scenarios about your favorite male marvel heroes :) requests are open!

There will always be an untold story, a story behind everything. A reason why or how things came to what they are. But is it possible that we can forget about it, continue life like it was just a dream? Why do we have to forget, is it to save others or ourselves? Is it for good or bad? Sometimes forgetting where it all begin can lead us to the wrong place and be lost. But what if we chose not to forget but someone made us? A/n: This happened after Thor Ragnarok. Another AU fanfic to share with you all.

A peek into the insanity that is The Avengers tower

You're living with the Avengers, but have no powers of her own. Loki, a former villain, joins the superhero team, claiming that he has reformed, but can he be trusted?

This is about you and Loki. This was highly requested from my friends and so I decided to do it. All just a couple of one shots. Have fun! I do not own Marvel or their character's Don't forget to vote and comment!

You are a healer working with the Avengers when Loki comes to join the team! Previous #1 in Fanfiction

You're a werewolf who ends up in the company of Loki in the Avenger's tower after saving Pepper Potts' life.

* Tom Holland AU * (Tom x Reader) In progress ♾ WARNING: • Drug use • Swearing • Smut • mental illness Tom met Y/N down town one night. They hit it off and had a lot in common...including major drug addiction and mental illness.

You're a vampire who helps the Avengers defeat an evil seethe of vampires. Loki befriends you after you end up in their custody.

Shivanaala, flame goddess. (Shiv- uh- nah- luh) Your name meant auspiciousness fire. You were the daughter of Surtr, ruler of Muspelheim. Fire giant. But you weren't so giant. Being looked down upon by your parents your entire life, you strives for greatness. You were one of the most powerful goddesses to be, but to them, you were a disappointment. You fought like a warrior before you were even fifteen, the training getting harder as you grew. You could out wit and out fight the best of the best, even at your small stature for a giant, no one was match for your skill. Soon, as your title grew, word of your rising spread through the nine realms. You were Shivanaala of Muspelheim, And you were burdened with glorious purpose.