HetalianAvenger

You sighed as you hurried down the street with just a jacket on, why didn't you bring a thick coat? Oh that's right...You just left your boyfriend's apartment after having a argument when a woman walked out from the apartment, you soon learned he had cheated on you three times with three different women. You furiously wiped the tears from your eyes, you didn't bring a coat on your way out so that was not good at all. You sighed, it didn't matter, that was an old coat and it was his coat after all so he can have it! You had clothes under your jacket, about three layers so you weren't that bad. You grumbled as you continued to walk down the st

You sat in the living room of Stark Tower with you laptop balanced on your lap. You were meant to be writing a paper for college but you'd hadn't written more than ten words in the last half an hour. Instead you gazing at the god of mischief in front of you while deep in thought. It was Halloween in two days, the time for scaring people and you had no idea how to scare Loki. You didn't know any of his fears (aside from the hulk but you weren't sure how that would work for a Halloween prank). "How are you doing Lady (Y/n)?" Thor cried as he walked into the room, “have you written you piece yet?” “Not yet,” You said,

You were lounging across the sofa at Stark Tower, contemplating going to wrap some Christmas presents when Tony burst into the room, "(Y/n)!" He cried happily, "Tony!" You cried, mimicking his tone, "I am throwing a fancy dress Christmas party and you’re invited," he announced, "Great," "You also have the delightful job of inviting our resident reindeer," "Why do I have to invite him? It's your party," "Because he likes you," Tony retorted, "so you can do that or you can help Thor with the cooking," "Right I'm going,” you announced, jumping out of your chair and heading towards Loki's room; you could think of nothing worse

Hello! Listen to this on repeat as you read!!! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=22bK0C2obFc ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Honestly, it kinda made you sick. “Oh Tony! They’re lovely!” “How did you know I was running out of poptarts Jane?!” “I can’t believe you got reservations to La Roussette Natasha!” All the happy couples were gushing with each other as Valentines day officially started. You scowled at all of them and returned back to your bedroom. All the lovey dovey crap that they flaunted in front of you made you sick. Just because they all had a significant other, doesn’t mean they have to ann

Dog Steve Request for Dawn “What do you mean, ‘Steve’s a dog’?” What a way to start your day. You looked down at the yellow Labrador at your feet, his sky blue eyes sparkling as he stared up at you. His tail wagged happily as you yelled at Tony for letting this happen. It had been Loki, of course. A spell gone wrong, apparently. You pinched the bridge of your nose and let out a sigh. Something cold and wet nudged your thigh and you looked down to find the dog nuzzling his nose against your leg. You smiled softly and knelt down until you were eye-level, scratching the top of his head. He barked in reply befo

We’re Going to Have a Wedding Request for The 0fficial Bookworm Growing up with the Princes of Asgard as your best friends, you were more important to the royal family than most of the regular citizens. Frigga and Odin had been like a second family to you, so they never required that you address them as “King” and “Queen,” and you never had to call Thor or Loki “Prince.” It was a very casual relationship for you and them, and you cherished it. The boys had always been there for you, always protecting you. You were bullied a lot during your early teens as you were awkward and still growing into your

Kiss Me, K-K-Kiss Me Request for Violet A/N: So the request was literally for the reader and Loki and some making out… I tried to turn it into a story. This is hotter than I usually get with kissing scenes. It’s not smut or anything but I thought I should warn you. Ever since Loki had been integrated into the Tower and had slowly been accepted, you’d begun harboring a crush for the demigod. You couldn’t deny how attractive he was with his emerald eyes and sharp cheekbones. His raven hair reminded you how dangerous he was, and his smile made butterflies erupt in your belly. You worked hard to keep your crush to your

   Tell me off in a letter Completely ignore me Getting high off of saying Why you don't adore me?    You ripped the note off your locker and crumpled it up before throwing it into the garbage can. You didn't even bother to look at it. They covered the inside of your entire locker.  You already knew what it said and you frankly didn't give a damn.    'Nobody.'    'Freak.'    'Dumb.'    'Teachers Pet.'    You started grabbing handfuls of them and let them fall to the floor. Others just laughed while some looked on in pity. They didn't want to help or they couldn't help because of the fear of ending up in your position.    "Oh. Poor

Bully England X Bullied! Poor! Reader ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My heart suddenly became heavy as I drew nearer to my school, a so called “safe environment”. High school was a hard time for (almost) everyone, but everyday felt like a living hell for me. “Just one more semester…”I would tell myself, “One more semester and I’ll be out of here.” I walked down the hallway and went directly to my locker to get the books I needed. All I could hope for was that I wouldn’t be bothered by…him. I don’t know why Arthur started bullying m

 “(Your Name)?” Someone called as felt someone poke their finger into your cheek, “(Your  Name!)!” Their voice became that of a whine, consecutively calling out your first name as you were in a deep thought, daze rather as you weren't actually thinking of anything, before your eyelids blinked sleepily before you tossed your head over to the person who emitted the sound. “Yes, Arthur?” You breathed, letting out a soft yawn, rubbing your eyelid gently, as to avoid making yourself look silly, before examining Arthur. Arthur seemed to be having a good day, his hair was on point, thus meaning the ruffles in