Clint x Sick! Reader |Little Bit Sick|Clint x Sick! Reader |Little Bit Sick| by Emma-Rosse
(Name) always wondered why people used the term “I feel like Death” when they were sick. It must suck to be Death if he really feels hot and cold all the time, coughing, hacking, splitting headaches, etc. So, while she felt sick and terrible that morning, she couldn’t help but feel a little bit sorry for Death, too.
She sighed, attempting to bring herself back to reality, but instead she erupted into a coughing fit. Her husband groaned softly next to her, shifting but not really responding. Her head hit the pillow again, the splitting headache beginning to take effect.
“Is this what it’s like to feel like Death?” (Name) croaked, squeezing her eyes shut when the arrow of pain pierced through her skull. She felt Clint shift next to her again.
“(Name), I have no idea what you’re taaaaaaaaaand you’re sick.” He realized, watching her hand go up to her forehead.
“Uh, yeah, just a little bit.” She replied with wh
Thor x Reader |What About Thanksgiving?|Thor x Reader |What About Thanksgiving?| by Emma-Rosse
(Name) had been married to Thor Odinson for about four months now. The newest of the newlyweds. And although she lived on earth during the time they had courted, or dated, Thor insisted that she come back with him to Asgard. She’d heard so many amazing stories about it, so how could she refuse (as long as she could return every now and then for family).
So there she was, laying sprawled across the huge bed they shared and flipping through her calendar. But she stopped at November, eyes falling on one specific date. November 30th.
“Thanksgiving is in a week.” She said aloud, circling the date with the red pen in hand.
‘This will be the first Thanksgiving we spend together.’ (Name) thought happily, and she couldn’t help the smile on her face. She absolutely loved autumn’s second holiday. It was a day to give thanks for the founding of the colonies and a great way to celebrate America’s history. Plus you got to totally pig
Steve x Pregnant! Reader |Grocery Run|Steve x Pregnant! Reader |Grocery Run| by Emma-Rosse
“Steve!!” (Name) called from the living area of the apartment, lounging as comfortably as her nine-month-pregnant tummy would allow. Moments after the call did said man appear, looking slightly flustered as he approached the couch quickly, checking her over as if she were horribly injured.
“What’s wrong? Does something hurt? Is the baby coming? Ohhh, the baby’s coming, isn’t she??” He asked, jumping to conclusions immediately (as per the norm). (Name) gave a short laugh, popping his shoulder playfully.
“No, dummy. Sophie’s not due for another week, remember? Which means you’re still going to be stuck with a super fat wife for a whole ‘nother seven days. Sorry to get your hopes up.” She replied jokingly, to which he rebuked her for.
“(Name), how many times do I have to tell you--”
“You’re not fat.” She said with him in perfect unison, obviously implying that it wouldn’t have been
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