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:bulletgreen: Loki x Teen Reader: Hacked :bulletgreen: (Full name) had always been on the mistrusting side; but who could blame her when so much of her life had gone down the tubes? She had been used, she had been broken, she had lost everything she held dear and had been forced to start again . . . and now she was being pushed aside by a Panty-Waste of a Norse God.   The teenager of some 15 odd years currently shrugged a leather jacket about her shoulders and let her (e/c) eyes regard the space she was inhabiting one last time. The Avengers Tower, owned by the one and only Tony Stark, was truly a wonder to behold. With every possible electr

:bulletpurple: Tony x Reader x Logan: Trouble Trio :bulletpurple: (Full name) sighed heavily as she trudged through the spacious halls of the School for Gifted Youngsters and internally cursed. The twenty-year old mutant had long since graduated from the classes held here, but it had been her home for too long to have even considered going elsewhere. This woman was a member of the X-Men, but had openly refused to be a teacher at the school. This wasn’t because she wasn’t capable of such a task, but rather the fact that she mostly enjoyed keeping to herself. This might have been due to the personality she was born with, or the fac

:bulletblue: Wolverine x Teen Reader: Kid and Gramps :bulletblue: Logan Howlett was in a foul mood. To most, this might have seemed like a normal state for the gruff mutant to be in, but they would have been wrong. For one, he hadn’t had a cigar since the night before, and it was currently hotter than hades. The weatherman had boasted a solid 102 degrees outside, and even the A-grade coolers of the school were falling short. The beer that the angry man had purchased two days ago was pathetic and had no kick whatsoever, all of his pairs of jeans were dirty so he was stuck in sweat pants (which he hated)- and he had been tasked to keepin

:bulletblue: Wolverine-x-Baby Reader: Daddy’s Girl :bulletblue: (F/n) was crying again.   No, not crying . . . screeching. And as Logan (her amused father) watched the baby cry with her little mouth open as far as it could go, he had to admit this his child’s vocal power rivaled Banshee’s. Not that it was something he needed his six month old daughter to prove, now or in fact ever.   “Come on kiddo, ya gotta stop sometime.”   When the wailing just got louder, the man sighed and picked the bawling baby up out of her crib. Gently, he bounced her in his arms in hopes to sooth her, but (F/n) only continued to cry he

:bulletred: Thor x Child Reader: Poptarts :bulletred: It was 11:00 in the morning; still much too early for lunch, but too late to be considered breakfast either . . . and (F/n) was absolutely starving!   The little girl of five had tried her best to ignore the pangs in her gut and the obnoxious growls of protest that her belly made. She had tried to distract herself by playing with her toys, and then even found Uncle Tony to play Mario Kart with her. . . But nothing was helping, and she was done waiting. From her current place on the large leather couch besides her uncle, the girl stretched her arms in an exaggerated gesture and put down he

  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

You were practically bouncing off the walls when Uncle Thor arrived. “Calm down (Name).” Your father said and handed you your favorite stuffed animal. “Uncle Thor! I missed you!” You squealed and clung to his large leg. “Aye, I missed you as well Miss (Name)!” He boomed. You looked beside him to see Jane as well. “Hi Auntie Jane!” “Hello (Name)” She chuckled.  “We must be going, Uncle Loki is expecting his princess.” Thor smiled. Your mother and father smiled and kissed you goodbye, handing Thor your weekend backpack. “Honey, no playing with Bildshnipe” Your

Prompt: -Avengers -Avenger!Loki -Avenger!Reader, fluff, all Avengers included Advice "Do you ever wonder why you're so beautiful?" You grunt as you dodge yet another one of the monster’s attack, quickly rolling to your feet and sending a rush of fire its way. The monster keens in pain and takes a step back, it massive footstep shaking the ground. "Loki! Shut up and help me!" "I shall...in just a minute!" You make yet another hard juke to the right, stopping just in time to avoid falling off the roof. "Loki!" you demand as you briefly glance at him lying wistfully on the ground across the way. "No, you simply don't understand. Th