Loki X Reader : Chapter Four Loki X Reader : Chapter Four
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"I", he said, in a high and mighty tone of voice,"am Loki, the God of Mischief."
"Oh, right. I guess i'm your brother, Thor, then." you said sarcastically, even though one part of you was practically screaming "believe him, it's true!"
Darkly, he put a hand up as if he were going to smack you. However, he lowered it and said lowly,"He is not my brother. Not anymore."
Starting to walk out of your room, a dark green and golden suit started to materialize on him. "Now feed me," he said,"Before your useless drabble gets you hurt."
Watching him walk out, you mumble something about "That insane man..." before getting your own clothes own. You couldn't help but think about what he said. "He i
The Unknown Companion- Doctor x Reader (Chap 6)
“(Name)!” Rose’s voice rang out, “Where are you?”
You had slowly wandered through the opera house when you finally heard Rose calling your name. You swiftly changed directions and headed straight to the voice until you saw the face of your... ‘friend’. You couldn’t really tell how close you were, but something nagged at your mind. It wasn’t a big issue right now, but it was still an issue all the same. Rose looked at you and smiled.
“(Name),” she sighed, “Where were you?”
“I should ask the same.” you countered in a calm tone.
Rose laughed lightly, “Looking for you. Do you think we should leave here?”
You shook head, “No... I have a feeling he’ll be here. I don’t know when, but he’ll show up.”
Rose shrugged slightly but went with the statement, “And until then?”
“We buy tickets to the next show.”
You and Rose both sat relativel
Sherlock x Reader Chapter 3You spent the entire journey staring at the road and ignore the silent conversation that was taking place between John and Sherlock. When the taxi finally stopped outside a modern block of apartments Sherlock leaped out without thanking the taxi drivers, leaving both you and John to thank him profusely.
Black and yellow tape marked out the police perimeter and Sherlock stood next to it whilst arguing loudly with an attending officer. A scowl formed on his face and he muttered to himself, you were pretty sure the word idiot passed over his lips more than once. Both you and John walked up to the sulking older man whose attention was firmly fixed on the retreating officer. When he felt that the interfering man was out of the way he ducked under the police tape and merely gestured for the pair of you to follow before he dashed into the building via the front door.
Before you could talk yourself out of following you copied Sherlock’s actions and a minute or so later found yourself in