25 Walking Dead25 Walking Dead by fennecfox13
Nick, Clint, Bruce, and Henry are sitting around a conference room table.
Nick: Has she said anything?
Clint: Nothing, not a word since she arrived.
Henry: I can’t believe it. In all my years of working with S.H.I.E.L.D, I’ve never experienced something of this magnitude.
Nick: I’m calling in everyone to see if some answers can be produced.
Bruce: We should give her a little more time, then, maybe she will talk to us.
Maria: Sir, Jane Foster and Erik Selvig are here.
Nick: Barton, I want you to scope out the cemetery and see if there is anything out of the ordinary.
Jane: It’s about time we finally meet in person…Nick Fury, correct?
Erik: Jane, please just be quiet. Director Fury, it is to my understanding that you are in need of our help?
Nick: I am aware that you two have experience with Asgardian facts and science, am I right?
Nick: I need you to tell us
Give in to me (Thor x Reader) One-shotGive in to me (Thor x Reader) One-shot by savrom
Two fluorescent, red eyes gazed at you from a distance. You turned your swords around in your hands, ready to attack. Thor’s steady breathing next to you echoed in your ears. You would have rather done this on your own, but Fury had insisted you would work in a team.
You looked around you, seeing at least a dozen more eyes gazing at you. Thor had told you to stay behind the wall, waiting for them to attack first, but you were getting impatient. The sooner this would be over with, the happier you were.
Without listening to any of Thor’s objections you ran out of hiding, a battle cry welling from your throat. Within seconds you were surrounded. You ducked as one of them lashed out to you. You were only just able to avoid being knocked to the ground. You turned your swords around in your hands again and stormed after them, thrusting your swords into their weak spots, causing them to fall to the ground immediately. You cut of several of their heads and wiped the sweat off your
One Day (Loki x Reader) One-shotOne Day (Loki x Reader) One-shot by savrom
You were sitting inside Stark Tower, ticking on the kitchen table nervously. Loki was sitting opposite of you and looked at you with his typical mischievous smile.
‘Why do I have to babysit him?’ you asked Fury, finally able to pull your gaze away from Loki. ‘Can’t you just lock him up downstairs?’
‘We’ve talked about this, [Name]. Loki is part of the team now. No more fights. No more cells. He has promised to do what we ask of him.’
‘Yeah, right...’ you scoffed, turning your gaze back to Loki. ‘Like his word means anything.’
Fury sighed. ‘Look, I also rather have it differently, but we need him. Besides, without his scepter, he is as harmless as an ant, right Loki?’
Loki nodded, keeping his eyes on you. ‘Whatever you say, Nick.’
‘Don’t worry, [Name],’ Fury said, turning to you again. ‘We’ll be back tomorrow night. If anything happens, you c