You grinned wildly. Had your hands been free of the object you held, you would have been rubbing them together menacingly.
"(Y/n). No. Stop." Loki rolled his eyes at you. When his eyes finally settled, he landed a cruel glare, to this, you only offered a giggle as you lifted the object in your hands.
"No. No." Loki took a step towards you. You took three hops back.
Loki's helmet shone brightly in the glare of the sunlight, which came pouring through the window to your (right/left). Loki stretched out his hands, attempting to grab the helmet.
You quickly took a few more hops backward.
"Next time," Loki groaned. "Remind me to hide the ener
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The Glorified Babysitter Chapter 3: LokiXReader
"Why have you come here?" Loki demanded, "Haven't you given up on me?"
You wanted to beg him to be the Loki you knew, the one who hadn't hurt you and didn't despise your existence. He couldn't even look at you. You bowed your head. You had to come back and get your things. Tony wouldn't make it easy on you of course. He was disappointed that you were giving up on Loki. You had to bow your head and take your breakfast from Steve that morning because he too was giving you a disapproving look. It was the type of look that made your innards feel like they were being twisted with a knife. Why was he so good at giving such a frowning look? Tony sa
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It was late and the storm was raging on. You couldn't sleep. Every roar of thunder, every crack of lightening staved off your sleep. You paused to stare up at the bruised, purple-black clouds inching their way menacingly across the sky like a slow and thick molasses, engulfing the once peaceful blue that was present during the day. The wind whipped outside. It was a violent storm. Fat drops of rain began to fall from the sky, landing with a machine gun-like rattle on the glass and everything in between. You sighed. It was your fourth week working for Stark. Since the incident a less than a week ago, Loki went back to ignoring you once more.
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Killua and Gon knew that Nozomi would be sticking around for awhile, at least until the boys found him foster parents. They weren't expecting to keep the kid for seven years, and the boys eventually came to the conclusion that Nozomi was their son, and they wouldn't be able to get rid of him even if they wanted; and they honestly never wanted to. Many, many things happened within those long seven years: Nozomi called Gon and Killua "Mama" and "Papa" until he was about five, now he refers to them as "Gon-chan" and "Killua-kun," Gon and Killua started dating after raising Nozomi for a year; Gon just randomly confessed one day and they've been t
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Killua was prepared to face many things in life; fighting for survival, killing, and dying, he was ready for that. Things like that were easy to him, something that could easily be handled if he trained hard enough and was strong. But there were some things that no matter how much preparation went into it, something would catch him off guard, and it was mostly because of Gon. His friend never ceased to surprise him and what happened a few hours ago was no different.
Three Hours Ago
Gon and Killua had reached a new town in the midst of their travels and decided it was the perfect place to rest and train for awhile, after checking into a hote
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If there was one thing that Gon and Killua were excited for (aside from meeting Ging), it was growing up and becoming adults. Gon was constantly told by Mito that he would grow up to be tall, strong, and handsome; like his father. He told Killua this, the ex-assassin at first wasn't eager to grow up, since his family members weren't the most attractive people in the world. But, after hearing Gon's motivational words of, "You'll definitely be cool when you're older, Killua!" made the white-haired boy actually excited about the future. Time passed and the two boys were now seventeen and young men; and puberty treated them kindly, but at the sam
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Killua stirred and groaned. He felt awful. His head hurt, and so did his back. His ears rang loudly, blocking out all other sound. He couldn't feel his legs and arms. He didn't know where he was or how he came to be there. All he knew was that he was in pain and he didn't like it.
Then feeling slowly came back to him. First came the tips of his ears; not a very useful body part, but it was a start. Then came his legs, and his arms, and the rest of his body down to his toes. He moved experimentally. There didn't seem to be any permanent damage, and the pain was going away already. This was a good thing.
For a mome
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Pacing. It was like that was all he could do anymore. He hated it. It made him feel weak. Just like she did. He cringed at the thought. Her. _______. _______ with her stunning {e/c} eyes, soft {h/c} hair, and her fiery personality- A resounding bang echoed through the room as he slammed his fist into the wall. No. He wouldn't think like that. He couldn't.
With a growl Viral resumed his pacing. He hated her. He hated what she did to him. Hated the way she made him feel. Hated her smile, hated her laugh, hated her absurd ability to always know what to say to lift his spirits even a little. He hated it. He hated everything.
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"Where did he come from?" you asked.
The raven haired man was sealed tighter than a tomb. He was chained to the wall, with a muzzle around his face. Darkened bruises lined his features. Furious green eyes watched the camera in the corner. He may have been a nice man if he hadn't been sealed away the way he had been. You had been selected by Tony Stark himself to serve as his aid. You were to just take care of him, feed him, guide him to the showers (where guards would watch at all times. That was an awkward thought), and provide company until the Avengers could decide what to do with him seeing as he had just tried to take over the wo
You sighed rubbing your eyes, which hurt from staring at the computer for several hours. You had been working for Fury Corp for a few months now, so you should be used to doing all of this work. You were recruited by Nick Fury himself for two reasons. The first was your computer skills, which were almost on par with Bruce Banner and Tony Stark. The second was that you were a master with a gun and you could hit any target. So you were asked to be aboard Fury Corp's flying fortress with the newly formed Avengers. Tony had returned a little while ago with the Norse God Thor and the villain Loki, who was placed into a glass cell over a hole in t