Hiro Hamada x Reader: Rain
Its been raining hard for days in the large city of San Fransokyo, on and off. It was unpredictable. So unpredictable, you left your house without your rain gear and an umbrella because it wasn't raining when you woke up or when you got ready for the day, not even when you leaved the house. It just had to start pouring again when you were half way to your school. You were soaked in a matter of seconds, your clothes clinging to your skin like it were a second skin. Your hair made a thick veil go in front of your eyes, making you look down to the ground to be able to somewhat see where you were going.
It didn't take long for you to get cold thanks to your soaked clothes and the continuing rain. So cold you were shuffling, almost unable to move since the weight of your clothes nearly tripled. You could turn back and be late or you could keep going...and still be late but not as late.
You turned around slowly, since your movement was limited, and lifted up your hair t
Eren Jaeger X Innocent Reader Dirty talkYou were known as one of the most innocent girl in the survey corps. You would cover your ears when people around started to talk about girls or boy and doing 'stuff', but it has got you wondering. You and Eren have been dating for two and a half years. And all this talk about girls and boys making love you wanted to try it with him but you were to nervous so you never mentioned it. Not only that but you have been saying 'dirty' words with out even knowing it coursing Eren to blush darkly, and others to chuckle or giggle and you always wanted to wonder why.
"Haha. (name) you're so adorable," Sasha chimed as she whipped a tear from her cheek.
You pouted and crossed your arms. "What All I said was these nuts are to hard," you mutter and looked at your plate coursing everyone to laugh again.
You turned to Eren to see him with a face like a tomato... Why?
"I'm so hungry," you groaned while you mopped the floor.
"You're not the only one (name)," Jean sated and rested his
Wolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy's Girl
Wolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy’s Girl
(F/n) was crying again.
No, not crying . . . screeching. And as Logan (her amused father) watched the baby cry with her little mouth open as far as it could go, he had to admit this his child’s vocal power rivaled Banshee’s. Not that it was something he needed his six month old daughter to prove, now or in fact ever.
“Come on kiddo, ya gotta stop sometime.”
When the wailing just got louder, the man sighed and picked the bawling baby up out of her crib. Gently, he bounced her in his arms in hopes to sooth her, but (F/n) only continued to cry her heart out. She had been at it for nearly twenty minutes now and apparently had no intention of stopping until she got what she wanted.
“(F/n), mama will be back soon, so you can stop crying.”
With innocent eyes (F/n) gazed up at him, before a new and definitely louder sob left her small mouth. Well the barg
Hetalia x Reader | Texts from the Countries
Hetalia x Reader | Texts from the Countries: That Swimming Anime
[c/n] – Thanks for watching the anime with me! (・ω・)ノ
Hungary – No problem! Let me know the next time you watch a BL!
[c/n] – It wasn’t technically a BL. Just a few hints here and there.
Hungary – IT CERTAINLY WAS A BL. REI AND NAGISA ARE MEANT TO BE.
[c/n] – Calm your farm.
Hungary – AND DID YOU SEE HARU’S RELATIONSHIP WITH RIN? THEY’RE SO IN LOVE.
[c/n] – Mmmmyeah, but I prefer Haru and Makoto.
Hungary –THEY CAN BE IN A THREESOME.
[c/n]] – What the.....What about Sousuke?
Hungary – THEN IT’S A FOURSOME.
Hungary – I can imagine it. The four taking turns being the top and changing partners.
[c/n] – Please stop. Don’t put images in my
What if... The sun shone down on the Thunderclan camp, and Bluefur watched as Mosskit, Mistykit and Stonekit tumbled over Thrushpelt, laughing.
“Get out of our territory, Shadowclan flea-pelt!” Stonekit squeaked, charging at Thrushpelt. He battered the tom’s ear with his tiny paws.
“You should never have come here!” Mistykit cried, standing atop the tom.
“Yeah! Because we’re the greatest Thunderclan warriors ever!” Mosskit boasted, climbing up and standing next to her sister.
“Oh yeah?” He grinned and heaved upward.
With squeaks of surprise and delight, Mistykit and Mosskit tumbled from his back. They recovered quickly and tackled his paws. Thrushpelt growled playfully.
Bluefur smiled and laughed.
“Looks like your kits are doing well.” Fe
Safe and Sound (Steve x Reader) One-shot
You were laying on the couch in your living room watching a movie. Your head lay in Steve’s lap and while he was intensively watching the movie, you were throwing popcorn in the air and catching it with your mouth.
You had met each other during the attack on New York. You owned a little pastry shop in the middle of New York and it was the busiest time a day when a grenade went off just outside your shop. You were slammed into the counter hard and had broken several ribs. But even that couldn’t stop you from bringing everyone in your shop to safety before collapsing on the floor.
When aliens stepped into the remains of your shop you didn’t have the strength to stand on your feet. You had accepted you would die right there and then, but with a smile on your face thinking you had saved all those people from the same fate. You had closed your eyes and waited for them to take the shot. After several seconds and hearing some stumbling you dared open your eyes again. All the
Texting My BrotherRiver: Brother of mine, how is the fluffy cat, whose name represents the Mighty Hammer of Thor? Does he play well with your long furry friends (ferrets), or has a war unlike any seen before brought tension and destruction to your household?
Swiftbreeze (bro): The cat is unharmed and happy. How do thy travels fair the?
River: They fair us well, Brother. Although our butts have grown sore from hours spent in this vehicle, we have had many interesting conversations. Pray tell, what activity are you currently engrossed in? Does work weary your body, or does the glass screen of moving images entertain your mind?
Swift: I travel the area that is Thunderclan mall. A fascinating place as I have found myself trapped in a place known as MarksAndSpencer. I must admit that their articles of clothing amuse me.
River: Ah. Yes, this concurs with my previous experience with your behavior. Strange that I am the female, yet you, the male, have a greater fascination of
Everything has changed (Loki x Reader) one-shot
You were sitting in the kitchen of Stark Tower. After the destruction of S.H.I.E.L.D. Tony had agreed to let the Avengers use it as a new base. Over the last two years more of the Avengers had also come to live there.
You had joined the Avengers nearly a year ago after you had helped capture one of the most dangerous of men in the nine realms, Loki Laufeyson. A lot had changed since then. Loki had been in a prison for over six months when Fury thought he could be a valuable asset to the Avengers team. Everyone had objected, even though Loki seemed to have changed.
‘Loki does not change,’ Thor had said. ‘No matter how much I want to believe him. He has lied to me about everything. I do not know if I will ever be able to trust him.’
‘Don’t forget he tried to kill us all at least twice!’ Tony had added.
Fury had ignored every objection and had let Loki out of his cell. Over the last couple of months you had started to enjoy his company more and mo
We found love (Bucky x Reader)
Bucky was sitting on a bench near the winter wonderland that had been put up in Central Park, New York. He was wearing blue jeans, a black shirt, a grey jacket and a cap. He had tucked his hair behind his ears and was observing the people skating on the ice. He had been coming here every day now for a couple of weeks. It made him feel relaxed. He could think more clearly. Slowly his memories started to return again.
He had however never set foot on the ice before. Afraid people would see his metal hand, which he had tucked away in the pocket of his jacket, wearing gloves to be sure. Even though he couldn’t feel anything with his metal arm, he could still feel the pain sometimes.
He had been living in abandoned buildings throughout New York, making sure no one saw him or alerted the police. He hadn’t had one night of rest however. Nightmares kept him awake most of the night. He guessed it was Gods way of punishing him. His food and drinks he stole from supermarkets. He hadn&