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T'Challa x Reader |Utsotsi|
T’Challa smiled to himself, peering into the room and hoping he’d spot you somewhere nearby. For some reason, you were nowhere to be found. The bedroom was empty, and he had yet to spot you.
“Umfazi*?” He called, looking around your home. The space was quiet and peaceful, from the kitchen to the living area to the- wait, no, maybe not the living area.
T’Challa peered over the couch, finding you falling fast asleep with the television running on some news channel depicting how terrible things were going in the world.
“Umfazi…” He murmured, his fingers brushing the back of your cheek. Your nose
All
1164 deviations
Literature
Till' Heartbreak Do We Part | Bruce Wayne x Reader
TWO MONTHS EARLIER
“Mr. Wayne wanted me to drop this off,” Alfred handed you a pair of cuffs, “He also told me to tell you that he’ll have all your things moved back here by tomorrow evening.”
You barely nodded, your fingers grazing over the cuffs you got him for his birthday. They were special. You made them yourself.
PRESENT DAY
I’m down to my skin and bone
And my mommy, she can’t put down the phone
And stop asking how I’m doing all alone, alone
But the truth is the stars are falling, ma
And the wolves are out c-calling, ma
And my home has never felt this far
“Are you taking your medic
Featured
328 deviations
Literature
See you again (Steve x Reader) - Part 8
1943, Italy - After jumping from the platform
Seconds seemed like hours as Steve was still in the air, slowly falling down. He could see the worried look in your eyes, your arm stretched out as far as was possible. Steve could only hope he could reach it.
A large explosion shielded you from view and Steve almost started to think the worst, when suddenly there was a tug on his arm. He heard the cracking sound from the metal bar you were holding, but luckily it held and you were able to pull him up. How you were able to do that would be a question for later. Right now he couldn't thank you enough for catching him.
'Thank you,' Steve panted,
Bucky X Reader
146 deviations
Literature
T'Challa x Reader |Utsotsi|
T’Challa smiled to himself, peering into the room and hoping he’d spot you somewhere nearby. For some reason, you were nowhere to be found. The bedroom was empty, and he had yet to spot you.
“Umfazi*?” He called, looking around your home. The space was quiet and peaceful, from the kitchen to the living area to the- wait, no, maybe not the living area.
T’Challa peered over the couch, finding you falling fast asleep with the television running on some news channel depicting how terrible things were going in the world.
“Umfazi…” He murmured, his fingers brushing the back of your cheek. Your nose
AvengersxReader
122 deviations
Literature
Last Winter [JackFrostxReader] Pt.2
It was later in the night that Jack Frost would understand what had happened to him during the morning hours of the day. The room that he had gone to explore was a small one with no special decorations that would identify it as a child's bedroom. If he had to describe it in one word, Jack would say it was strange considering that it was supposed to belong to a little girl.
The walls were a neutral khaki color with no creative designs and were decorated only with posters of the Solar System, the Periodic Table of Elements, the Scientific Method, and many others that focused on the same subject. On each corner of the room, at the feet of the s
Jack FrostxReader
160 deviations
Literature
Sherlock X Reader: Deducing You (One-Shot!)
Sherlock X Reader: Deducing You (One-Shot!)
221 Baker Street
You were standing in Sherlock’s apartment making some tea for him and you’re Brother John. You hummed quietly when you turned around and saw Sherlock leaning against the door frame looking at you up and down. You turned back around and just continued making tea.
John was standing in the living room reading the newspaper, “Sherlock? Did you read about this new case in the paper?” John asked looking up at Sherlock realizing he was staring at you.
Sherlock wasn’t paying any attention to him.
“Oi! Stop staring at my little sister!” John sna
SherlockxReader
62 deviations
Literature
Still { Hiccup x Reader } Part 4
Hiccup was pale, his bright green eyes now dim with worry as his hands trembled and patted Toothless's head. You sat next to Hiccup and pulled your feet up while scratching Toothless's chin, letting a small sigh leave your lips at his heavy breathing. Toothless had been like this for an hour now, and Hiccup was starting to blame himself for it, even though you pointed out that Toothless had wanted to help him fight the Silver Phantom. “It's all my fault.” Hiccup started again, hanging his head with a shameful sigh. “Toothless would be okay if it weren't for me.”
