Tony x Pregnant! Reader We'll Try AgainTony x Pregnant! Reader We'll Try Again by Emma-Snow
Tony x Pregnant! Reader We’ll Try Again
Tony Stark hated business trips with a passion. But how else was he going to convince the world that he had clean energy that actually worked?
Oh, how he wished there was another way.
He didn’t necessarily dislike them because they were tedious and/or boring, but because he had a wife he needed to look after. He needed his heart and soul with him at all times. Or rather, he needed to be with her. Which made much more sense, seeing as she refused to leave the Tower anymore.
Or rather, she couldn’t leave anymore. Not after what happened to them four months ago.
He cringed as he flew back home in his Iron Man suit, recalling the memories he’d tried so hard to drink away. The shock, the panic, her face, her pain...her blood…
‘ “Why is there so much blood…??” ‘
Suddenly, he was landing on the roof of the Tower. Shaking his head, J.A.R.V.I.S. then began removing the suit from him as
Clint x Pregnant! Reader We'll Be OkayClint x Pregnant! Reader We'll Be Okay by Emma-Snow
Clint x Pregnant! Reader We’ll Be Okay
Women usually don’t hold sticks very often. In fact, there are only a select few times a woman would actually hold a legitimate stick, no matter what size.
Usually it’s if you’re pretending to be a warrior or a fairy princess as a child, where the stick would hail from a tree, and it would be used as a “sword” or a “wand”.
Another instance would be if she’s a loving wife helping her husband pick up the ugly sticks littering the yard. Of course, the same scenario could be used for a lady who is just self conscious about her yard’s appearance, apartment or house.
An even deeper analysis would be if the woman was a nurse, and used a thermometer to check the temperature of a patient, or a tongue depressor to look down their throat to check for abnormalities.
However, in the case of (Name) Barton, she had a very specific and rather different use for this alleged “stick”.
You see, h
Loki x Baby! Reader The Change of Life or DeathLoki x Baby! Reader The Change of Life or Death by Emma-Snow
Loki x Baby! Reader The Change of Life or Death
A loud sigh escaped the lips of everyone's favorite fallen prince. He had spend the entire night trying to comfort his one true baby love, (Name) Lokidottir. She was a sweetheart, always very well behaved since the day he took her in from his Midgardian doorstep. It was quite an interesting predicament, honestly, but in the end he ended up completely falling in love with her.
However, it was moments like these when he sort of regretted taking her in. Moments, for example, like now, when she was bawling her eyes out and absolutely refused to do anything, let alone sleep or eat. He'd only had her for about two days. She wouldn't quit wailing since a 14 hours ago.
And he was definitely feeling it worse than her. Do you have any idea what 14 hours of no sleep does to a single father? More than you could ever hope to comprehend, that's for sure.
So here he was, completely exhausted and at his wit's end to trying to figure this problem
Loki x Pregnant! Reader I Called ItLoki x Pregnant! Reader I Called It by Emma-Snow
Loki x Pregnant! Reader I Called It
Loki paced outside of the bedroom chambers with all sorts of worries on his mind. (Name) was in labor, you see. And as her husband, he assumed that he would be allowed in to support her in the birth of his child. Unfortunately that wasn’t how it worked in Asgard, and so the husband was left to wait outside of the birthing room and simply pace and let the entire world fall apart around him as he wondered if his wife would be okay.
Seems legit to me.
“Brother, would you just calm down? I’m positive that Lady (Name) is alright.” Thor said as he sat by the window, a small sword in his hand as he played around with it.
“Do not try to comfort me, Brother!” He spat back. “She is obviously in pain. And yet, here I am, waiting to see if she is even alive or not!” Loki ran a hand through his hair as he turned on his heel once again. Thor simply shrugged, pondering his brother’s words.
“I still think y