan and removed your hand from h
(Butler!Dave x Reader) Ironic
That’s a fancy name for a butler, she thought. Then she notices another letter inside the envelope. It says :
We forgot to tell you that one of the actor which is working with us agreed to marry you~ He is a fine men, don’t worry.
Dave Strider, your new butler will teach you about the movie world business!
The engagement is in a month~
P.S. You can’t refuse, and don’t start an argument with us.
Love, Mom and Dad
Now that’s surprising. She frowns, feeling angry inside. Why didn’t her parents ask about her opinion, at least? But then, she just sigh. She knew she doesn’t stand a chance against her parents.
Just as she’s about to put the letter inside the envelope back, she heard a knock on the door. That must be Strider.
The said man opens the door, revealing himself. He’s pretty good looking, with platinum blonde hair. But unfortunately, he wears a pair of aviator shade
The Mirror (Loki x Reader)
Loki has no idea, you’re certain, of how lonely he is. You watch him pace about his chambers—as you always did—clearly unsure as to what to do with himself. He feels angry, betrayed, and confused. And always he forces himself to carry this burden alone. His sits down heavily on his bed, head in his hands, and you move to obtain a finer view of the man. Perhaps you should reveal yourself to him, let him know someone was there for him. But you knew full and well how skittish he could be, both untrusting and unwilling. You run a gentle hand down the edge of the glass, tracing the outline of his defeated reflection. You sigh heavily as you pull away from the mirror, washing the image of the man from it confines, leaving only a copy of your lone image.
The knock at your chamber door pulls from your reverie and elegantly you glide over to answer its call. It’s Sif. She grins at you and you can’t help but smile back as you invite her in.
“How have you been?
Neko!Dave X Reader: Give Me Love!
(Y/n) sighed and stretched.
“Fiiiiinally, I’m done!” She exclaimed.
She closed her laptop and sighed again, getting up.
“Guess I’ll go watch a movie.” She thought to herself.
She began heading down and went to take her favorite drink, some popcorn and of course, some apple juice for Dave.
As she entered the living room, her eyebrow twitched.
Dave’s ear twitched at the sound of (Y/n) calling him. He looked at her.
“Why are you without a shirt?”
Dave shrugged. (Y/n) sighed and went to the sofa, sitting in it. Dave sat beside her and slowly got closer. (Y/n) didn’t say anything, she knew what he wanted.
“Here.” She handed him his apple juice.
Dave slightly smiled and snuggled in (Y/n)’s neck as a thanks. He then drank all the juice.
(Y/n) started the movie and placed the popcorn and the drink in the small table next to her.
Then, she felt weight in her lap. She knew what it was.
My Boss' Secret 8 (Modern AU! Rivaille x Reader)
Scratchy and ticklish, that’s how I would describe the fibers that reached up and itched my cheek. There’s one major problem with my current sleeping arrangement and of course, the perpetrator also happens to be the very source of my recent problems. I don’t think there’s any need to elaborate more on that fact.
“You’re a terrible host, I hope you know that.” With my voice low and still recovering from my sudden wake up call, I called out to the man stretched across the bed.
“The alarm was ringing for ten minutes and you were still off in whatever sick world you dream of.”
“Who wakes up at six in the morning on a Sunday anyways!?” I cried in utter displeasure and found the strength to pick myself of the carpeted ground.
Seeing that I was ready to get up and moving, Rivaille removed himself from the bed and began to push me towards the bathroom.
“Hurry up and get ready, we have cleaning to do.”
Oh somebody ple
Meeting the Family- Lovi x Reader
“It’s getting colder,” you whispered to yourself, watching your breath steam up the window on the bus. You snuggled down into your hoodie and glanced at your phone. You smiled as you saw the message- I’ll be right there.
The bus made a screeching sound as it stopped at the end of the street. You got up, grabbed your bags and thanked the driver. You smiled really big when you started walking off the bus. You jumped, bags and all, and the reason for your smile caught you.
“I-idiota!” he yelled. But he didn’t let go.
“I missed you, Lovi!” you said as you hugged him as best as you could with bags in your hands.
He didn’t say anything, but held you close for a minute. You thought he’d hold you like that forever until you heard someone say, “Fratello, is that your fidanzata?”
You heard him curse quietly under his breath. You giggled. “Lovi, who’s this?”
He set you down and took your
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