Code Red Avenger x Pmsing ReaderAka How the Avengers deal with a pmsing youCode Red Avenger x Pmsing Reader by Death-For-One
“Hello sweetheart.” Tony greeted you as you sat glaring at your coffee for not being hot enough. You sneered at the cheerful man before you while you grabbed a knife smeared with jelly and began to spread it on your toast. You went to dip the knife back into the bottle only to discover it had been moved. You pulled it back to you and quickly resumed preparing your breakfast as Tony hummed beside you. Anger started to build inside you as his humming increased in volume and eventually gave way to singing.
Thankfully Tony shut up before you grew homicidal. With a sigh of relief you put your focus on making jelly toast instead of not killing your friend, only to find the jelly missing again. With a small growl you stole it from Tony again.
“I was using that.” He complained while he reached for it again. You put a stop to that though by twisting around and pointing the knife at him
Braiding A Demi-God's Hair (Thor X Reader)You and Thor were on a quick mission. It was half spying and half action. It was actually entertaining, and fairly easy, and who could complain fighting side-by-side next to a insanely hot Demi-God! The only thing you could complain about though, was that is was freaking freezing! It didn't help that your jumpsuit was made out of a thin material or that you were in Alaska. It didn't seem to have any affect on Thor, the lucky bastard.Braiding A Demi-God's Hair (Thor X Reader) by Eternal-Violet-Void
Finally the mission was over, but sadly a S.H.I.E.L.D jet wasn't able to get to your location until tomorrow. So here you were leaning into a Demi-God for warmth, hanging out in an old abandoned shack. You sat on a wooden crate as you rubbed your shoulder to generate friction. You found that didn't work when your teeth began to chatter. "(Name), are you ill?" Thor asked leaning down in front of you.
"N-No I-I'm just c-cold T-Thor." Apparently he didn't seem convinced as he softly laid a big hand on your forehead before touching it to his own. "Strange, you