707/Luciel x Hacker!Reader: A Worthy Challenge by Greenzebra00, literature
Literature
707/Luciel x Hacker!Reader: A Worthy Challenge
Seven sighs, spinning around in his chair for a second. He just got a call from his boss, and apparently, he's worried about a new company calling itself 'Heartbeat'. Light research says that the company is too new to actually know what its products are. However, with a bit more digging, Seven found two, popular rumors. One theory is that they're a black market company that sells hearts, no questions asked. Another one, serving as a more likely answer, is that the company is actually a training facility. They train their students to hone their senses so well, they can hear the heartbeat of their target from a few meters away. Since his boss d
Scott Summers x Sister!Reader Home by marilsan, literature
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Scott Summers x Sister!Reader Home
She was right -
Right there.
"Hey hey -...!"
What was he doing again?
"She'll be okay!"
He hadn't even realized he didn't even let her go. It probably didn't help that he was holding her like she was his lifeline. She probably didn't deserve it, considering how bruised up she was, and oh man she must be aching right now. Pain, flaring in spikes, he could imagine it since he had gone through pain too many times to count.
"Scott -..."
"Jean." He cried out pathetically towards the woman who was placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Why - who - what would do this?
A monster.
Who could hurt his only living blood?
The thing that tied
Dick Grayson x Goddess!Reader Uhh... by marilsan, literature
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Dick Grayson x Goddess!Reader Uhh...
Her hands trail up his chest -
He can't focus.
"You know - Grayson - you are one of the finest men I've ever met."
Oh man - he was treading on deep waters.
He can't make a wrong move. Anything stupid and the woman's mother might come down and strike him down just like in all of those Greek stories. Hell, why had the daughter of Aries, was on the Earth. Of course this wasn't the first time that he met a person coming from Greek mythology, having fought alongside Wonder Woman and Wonder Girl many times before, but to be flirting with a Greek godly entity itself was a tad disconcerting. These types of romances tended to end in tragedy, after
Yandere!Tim Drake x Reader Mine by marilsan, literature
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Yandere!Tim Drake x Reader Mine
His eyes follow her figure as she moves across the stage. She twirls in a fluffy pink tutu, doing stunts that were difficult to do without practice, and so she treads carefully whilst looking elegant at the same time. His eyes no longer waver from her performance, not even to look at the other performers, because in some twisted away he felt like he was cheating on her if he dared look upon another woman. She was the only one he adored. The only one he admired. The only one he could have.
So when he goes backstage to meet her, he's fuming when he sees another boy handing her a rose. She accepts it politely with smiles and charm. The boy cont
Sam Winchester x Child!Reader Little Winchester by CoinOperatedGirl666, literature
Literature
Sam Winchester x Child!Reader Little Winchester
Little Winchester
Request for ella
A/N: With help from The Silver Iris.
“Could you do a daddy Sam one? For a plot the daughter would be about 7 and Crowley kidnapped her and Sam has to get her back?”
You closed your eyes as the wind blew against your face, breezing through your hair and pushing it behind you. The swing swung back, the wind changing direction and blowing your hair into your face. A content smile was plastered on your lips as your little hands gripped the metal chains that kept the swing attached to its post.
Suddenly the swing stopped and your vision was gone. Being raised by hunters, you were more confused than
Damian Wayne x Genie!Reader As You Wish by marilsan, literature
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Damian Wayne x Genie!Reader As You Wish
"What is it mother?"
Damian was intrigued. Nothing, no object in his mother's possessions, were quite as well protected as a simple looking lamp sitting in the middle of the room. It was odd for his mother to protect such a useless looking item compared to the valuable antique weapons in her collection. Instead of any of those things, cursed swords, or weapons with supernatural abilities... she instead... chooses to order guards to protect a stupid yellow lamp. It was rather old-fashioned too, distasteful, and ugly looking. Whoever had crafted it had not cared too much about the appearance. His mother, apparently, didn't care too much about
More of This (Sam X Reader) (One Shot) by GracefulJewel, literature
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More of This (Sam X Reader) (One Shot)
(Name) was headed back to the Impala with the two Winchester brothers on either side and Castiel next to Dean.
“Shotgun!” she called as she raced to the passenger side door of the black car. She heard the pounding of feet behind her as she tugged on the handle of the locked door.
“No way you are going to sit in the front seat,” said the taller of the Winchester brothers.
“I am too! I called it,” she said as she waited for Dean to come and unlock the doors.
“No,” he said as he darted his hands to her midsection, “you're not.”
“Yes, I, am,” she managed between fits of
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 2 by mikmik121, literature
Literature
AlliesxChild!Reader: The Little Ally Pt. 2
You screamed, opening your eyes quickly and gripping tightly onto the nation laying below you through the dark. They quickly woke up, enveloping you in a bug, warm hug. In fact, too big a hug to be Alfred.
"What is wrong little sunflower...?" A soft voice asked. You had seen this man, the tallest one in the room where Catterpillar-brows brought you in with platinum-blond hair.
"N-Nightmare..." You managed to say before sobs overcame your small body. The other Allies were at the mouth of the tent, feeling as if they were miles away from the crying little girl in Russia's arms.
He dared not ask why you were so ups
Lazy Monday Mornings- Daddy!EnglandxMummy!Reader by PrincessJodie, literature
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Lazy Monday Mornings- Daddy!EnglandxMummy!Reader
Arthur strolled into his living room, each exuding breath slow and thoughtful. Crystalline droplets of water spiralled from his wet, shaggy mane of hair and the scent of roses emanated from his pale skin. He intended to relax for the majority of the day, smiling indulgently and settling himself on the sofa once prying a book from the vast stack on his shelves. He'd arisen slightly later than normal, showered, and as far as he was concerned he didn't particularly want to do anything else. He let his fingers ghost over the rough grey material of his jumper, realising he was practically drowning in the wool. He chuckled lightly as he realised ho