Thor x Reader: Hot Cocoa by bookwormchick, literature
Literature
Thor x Reader: Hot Cocoa
You hummed slightly as you bustled about the kitchen. The stove was heating milk as you chopped up chocolate chips for hot chocolate, real, authentic hot chocolate, not the instant crap. It took more time and effort but it was incredibly worth it.
“Lady ______?” you heard an unmistakably deep voice ask from the door.
“Hi Thor, what brings you here?” you smile at him from your cutting board.
“I was wondering if you would mind my company, as the agents are away on business, Sir Stark and Sir Banner are in the lab, and Captain Rodgers is out for the day.”
“Of course you can keep me company. To think
Just One of Those Days by alicemoonlight123, literature
Literature
Just One of Those Days
The only thing you remember seeing was the quivering lip of Dave. The only thing left from last night’s party was the lingering smell of cologne on your sheets. You rubbed your face, slowly sitting up in your bed. Dave’s face still lingered in your mind. “What kind of fucked up dream was that? Dave was crying? Dave never cries.” You threw off your blankets. “Why the fuck do my blankets smell like Dave’s dude perfume? Why the fuck am I saying fuck so much? Fuck.” Standing up you walked to your dresser and pulled out some jeans and a (color) T-shirt and started to strip out of your PJs. You started your
Title: You've Won, For Now
Author: D.R. Ward
Date: 3-22-14
Age: 14
You've Won, For Now
I feel those hands wrap themselves around my neck,
Feeling my pulse even in my last moments.
Your eyes are jaded with humor and your lips are moist with blood,
Insanity, you have finally won our once never-ending battle.
I feel as if I should cry,
For all the times I have fought,
They had been for nothing.
But I don’t –.
I don’t cry.
Because –,
Simply Because –,
I am too weak to do so.
I want to scream out your name,
And push you as far away as possible.
Insanity, what have you done to me?
Those last moments,
Where I
Spring Showers [Jake x Reader] by NatsNeko, literature
Literature
Spring Showers [Jake x Reader]
{Part Two in the Seasons Pack}
Jake strolled down the street, adjusting the collar of his overcoat ever so slightly. It was the one thing that symbolized that he was finally in his element. Johnathan had his odd pajama type clothes, while Jake had taken the more subtle approach of a large coat that went all the way down to his knees. He missed having it with him for three seasons, but finally, it was his time.
He felt the hum and warmth of the crystal below his jacket and Jake stepped into a small alleyway. Taking a look behind him, he realized that wherever he was walking, the snow melted in his wake. “Bollocks.” Jolting when h
Wintry Chill [John x Reader] by NatsNeko, literature
Literature
Wintry Chill [John x Reader]
{Part one in the Seasons Pack}
Tugging the scarf closer to her face, [Name] coughed lightly and furiously wiped at the snow that was getting in her eyes. Why did she walk to the college this morning if she knew that it was going to blizzard later in the day?! Cars passed her on the road, some people honking when they recognized her. She tried her best to wave back, but returned to crossing her arms over her chest because it was so damned cold.
A flash of blue streaked across her vision, causing the girl to stumble back a bit. “What in the world?” Looking to her right at the snowy forest, [Name] bit her lip as she weighed her opt
Travelin' Soldier: Dirk x Reader by KikoTsukinamura, literature
Literature
Travelin' Soldier: Dirk x Reader
Sighing, he taps the fabric of his army jeans, a familiar camouflage color
for anyone who saw him. A smile was passed between him and another stranger
which he could see the gratitude and compassion in their eyes. *Thirteen*,
he counted the smiles that he had to fake as he stood there, waiting for
the bus to his camp, and eventually, he gave up waiting and walked into a
cafe nearby, sitting down in a booth with a deadpan expression on his face.
A girl with a [f/c] bow in her hair walked up to him, a notepad in her left
hand, a pen in the other, and he guessed that she was his waitress for the
evening. *Fourteen*, he counted another fake smil
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