OddPotatoSquad

Speak Life AvengersxBullied!Reader Some days, life feels perfect. Other days it just ain't workin. The good, the bad, the right, the wrong And everything in between. It was another one of those days. It was another one of the really bad days. The kind that made you want to run home and just stay in your room, nurse your wounds, and maybe eat a few cartons of ice cream. The day had started out so well too. Though it's crazy, amazing We can turn a heart with the words we say. Mountains crumble with every syllable. Hope can live or die You glared at yourself in the mirror. “Get it together, (Name).” You muttered to yourself.

~A/N: See, what you didn't realize is that the word 'first' was in teeny-tiny, minuscule text after 'Which one?' On my poll :D As if I wouldn't give my darling readers what they wanted!! Note that this is a LEMON; the second part will be off limits to those who aren't suitable~ ~Also, there's a lot of Romani dialect in here. Please feel free to use *Google Translate* rather than asking in the comments; I can guarantee it'll be faster lol~ ~NOTE: This is a continuation of my "Intoxication". Read on only if you wanna be confused~ * * * “Are you sure about this?” The man’s gravely voice faintly disturbs the charcoal whisker

A/N: I'm not a surgeon or anything, so I tried my best to kinda, make sense of the whole situation. I hope it works out for many of you guys! It also starts off third person, but switches over to second, so please be patient as you read! :) WARNING: It's not much of a warning, but this story could trigger some of you guys with past experience with a loved one having tumors and etc. Please read at your own risk. Levi Ackerman knew for sure that she wasn't just going to be any ordinary researcher working under him as his assistant in cancer research. Many had wondered why he had no doubts in her and truly, many excellent researchers in the fa

 2:35 pm After for what had seemed like an eternity, you had finally unpacked your room. As you plugged you phone charger into an outlet, you sighed, deciding to go and open your window so that everything would quit smelling like freshly installed carpet. You took a deep breath after you did so; happy the outside air was able to clear out the smell of chemicals from your nose completely. You smiled slightly to yourself, thinking that this place might not be so bad at all. Maybe you had been too harsh when you judged the small town as soon as you had moved in. Of course, it wasn’t like you were completely happy about moving out across

“Whoa, hey. Just slow down,” Tony said, interrupting Steve's rambling. The group had migrated down to the lab again, now consisting of the entire team minus Thor, who was out with Jane to the best of anyone's knowledge. Nat, Wanda, Bucky, and Clint had cleared various chairs and stools of the tools and papers thrown haphazardly on them to sit down. Bruce, Vision, and Tony were all standing up, the last watching Steve worriedly, who had been both pacing and ranting until a moment ago. You were curled up on a countertop, watching everyone else silently. “What he's saying,” Bruce spoke up for Steve, who still both shock