Teen SuperWhoLock by CumberCollectiveAUS, literature
Literature
Teen SuperWhoLock
Chapter One
I’m walking through the new school I just arrived at, after getting kicked out from my old school because the teachers thought I was being a ’know-it-all’, the thing is, I did know it all, and no one liked it. You see, I have this thing, a curse I deem it as, where I notice everything. Most people see but do not observe. I call people out on things that are true about themselves but they don’t want to hear it, but I don’t get it, I’m just telling them the truth, and of course I’m right 99% of the time but there is always something. There are too many people around, catching up with each o
Late Night (Twelfth Doctor x Reader) by chloein221b, literature
Literature
Late Night (Twelfth Doctor x Reader)
"Doctor?"
The voice echoed the TARDIS control room as ______ called out, walking up to the console in her night-wear. It was the middle of the night and she couldn't sleep. Normally, she was fine, but for some reason, she just couldn't sleep. ______ looked round for the Doctor, sighing as she couldn't spot him anywhere.
"Doctor?" She tried again, only to hear silence. A few moments later, she was about to call louder, when a loud 'shhhh' came from above. She looked up to where the sound came from, seeing the Doctor sat in an armchair on the third level, looking off into the distance, like he was thinking. "Doctor, what are you doing?" She a
A Jotun Dream pt. Thirty One (LokixReader) by Fated-Wings, literature
Literature
A Jotun Dream pt. Thirty One (LokixReader)
You groaned as the elevators were down, running back out of the building and slipped on some suction gloves.
‘I so need to get hold of some Stark technology…. S.H.I.L.D.’s got nothing on Tony in this department…” you thought as you started pulling yourself up on the side of the tower, getting pretty far and gasped as your right hand lost suction, sending you skidding down a few floors before you slapped the suction back onto the glass. You gulped, keeping your body pressed to the cold surface and panted. “D-damn it! That’s just a little too close for comfort!” you shut your eyes, resting your
You snuggled into the coolness of the chest, sighing slightly and opened your eyes slowly. You jerked slightly, exhaling as you realized the man who was in bed with you was just Loki, trying to slip out of his grip without waking him and froze as he pulled you closer.
“Mm… good morning, (y/n)… you seem to be sleeping more soundly when I am near…” Loki smiled, sitting up slightly and putting a hand to your face.
“M-morning… mind letting me go now, please?” you blush as his fingertips traced the contours of your face, staring to the side as he brushed your long (h/c) bangs behind your ear and
Burning it Down Part 18 by middleearth2asgard, literature
Literature
Burning it Down Part 18
Your friends visited you everyday as you sat by Smaug's bedside. Most of the time they didn't say much, just kept you company while you clenched his hand and stared at his face in worry. Legolas came by every morning, obviously concerned about your complete lack of sleep.
By early the third morning, time had caught up with you and you had drifted off to sleep on the small part of the cot that Smaug's large build didn't take up. Somewhere in your sleepy haze, a deep "good morning" found you.
"Good morning, Legolas," you muttered without even opening your eyes. You were surprised when you heard a quiet chuckle.
"If you think you ought to be
Out of Time 2/? (Thranduil x OC) by Aora-Li, literature
Literature
Out of Time 2/? (Thranduil x OC)
Her head was pounding. She could hear her heart beat in her ears. She felt groggy. Out of place. Her nose scrunched at the earthy smell that assaulted her. The gravel under her skin alarmed her as her eyes snapped open. Her vision was disoriented and foggy before everything around her became painfully and piercingly clear. It was then she noticed the pale blonde hair that obscured her view. As she sat up she realized that her clothing, though it felt lighter for some odd reason, protected her rather well from the weird wind that swept around her.
A gasp left her lips at the now silver robes she wore. Where was the green of her cospla
4- How to Train Your Asgardian by maleficent-angel, literature
Literature
4- How to Train Your Asgardian
It was a bright and almost-warm day in Asgard. The sun was out, though a wind blew in from over the waters with a chilly bite to it. Thor wore his long armour, red cloak fanning before him as he made his way to a chamber where he was sure to find Loki.
His brother said -quiet often, actually- that he hated the midgardians, so fragile and mortal. But something about them must have drawn Loki to them, or at least didn't repel him as much as usual, as he spent much time watching them.
Thor strode into an orange curtained room, the windows where wide and glassless, leaving the curtains to flutter in the cold breeze. Up on a pedestal sat a great