SilencedDarcy’s day could have been better although it could also have been worse, sighing she headed up the stairs towards her apartment loathing the musty scent of the crappy carpet that ran down the hallway. Wrinkling up her nose to block the smell a bit Darcy pulled out her keys wondering how she could know people as cool as the Avengers yet still live in such a shitty apartment not to mention being completely broke. Shoving the door open Darcy carried her brown paper bag of groceries into the kitchen area where she set them on the small counter, shrugging off her jacket next Darcy gave a heavy sad sigh when an image of Loki flashed through her mind. For some reason she’d been thinking of the troublesome trickster more often resulting in a strange feeling that would twist her guts up and make her heart ache, despite everyone’s warnings about how Loki was the worst thing to ever crawl out of the wood work Darcy had come to really be attracted to the raven haired man. Darcy
Asgardian Connection avengers x reader Part 9When the morning came, you had some spring in your step. Maybe due the beautiful day, you had before. Today you put a nice shirt and skirt, some earrings and heels. You pick up the bracelet you had received the day before but decided against it, and you headed out. When you made to the kitchen, you found some of the Avengers there.
“I can't believe you have to work,” Tony said as he saw you grabbing some coffee.
“well not everyone has to come in but my supervisor wanted me to its an emergency plus every second it will help with my final paper,” you said
“lady y/n, you are not wearing your bracelet” Thor pointed out, you subconsciously put your hand on your wrist.
“Yea well I thought that is such a powerful piece of jewelry of that off I don’t want any to be able to get to Asgard I don’t want to fall into the wrong hands,” you said finishing your coffee, “have you seen Loki aware.” Suddenly there was crash sound, an
What Happened After Thor TDWA Loki Fanfiction
Far over the rocky cliffs and rivers of lava, beyond the twisting caves, mines, and hot steam, standing atop a sloping mountain that was emitting black smoke, was a dark figure. His cloak billowed in the scorching breeze, but even though his hood was down his face was shrouded by the steam. It almost seemed like he was waiting for someone, or something...
Sure enough, a beam of bright white light blasted through the dim atmosphere of Nidavellir and hit the sandy ground below, shaking the surrounding cliffs. When the light disappeared, a young and angry man was seen walking out of where it had just been. His long blonde hair flowed behind him, and in his large hand he carried a silver war hammer.
"Enough games, Loki!" he called in a deep voice to the man above.
"But it's so fun to make you angry." he replied smoothly.
"There is nothing fun about this situation." Thor said as he began to climb the blood red cliff. He reached the top, and his brother came into full view.
Adoption (Loki x Cat Reader - First POV) Shivering with fear, I keep my eyes glued to the door of my new prison, glaring at it. Another group of torturers has just walked through to the high-pitched sound of bells.
“Hello, welcome to the animal shelter!” One of my captors calls again.
This must have been the eightieth time today that this has happened.
A group of humans walk in, are greeted by my abducters, disappear for a bit into the place where they keep the dogs, and then they leave with one of them captive.
It sickens me.
I didn’t always hate humans, but that was for a very short time in my life; it’s a story that shall not be told now.
“My brother would prefer a cat.” The blonde, burly human that has just walked in requests. “My companion and I would desire a dog. Might you be able to help us?”
I can hear all of my other co
Loki x Child Reader (Father's Day) Of all the Father's Day gifts that you had created for your father, you were certain that this one would make him the most proud. It was something that you had been working on for months, and you had no doubt at all that he would cherish it for the rest of his days.
You had asked Auntie Nat to help you, and she had been more than willing to compromise her schedule in order to teach you how to crochet in order to make your present for him.
You had made him a blanket with his name on it.
"It's Father's Day, Uncle Thor! Where is Daddy?" You queried, dragging the blanket behind you. "I made him a bwanket wif his name on it!"
"Now, (Name) what have I told you about your patterns of speech? You're five! You must learn how to speak properly." Thor scolded.
"Uncle Thor!!" You whined. "Where's Daddy? I have his pw. . .purresent!" You made an extra hard effort to speak the way Thor w