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Cat!BTT X Reader - Transformed -Part 4 (FINAL!)
Cat! BTT X Reader
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You glanced around, eyeing the men around you, distrusting eye’s making contact with theirs.
“ Full house.” Antonio eyed and placed his cars down.
“Ugh, Three of a kind….” Francis sighed.
“Hehe,” Gilbert moved his eyebrows up and down. “Four of a Kind…”
“Uh! No way!” Antonio cried and looked at the 4 Aces Gilbert placed on your dining room table.
“Looks like I von again!” Gilbert yelled happily.
“Not so fast mon ami, (Name) ‘as not yet put ‘er cards down and zhat smirk is saying somezhing.” Francis eyed you.
“As if she has somezhing zhat could beat zhing awesome me!” He said arrogantly.
“Oh really?” You began, arrogance taking over your voice, “Not even a Straight Flush?”
You placed your king, queen, jack, 10 and 9 of hearts down and smiled.
Tiny Lady (Loki x Baby!Reader)“I vow that everyone here shall suffer if someone does not remove this fiend from my person!” Loki growls as he tries to untangle your curious fingers from the silken edge of his pants.
Thor’s laughter is booming as he steps forward to pick you up and hold you in one of his large arms.
“Now brother, this tiny lady is no fiend,” Thor coos playfully, stretching out a single finger to tickle at your belly.
You laugh giddily, small fingers wrapping about his finger, a large grin on your face.
“Yes,” Sif says in that gentle baby voice everyone seems so keen on adopting when in the presence of an infant, “She’s a lady.”
Sif wiggles her finger over your stomach and you watch her silently before laughing and reaching out to take one of her fingers in your hand.
“Agreed!” Fandral throws in, sauntering over to peer down at your face.
You trill delightfully at the addition of third face, hands on a new mission as they stretch
Watch your step - Loki x Blind!OC
Watch your step - A Loki x Blind!OC drabble
Summary: Having lost her sight during the New York attack, a young girl deals with living in large city. Returning home one evening, she bumps into a stranger.
She was walking down the sidewalk, moving her walking stick in front of her to ensure that she wasn't going to bump into something or fall into a hole (not that it would be the first time it happened, anyways). She sighed lightly, feeling the chill evening breeze play in her hair. Pulling her jacket closer, suddenly her walking stick slipped, causing her to stop dead in her tracks. Listening closely, she tried to figure where it had fallen before she turned to the right, took a step and instead of bending down, she bumped into something.
Or...someone. From what she could sense, a tall person was standing right in front of her. She assumed she had bumped into their back because she felt movement as soon as she touched them as then she almost
Soldier! Germany x Crossdressed! Reader - Survival
“For a long time we've been marching off to battle
In our thundering herd we feel a lot like cattle
Like the pounding beat our aching feet aren't easy to ignore
Hey, think of instead a girl worth fighting for” – Mulan
[f/n] was marching.
Left, right, left, right.
It was tedious, so repetitive and easy that she knew she could keep that pace with her hands tied and blindfolded. God, why she-
The girl tripped over a rock on the path. She nearly knocked Taylor down, who bumped into Braginsky. The Russian collided with Jones, which took the balance out of Kirkland, who smashed his nose into General Beilschmidt’s back. They all stopped for a moment, and then turned around, staring at her murderously.
If a pin was dropped on the forest ground right now, she guessed she’d hear it. The silence was not very comfortable either, now that she could feel everyone’s eyes on her.
“Sorry.” She squeaked before s
AtC: OverprotectiveThe familiar squeak of the hinge as you pushed open Rivaille's door made you smile as you entered, watching as your husband looked up from the window he was standing at. He glanced at you for a moment without greeting before turning back to whatever has captured his interest down in the courtyard below.
A playful smile danced on your lips as you strode over to where your husband stood, hands folded behind his back.
"I brought you lunch." You declared, setting a small basket of groceries down on the surface of his desk. Rivaille did not look up. You paused for a moment, observing him.
His brow was furrowed in an expression of frustration or mild anger, you weren't sure. His mouth was a taut line, his eyes half lidded as he stared down at the courtyard.
"What are you looking at?" You asked, though you already knew. You wandered over to the window, placing a small peck on Rivaille's cheek before gazing down into the courtyard.
A young lady, with dark feathery
By Sheer Chance (2P Romano x Seamstress!Reader)Everyone knew the name Lovino Vargas. If you didn’t that meant you were living a rock for the last few years. He was a famous fashion designer and some of his creations were seen all over the country, Europe, Asia, everywhere. He did what he did with pride and he was unisex and some of his creations cost almost nothing but some of his designs cost an arm, leg, and even spleen. Sometimes he would charity auctions, even a rumor that he once walked into a high school arts and crafts fair saw a that the drama and arts department were selling their costumes and other creations to keep the art programs open. He bought them out, gave them back and donated it all back within the same day. Everyone thought he was either genius or mad. There were other rumors too, that he was very difficult to work with. There’s was story where he made models run out of his studio in tears. One model regaled how she he told her that she wasn’t “It”. She was accepted everywhere and w
Throwing Punches (Thor x Reader One Shot)The punching bag swayed slightly as you battered it with a barrage of sloppy punches. You hadn’t spoken a word since the attack on New York, since you’d learned Coulson had died, and the Avengers were starting to worry. As a skilled tactician and a deadly martial artist, you’d been with the initiative from the start, a Shield agent paralleled only by Hawkeye and Black Widow.
You attacked the punching bag angrily and without proper form, ignoring the pain it caused your unwrapped wrists and fingers. There was only one person who could get through to you when you were like this and it just happened to be the very man you were grieving. Coulson had been the family you had never had, the friend you always wanted, and the mentor that you desperately needed.
The chains holding the bag up groaned as you landed a particularly forceful punch. You hated Fury for using his death as fuel for the fight. You hated Steve for not signing his trading cards before he died. You hated Lo
Cleaning and Sabotage Part 2 (Levi x Reader)“___, get back here!”
You giggle –or at least try to, in between huffs and gasps. “You’ll have to catch me first!” You shout back teasingly.
Levi doesn’t even bother to reply, but his pace quickens as he rapidly closes the distance between the two of you. Maybe it’s just your imagination, but you can see his eyes gleaming like a predator who’s found its prey, and his lips curled into a cold, calculating smile. You gulp, turning forward and pushing as much power as possible into your legs.
Unfortunately, you couldn’t keep this up forever. Your breath was coming out in heavy gasps now, and it felt like your lungs were going to explode. You could feel your muscles weakening, and your speed gradually slowing down. You figured you had at most a minute left before your legs would completely give out.
And judging by the threats streaming from behind you, you did not want to get caught by him.
Then, out of the corner of
Eyeless Jack X Reader pt.1
You turned off your alarm and got up to see what was today, Friday. You looked at the time and it was 6 A.M. in the morning and you had about 2 hours before school started. You went straight to the restroom to take a shower and other morning routines before you went back to your room to change into a (f/c) shirt, black jeans, (f/c) converse, and your (f/c) headphones. You finished changing and looked at the time and it 6:45 A.M. so you went downstairs to eat breakfast. You ate cereal and once you finished eating, you went straight back up to your room. You grabbed your brush and brushed your hair before you straighten your hair. After that, you grabbed your binder, backpack and your phone and looked at the time, it was 7:15 A.M. and you decided to walk to school right now.
You left your house and started walking down the street until a boy yelled your name behind you. "(Y/n)! Wait up!"
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