Matchsticks and Candy Canes is a co-written Christmas story that is set to release on December 9th.
(Teaser made by the co-author ((Mary Dublin)))
(Teaser made by the co-author ((Mary Dublin)))
Take Me Home Aimee II: FifteenTake Me Home Aimee II: Fifteen
Heath wasn't a master sailor, but the Decade was pretty straightforward in its controls. As of right now it seemed as though the Decade was the only thing that was straightforward. He really liked Aimee, but he was tired of her acting like deep down he was a monster
He softened when he recalled the many verbal and even physical errors he had made because of her size.
After several minutes, a door opened distantly, and so after followed the sound of the giant approaching.
"Hey." He braced himself on either side the doorframe leading to the lounge, no further. Just popping in. "Just wanted to give you heads up, there's going to be a bit of a jerk when we dock in a few minutes."
Aimee looked up when she heard Heath’s voice, still feeling ashamed for what she had said earlier. “Heath…” she started to explain herself but when he didn’t move from the door frame, she felt herself slump down a bit. He must have sti
Take Me Home Aimee II: FourteenTake Me Home Aimee 2: Fourteen
The sun beat down upon the polished deck of the Decade, Heath's yacht. It had rained all morning, threatening to ruin their day off, but it finally cleared up around one, and they had seized their window of opportunity to view the waterfront firsthand. After a late lunch, they opted to simply lie out under the sun for a while. Relax. Heath gave Aimee a wash cloth on the other deck chair – even though she room up hardly any space on it.
At first, he kept checking his phone, eyes invisibly scanning the contents behind reflective lenses and replying to emails. But after fifteen minutes or so, he became still. For a guy who liked to talk a lot, he had no trouble being quiet. Maybe it was Aimee. She seemed to be a constant reminder for him to slow down and think about things more. Though at the moment, he wasn't thinking about anything at all. His mind was blissfully blank, and soon enough he had been lulled into a light doze by the heat of the aft
Avengers x Abused! Reader Steve Rogers
I blinked at the phone. I stared at it. I was puzzled and scared. I was worried about (Name). I had always been worried about her. She was such a sweet girl. She was petite and at certain times shy. She was in the field as a spy and was an excellent knife thrower, which meant she could protect herself from far ranges. Which was one of the reasons I was so confused. She could protect herself, so why was she letting Allen do what was to her. Perhaps he had some kind of leverage over her. The reason didn’t really matter that much to me though. I was worried about her, because I loved her, and I had loved (Name) since the day we first met. It was the same day when Natasha, Tony, Bruce, and I had first met.
In our first encounter, she was in a state of panic. Agent Clint Barto
HetaliaxChild reader Romano
England opened the envelope. “An Italian,” he muttered. Clearing his throat he announced, “It appears your father is Romano,” China whirled around and carefully passed (Name) to the shocked Italian. “I’ll see you dudes next meeting!” America waved suddenly and left the room, signaling an end to the meeting.
Romano cradled the little girl close to his chest, his mouth still slightly ajar. “Trying to catch flies Roma?” Spain snickered. “Fuck off,” her father spat. “I don’t think you should curse in front of the bella, fratello,” his brother suggest. “Sorry,” Romano muttered. “Congratulations Romano,” Spain grinned. “Grazie,” Romano nodded, readjusting (Name) in his arms. “She’s so cute,” Italy smiled. “Can I hold your hija?” Spain asked. “Just don’t hurt her,” Romano warned. Spain tickled (Na
Avengers x Abused! Reader Bucky Barnes
“Steve, I have to go,” I said quickly to Steve, unwrapping the cloth around my hand. Steve Rogers, paused mid punch and stared at me. “I just got I call from (Name). She needs my help,” I explained. Steve nodded understandingly and put another punching bag on his hook. I smiled to him. After all those years being apart and after all the fighting, he was still my best friend.
I dashed out to my car. As the wind whipped my face, I noted how strange it felt not having long hair anymore. Once S.H.E.I.L.D. fixed me up, I figured it’d be best to become a decent human being again, thus I cut my long hair back to how it was before all of this. Before Hydra had gotten to me. Before Steve was frozen in the ice of the Atlantic. Before (Name).
