Rest in peace (Loki x Dead Reader) songfic by ColdForDeath, literature
Literature
Rest in peace (Loki x Dead Reader) songfic
Ricordando il passato
The god of mischief walked in the palace of Asgard in absolute silence. He hadn't left his room for days and he could feel everyone staring at him as he walked in the hallways.
Oh ephemeral soul
you conceal yourself in the depths of deception,
who have you continued to wait for in the deserted forest?
He wore a black cloak around his armor instead of his usual green colors, now he was dark. No mischiefs to play... no pranks or tricks. Not even words of silver tonque as he walked down the stairs.
He walked down the stairs to silent corridor that had no people or curious eyes staring at him. He couldn't care of peopl
Infectious (Bucky Barnes Zombie AU) Part 2 by Ellie98, literature
Literature
Infectious (Bucky Barnes Zombie AU) Part 2
As far as first impressions go, the meeting between Katie and the stranger sitting next to her wasn't awful. He'd already shot half of her would-be rapists and was now driving them both to safety in the car they stole from said gang-members.
Well...she assumed he'd shot them. There wasn't anyone else around, much less anyone else with a high-powered rifle capable of sniping off gangs like the one he showed up with. Now that she was thinking about it, though...those gunshots had seemed to come from so far off. She could have sworn they were being fired from somewhere in the surrounding buildings, or maybe from the rooftops, but
Infectious (Bucky Barnes Zombie AU) Part 1 by Ellie98, literature
Literature
Infectious (Bucky Barnes Zombie AU) Part 1
Seven canned non-perishables in the cupboard. Enough for a few more days, but still too low to go without restocking.
A third of a jug of purified water, but no worries there. There was a creek nearby, and it was easy enough to filter.
A handful of dogfood left, all of which would be used later that day. That settled it. With the inventory complete, Katie tossed her pen and notebook on the counter and huffed. “Well, Bean,” she said, glancing down at the sleepy-eyed hound at her feet. “Looks like we're going into town today.”
Kiss The Girl (Clint X Reader) (One-shot) by renji72, literature
Literature
Kiss The Girl (Clint X Reader) (One-shot)
Kiss The Girl (Clint X Reader) (One-shot)
"I can't stop laughing." you laughed.
"Wait. I've got another one." he paused. "What is Bruce Lee's favorite drink?"
"I don't know." you answered.
"Wataaaaah!" he shouted. Both of you were laughing again.
"Okay my turn." you paused. "You know, I used to think the brain was the most important organ. Then I thought, look what's telling me that."
You were both holding your stomachs, laughing uncontrollably.
"My turn, my turn. A blind man walks into a bar." Pause. "And a table. And a chair." he said, laughing more and more as you laughed.
"What kind of shoes do ninjas wear?" you asked.
"I don't
Jareth looked up as the heavy wooden door swung open and his uncle shuffled into the room. "My father?" he asked the older man.
"I'm sorry," his uncle replied shaking his head. "The arrow was tipped with iron. The High King has succumbed to his wounds." He tried to lay a firm hand on the young prince's bony shoulder, but he shrugged away from his touch and moved to the other side of the room.
Jareth's heart burned in his chest and hot tears burned in the corners of his eyes and he closed them tight to keep them at bay. Later, in his private chambers and away from the cold glare of his Cossack of an uncle, he would allow himself to weep and
Softness (LokixReader) One-Shot by PhoenixAngel7, literature
Literature
Softness (LokixReader) One-Shot
“Ugh,” you groaned.
You walked inside your small apartment, dumping your keys in the small bowl nearby on the kitchen counter and then headed to the couch to lie down after a long day. You had done nothing but run around delivering spreadsheets, documents, looking for important people and then running after a troublesome Tony who couldn’t sit still for an hour.
To say that you were exhausted was an understatement. You were absolutely drained. All you wanted now was some quiet time to yourself. You kicked your shoes off and lied back on the couch. You would have gone to bed but the couch was closer. Plus, you wanted to watc
"Jenea, sister, I need your help." Jareth's words echoed in his mind as he paced the great hall, lightly swatting his thigh with his riding crop. Time moved differently in the realms. How much time passed Aboveground as he planned and plotted with his siblings? Would Sarah forgive his delay? Would he?
"Jareth," Jenea said from behind him.
He turned. "Have you finished your preparations?"
Her hand flitted about as if his question wasn't truly serious. "You think me a dawdler?"
"Jenea…"
"Of course I finished. Though Alare was no help. He dislikes this idea of yours." Her casual hand became a pointed finger directed at him.
"And you
You Have No Power Over Me by fargreencountry, literature
Literature
You Have No Power Over Me
You Have No Power Over Me
Summary: Tony decides to embarrass Darcy in front of her new boyfriend at movie night. Early Tasertricks. Redeemed Loki.
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“Hey, Bruce. I brought that paperwork you asked for. I don’t see why it’s so important you had to have me deliver it in person,” Darcy said as she handed Bruce a thick file.
“I didn’t ask for it,” Bruce said.
“Then who… Tony,” Darcy said, “Where is he?”
“It’s movie night. I’ll join you. I want to see what he is going to do to you,” Bruce said.
“Oh, this is going to hurt,”
Jareth stood beside the table covered with books that lay strewn about in disarray. He leaned over the table and stared at a small cube, his brow furrowed in concentration. After what seemed to him like hours of watching the object in complete silence, it began to transform. Its sides elongated and became more rounded, but just as he thought he had it, his concentration broke and the cube snapped back to its original shape.
"It's not working, Tyran. This is impossible!" the man standing beside Jareth sighed in frustration.
"I agree, young master Jareth. It is most assuredly impossible…as long as you continue to break concentration. Y
Severus stood very still as Dumbledore walked past him, out the door, and down the revolving staircase to the griffin three floors below.
Snape was alone in Dumbledore's office.
He glared around at the many shiny, and very delicate instruments that lay on the small, rickety tables, and shelves all around the room. His eyes had just passed over the dilluminator, and an old snitch, when they fell upon a gold ring with a small black stone cut in a diamond shape. There was a triangle, and circle, and line set into the top of the stone. He caught his breath.
It had been years since he had heard his mother's sweet voice telling him the ancient t