kittycatasher

~~~A step onto Asgard~~~ A/N: My universe, my rules. No cannon here. Job descriptions are mostly vague 'preferred' requirements that a person should have to complete in order to fulfil the required role. That's why - as the god of mischief - Loki took it upon himself to ignore the act of causing havoc for no apparent reason. Now, it seemed, he had a reason to cause mayhem, and the reason to him seemed valid enough to leave Asgard in such a way that caused everyone to become slightly panic stricken, almost to the point of giving Thor a heart attack, which was saying something. "THOR!" Loki beamed as he stormed into his sleeping brother's

/Avengers x Reader Sleepover! Pt. 11 "Messy twister? OMG, that's the best idea ever! I'll go get what we need!" Tony said as he darted out of the room to gather the supplies. "Can you explain the rules?" Steve asked (y/n) politely. "It's easy! All of you know how to play twister right?" Everyone nodded yes, "well it's exactly like playing normal twister except there are lumps of paint on the spots!" (y/n) explained happily. Everyone had quizzical looks. "Wait a second. So not only do we have to play this game in bikinis and speedos, we also have to get covered in paint and no doubt slip everywhere?" Natasha said. "Huh. When you put it like t

  “Hey, did you hear we’re getting a sexy intern lady friend?” Was Tony’s greeting as he burst through the lab doors. He was met with a steel glare from his science bro , that went unnoticed, and a feminine giggle. His eyes scanned the room until he found the female body that belonged to the sound. “I’m Tony and you are?” Tony questioned with his best ‘I’m sexy and you want me’ smirk placed on his lips. You hopped off the table you had previously taken up residence on as you stuck your hand out to shake his. “(Y/n), the intern.” You grinned while your (e/c) eyes cut to

  Aka How the Avengers deal with a pmsing you Tony “Hello sweetheart.” Tony greeted you as you sat glaring at your coffee for not being hot enough. You sneered at the cheerful man before you while you grabbed a knife smeared with jelly and began to spread it on your toast. You went to dip the knife back into the bottle only to discover it had been moved. You pulled it back to you and quickly resumed preparing your breakfast as Tony hummed beside you. Anger started to build inside you as his humming increased in volume and eventually gave way to singing.       Thankfully Tony shut up before you grew homicidal. With a sigh of re

Escape. Why couldn't you escape this life? What had you done to deserve this? As you rode in the back of the fancy limousine the French man made the driver pull over by a church so his lackeys could collect some Holy Water. Across the street was a small cafe, and outside it were groups of people sitting at small tables. You blinked for a moment as a particular couple came into view...your parents, and your mother was visibly pregnant. Why were they in Italy? "THOSE BASTARDS!" You yelled at the window without realizing. "Hm?" The Frenchman turned to see what you were talking about. "Oh...Your Parents are zey?" He smiled cruelly. "How does i

You were a brave human. Very brave indeed, for you were questioning the Grand Highblood and you were not cowering in fear. Though, you were, by nature, very sleepy.  "Hey, what's your name? Mine's (Name)." you asked him. You were new and he was the first troll you saw. He turned and looked at you. He saw a half- lidded (e/c) eyed girl, who was slouching a tiny bit. You yawned and rubbed your eyes.  "You look strange. Why is you hair like that? It looks like a mane." you asked before he could answer your previous question.  "My name is the Grand HighMOTHERFUCKINGblood. And my hair is perfectly fine." he answered and he started to walk awa

*WARNING!* if you dont like kissing, look away. If you do, brilliant.* Good day.* The Doctor walked towards his TARDIS and looked back at you, eyes full of sadness. You were devastated. How could your dad be so cruel? You ran up to the doctor to hug him, but he stops you with two hands on each one if your shoulders. You look up at him. 'As this may be the last time we meet, I want to do this for you...' He pulls you in and kisses you. You blushed a deep red as he passionately kisses you on the lips. He wraps his arms around your back, keeping you pulled close to him. You both stayed fixed to the spot, not caring about anything else. It was