Hetalia x Child Reader Ukraine
England opened his mouth to speak, but closed it again. “Spit it out it out already Eyebrows,” France demanded. England glared at him, then reread the letter. “Well… uh… Miss. (Name). It seems you don’t have any kin what-so-ever,” the air caught in her throat. Her boss. The man she trusted most. Had lied to her. The room was uncomfortably quite. It was the silence that reminded (Name) of her homeland just after a fire. China slowly rocked her in his arms, in an attempt to sooth her.
“I’ll take care of her,” a female voice finally spoke up. A woman with short silvery hair and extremely large breasts, stepped forward. “Sister dearest, it’s not wise to take the child,” Russia put his hand on the woman’s shoulder. “No, little brother. I know what I’m doing for once,” the woman, who (Name) now knew as Ukraine, shook her head furiously and jerked away from Russ
Hetalia x Child Reader Greece
“Greece,” England said, tiredly. “Greece-san,” Japan shook his friend. Greece sat up. “The child,” he asked waking up. “Hai. The girl is yours,” Japan nodded. Greece got up and waked toward you. “She cute,” Greece said holding the girl close, “Like a cat,” “What!?” Turkey screeched, “No way can that loser take care of a kid,” Greece glared heavily at the Turk. Turkey ran over to you and your new father. “Hey (Name),” Turkey said, “If this loser hurts you just come to Uncle Turkey. I’ll take care of you,” Greece angrily shoved Turkey away from you. “Don’t take to my daughter,” then he stalked off.
In his car he said, “Are you alright?” you nodded, trembling a bit. “Are you cold?” he
Avengers x Abused! Reader Bruce Banner
I frowned, but didn’t look up from the book I was reading. This man, Allen, made me want to turn into The Hulk. It wouldn’t be a pretty sight if I went to get (Name), but what choice did I have? So decided to go save her from Allen’s abuse. Angrily I slammed the book shut and stalked out of the room. Tony, of course, ran after me. “Where do you think you’re going?” Tony grabbed my shoulder, “We just got a call that our friend is in danger and you’ll just leave?!” I causally brushed the brunettes hand off my shoulder. “I’m going to go get (Name),” I said calmly. Tony gasped over dramatically. “W-What about Big Green,” he asked. I rolled my eyes at him. He was always worried about me turning into The Hulk.
Avengers x Abused! Reader Clint Barton
We all looked at each other. (Name) had just called S.H.E.I.L.D and we all knew something was really wrong. After a few moments of silence everybody was looking at me. “What?” I my eyes flicked around the room. “Aren’t you gunna go after her?” Tony asked. I blinked in surprise. “Why would she want me to save her?” I asked. “God Dammit Clint,” Natasha snapped, “How dense could you possibly be? You’re the one who wanted to smash Allen’s face in the most. So go do it,” “Lady Natasha is correct,” Thor agreed, “If you want to prove your love to Lady (Name) you should save her,”
Slightly shaken I got from my seat and hurried off. In my car some many things ran through my mind
Avengers x Abused! Reader Thor
Rain poured down on Stark Towers. We, the Avengers, where gathered in the big building, waiting for further orders. “Miss. (Name) is calling you sir,” Metal Mans’ machine everyone called J.A.R.V.I.S. sounded in the room. I jerked my head up.
It had been such a long time I’d seen (Name) and I missed her so. True I had been in Asgard for some time, but when I returned I had wished to see her. Alas I did not get to full fill that a wish. “Answer it,” Tony said. “T-Tony,” a panicked voice whimpered over the phone. We all blinked at one another, hardly any of us have ever heard (Name) sound that way. Tony lurched forward in his chair. “(Name)? You okay kid?” I believe Tony meant to pick up cellular telephone, but he did not. “Listen,” her sweet voice was hushed, “I don’t ha
Hetalia x Child Reader America
With a nervous gulp England stepped toward you. "Well, my dear. It seems your father's America," "A-are you serious?" America asked, shock was evident in his voice. "No. I just made that up because you can handle a child," England snapped his tone thick with sarcasm. "Dude calm your tits!" America said, "I'm just surprised yo," "America aru! Your own child is having a coughing attack aru," China snapped, holding you close to his chest. While you where coughing horrible. "You bloody wanker," England smacked America on the back of his head. Rubbing his neck sheepishly, America scooped you up from China. "I zink zat ends the meeting for zis month," Germany said. "Congratz America," Hungary said, "Don't screw this up," America's baby blue eyes widen with fear a little. "We should get outta here dudette," America said, "Before it get's super