Breaking Free

Breaking Free

Summary: Imagine being something that HYDRA had no idea what they helped create. Thor recognizes you for what you are and takes you to Asgard to learn. Now.. imagine breaking free.

Words: 5.2K Warnings: Mentions of scars/torture. Violence. Brief active shooter situation. Marvel!AU. Frigga lived, Odin died. Thanos didn’t happen.

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Run, boy. Run.

Summary: Imagine being over at a friend’s house when a Youtuber walks in on you half dressed.

Words: 2.2K Warnings: Language.

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We Are Young

Summary: Imagine being the really affectionate one in your friend group and the viewers start to think there’s more behind your touches. But really there isn’t. It’s just who you are.

Words: 1.9K Warnings: Language. Requested by anonymous who said: can u do one where the reader is just constantly running her hands through everyone’s hair and it’s just her thing but it gets viewers to constantly be shipping her with literally everyone in the VS please? love your work!!

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Father's day is tomorrow and idk what to say here except this is in solidarity for any of my followers (and others) who don't have good relationships with their dads. You're a valid person and you'll be ok.

we failed

Priorities (Kandomere x reader)

Prompts: “I love you. You are what matters to me.” + “Focus on me, okay?” + reader getting shot

for @shaunamaison thank you for the request, I hope you like it!

A/N: This is more of a one-shot (1180 words) and I decided to add a gif to the drabbles as well! If anyone wants to be tagged in Kandomere stuff, let me know!

Warnings: blood, shooting, hospital stuff, argument (angst) but ends well

Drabble game here 

Arguments were a rare occurrence between you and Kandomere. He always knew how you were feeling, even better than you did, and he never gave you reason to be upset with him – except for his job. Sometimes you were incredibly worried about him, even though you knew he was good at what he was doing. But every night he was late, you couldn’t help but think the worst – that some criminal had hurt or killed him. It was irrational, you knew that and you tried not to let it show too often, but when you love someone, you always worry about them. That’s not an unusual sentiment.

Anyway, you had a rule to solve every argument before it became worse and evolved into a mountain you couldn’t climb anymore. That meant that you refused to go to bed when either of you was still upset with the other. It worked, usually. But yesterday it hadn’t.

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