You shook your head and threw your arms around the young
HiccupxReader
33 deviations
Lokixreader
13 deviations
Literature
Peter Parker x Artist!Reader ~ Nerd, huh?
You just finished your school. Literally. You were drawing a picture of your old high school, a present for your friend, Gwen Stacy. You heard she broke up with her boyfriend, Peter Parker and you wanted to cheer her up. Though she didn't look sad at all and she didn't take your gift, so you were standing there, in front of her house, confused, holding a huge (really, really huge!) picture of the high school. You blinked few times and let go a deep breath.
"Well fuck you too then." You mumbled under your breath and turned away only to bump into... Peter Parker himself! "What the-?!" And you were lying on the ground. And your picture too. In t
Peter ParkerxReader
21 deviations
Literature
Eleventh!DoctorxReaderxTenth!Doctor - To Move On
Eleventh!DoctorxReaderxTenth!Doctor - To Move On (One-shot)
Setting: After Ten's regeneration </3
Contains: Meh.
Enjoy~ and just like... go along with you being able to do what you do while he regenrates okay LOL
"Please, please don't go..." I cried as I held onto the Doctor. "I... I love you!" I held the Doctor's collar as he held me by the waist. The Doctor... He had saved Wilfred, Donna's grandfather, and in the end he had to regenerate. But I couldn't let him do that, I... I fell so hard for him, it was difficult to let go.
"What will I do without you? I'm going to miss you, your hair, your eyes, everything. You saying 'Allons-y!'
Doctor Who X Reader
44 deviations
Literature
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas Tomxreader
Swaying back and forth ever so subtly, you mouthed the words to the song that started playing in the background. You wiped your hands on your apron, removing the flour residue. As you pulled out the Christmas cookie cutters, your movements became more pronounced and the silent whispers began to sound. Popping the unbaked cookies into the oven, you started to do little twirls. On your final turn, hands found their way to your waist, causing you to inhale suddenly, but a smile made its way to your face, as well as a light pink color.
"Here we are as in olden days," the voice began to sing, "Happy golden days of yore."
"Faithful
Tom Hiddleston X Reader
5 deviations
Literature
Angel of music (Dean/Reader/Castiel) part 2
The last thing I remember was falling. It burned as my wings tried to hold me up out of reflex. I landed next to another angel, but she was not too friendly. She had immediately tried to kill me. I had never fought before, I didn't even have an angel blade. Somehow I got the blade and killed her. I just flew to wherever my wings could take me. I landed rather harshly in front of a big round door. I remembered some angels looking for Castiel, my long time friend. We haven't talked in a few centuries, but I figured he was the only one who could help me. It was a long shot, but maybe, just maybe, he was here. I would go door to door looking for
Supernatural X Reader
25 deviations
Literature
Midnight Swim (Daryl Dixon X Reader)
Author's Note: This story takes place in season three or season four of the Walking Dead (I can't remember which, sorry! >.< ), so if you haven't seen it, it probably won't make too much sense. Just a warning.
You slipped under the cool water, leaving your damp clothes on the grass. You had left the prison so you could wash your clothes and bathe in peace. Well, that, and you hadn’t been swimming in ages, and damn it you wanted to go swimming! There were walkers out here of course, but being in the prison wasn’t so safe anymore. Not with people turning in to walkers because of that damn flu.
You sighed as you swam around, wetti
Daryl Dixon X Reader
4 deviations
Literature
Deadpool x Reader |Dead Love|
“So...why do people call him Deadpool?” Her question sent about five hundred thousand groans up in the air, every single one of the Avengers looking at her like she had a serious problem. Tony looked the least impressed, and of course Peter Parker, who was much less pleased with the idea she was bringing up the troublesome mercenary.
And of course, by troublesome, we mean endlessly, hopelessly full of issues he found great joy in inflicting on others. Said others didn’t appreciate it, hence the lack of enthusiasm from the team.
“(Name), I swear to all that is holy- if you don’t stop talking about that wall-brea
Marvel reader inserts
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