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LokixReader ConfinedYou just had to be sick that day...it had to be on the day of your bakeshop's grand opening. Perfect. Just. Perfect.
You stood up and paced the room trying to cover as much space as possible when you hear the door open.
"You are not supposed to be out from bed you know." you heard his voice, but you keep pacing anyway. Sick in your house sure, you could handle that. But when S.H.I.E.L.D. agents saw you unconscious in your house during one of their visits they just had to call the ambulance and fuss over you...getting a high fever for five consecutive days wasn't a big deal right? You were known as a worker never stopping until it was night and then there you are with needles stuck to your body and visitors in your room everyday. It's not even fun to doodle on your sketchpad anymore because of Thor and the others craning their necks to get a goddamn peek.
"You're muttering." you heard Loki's voice interfere with your thoughts, you stopped pacing and sat on the floor, ignoring Lok
2p! America x Child! Reader (Part 1)2p! America x Child! Reader
(Introduction Part 1)
It was nightime and you and your so-called-parents were drunk off their asses again. You were only 4 but yet you still understood most adult things but not as well. You were sitting in the car alone since you couldn't go inside the pub,
'why can't they just go home already?'
You thought bitterly. You've always hated your stepparents since you had to live with them for most of your life. It had been 3 years since your real parents died in a car accident (died on impact). So you had to live with some real dipshits for 3 years.
'i bet if i left they wouldn't notice'
You thought to yourself bitterly. You unbuckled yourself and got out of the car closing the door behind you.
'i don't care if they get robbed. What have they done for me? Literally nothing!'
You walked along the road angry at everything kicking things here and there.
"Stupid parents always getting drunk off their asses leaving me alone. I hate them so much!"
2p! America x Child! Reader (Part 3)2p! America x Child! Reader
You held your eyes shut when the gun fired expecting death. But…the bullet never came. You slowly looked at the blonde but he was looking elsewhere his gun in the air being held by something you looked at the cause and it was a man with dark brown hair with red streaking it, tan skin, and he was wearing red shades over his eyes, a dark brown leather jacket with a chaos symbol on the left chest, a plane on the left upper arm, holding a nailed bat on his shoulder, and he wore ripped dark jeans, and converse.
(idk if he wears military boots)
He had a smirk on his face flashing a broken tooth.
"Killing kids are we? That's a little low even for u." he said cooly.
Lutz glared daggers at him ripping his wrist from his grip. "Vat are you doing here?" he growled venom dripping from his words. The man shrugged, "I was bored and thought i could get a fight out of you but i dunno since killing kids is your thing now."
"And vat's v
2p! America x Child! Reader (Part 2)2p! America x Child! Reader
You didnt know what awaited you in the dark place you decided to explore. The whole place was ruined and chaotic, rubble, dirt, and other filth littered the floor some papers were sitting neatly on a desk, curious you looked at them. They read:
You looked through each of them till you found your lastname on two of them you stopped and read the names over and over again.
(l/n), (Dad's name) and below it read (l/n), (Mom's name). Memories came flooding back.
You glared at everything, instantly hating everything. Since nothing but bad memories started realling through your mind you decided to leave, setting the papers down scattered by anger, you turned and started for the crater when you heard heavy laughter coming your way.
You quickly looked around for a place to hide, the laughter was coming closer as you frantically looked around. You found a desk by the wall and hid under it.
(not the best hiding sp
2p! America x Child! Reader (Part 7)2p! America x Child! Reader
You didnt realize you were crying in your sleep till you felt something wet and warm rub on your face. You woke up slightly and kept feeling the thing on your face. Your vision was a blur, the only thing you could really see is a white mass, you blinked tiredly focusing. Your vision did eventually come back as you saw Kimi licking your face free from tears.
Surprised at seeing him you jumped and looked around frantic for a way out. Kimi held u close in his fur, (but not where he suffocates you.), trying to calm you down without hurting you. You eventually did relax wearing yourself out from struggling.
He finished cleaning ur face, which completely doused you in slobber.
'He's like a huge dog really.' you thought wiping your face. Kimi laid back holding you to his chest, you groaned in his fur wanting out and away from his grasp. He 'smiled' a bit still holding you.
Then he heard banging somewhere in the house he raised his head to liste
2p! America x Child! Reader (Part 4)2p! America x Child! Reader
You finally woke up feeling a softness around you. You looked down to see a soft grey blanket that was much to large for your small form. You looked around cautiously…the room was huge. Dark mahogany wood floors, wooden walls with many holes in them, and a white ceiling. You were laying on the couch curled up hugging a pillow, the couch was black leather with wrinkles, tears, and fading marks from constant use.
'Wh-Where am i?'
You thought to yourself becoming frightened again. You wrapped the blanket around you in a comforting way and you snuggled the pillow close to you.
You thought shivering as you heard thuds from above you moving around. You curled up tighter as the thuds sounded like they wrere coming down the stairs.
I started coming down the stair to check on the kid to see if she was still there or not. But the feeling still lingered over him, but he couldnt plac
2p! America x Child! Reader (Part 8)2p! America x Child! Reader
Al walked home with you in his arms while you fell asleep.
Luckly they didnt run into James on the way home, Al went inside and took you upstairs to a room. He laid you down on the bed carefully and put a blanket over you and went downstairs to make you some dinner.
---Another Time Skip---
You woke up from a bad dream. More like a memory than a dream, it was the night your parents' accident happened.
You all just got to your Aunt's house, your mother took you out of the car and into the house. It was pouring hard outside, you were soaked by the time you got inside. Your mother wrapped a towel around you to keep you dry. Your Aunt came out of the kitchen, with some honey tea. She offered it to you, "Here you go hun." You took the warm beverage, "Thank you."
Your Mother handed you to your Aunt, she took you and looked at your Mother worriedly. "Your sure that doing this will solve your problems
2p! America x Child! Reader (Part 9)2p! America x Child! Reader
You woke up again a hour later and felt yourself being held close. You looked up, and saw Al fast asleep holding you to his chest. You smiled and cuddled him closer, he adjusted his arms to where he was holding you again. You giggled a little and poked him lightly in the chest. "Daddy?"
Nothing but snores. You sighed and wiggled out of his grip, he was still asleep. You crawled to the end of the bed having thought a amazing of a amazing idea. You giggled to yourself and the rolled over on his back, you got up standing and jumped on his chest landing on your legs.
He shot up completely awake, hitting ur head with his in the process. "Ouchie…" you complained holding your head. But you hugged him giggling. "Hehe, i woke you up Daddy.~"
He looked at you and chuckled holding his chest where you landed.
"Yea, i guess you did Kiddo." he wrapped a arm around you hugging you. You giggled cutely which made him smile. "You hungr
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Teenage TaoismGiving birth is the closest I’d ever felt to dying.
Before that, my near death experiences had consisted only of my silent announcement of pregnancy—silent, being that my social media accounts were all deleted almost simultaneously and I never returned to school in the fall, saying without really saying that I had caught the malicious disease of “teenage pregnancy”. I’m sure the whisper spread in the hallways like the Bubonic Plague. That September, sitting at home on what would have been the first day of my senior year, I imagined friends I’d never talk to again saying “she was only seventeen, and so full of life!” at my absence in the cafeteria tables, as if they were attending my funeral instead of talking about me behind my back.
"Full of life," I had snorted then, folding a never ending stream of what had once been my own baby clothes. "Literally."
I walked around like a zombie for the months of my pregnancy, deciding t
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