#Acomplished absolutely nothing

[morgan-the-lonely-brick]

I've come to the WiLd and UnExPeCtEd conclusion that i need therapy. I know. Shocker. Forreal though, i think this shit is going to be detrimental to my physical health if i keep ignoring it, it's getting worse. I feel happy overall, but i know it's not good or healthy.

It's like my brain is trying to kill me and i have to constantly fight it to stay alive. Like i had to literally argue myself into eating at least something today.

I'm unable to sleep in my own bed. It's fine at colledge. But at HOME? I just can't sleep. What the fuck.

#Just didn't feel like i deserved food today so i ate one meal at 5 pm #And then drank 2 litres of tea. #Acomplished absolutely nothing #All this combined made me behave like a dick all day #Now it's 4 am and i have to get up at 7:30

[queermystic]

Instead of a useless Blackout someone with more executive function than me should organise Email Campaigns where we spam Tumblr Support with well worded complaints about Tumblr Live and the way they've fucked over disabled users with the recent Mobile Updates.

Just keep bombarding them until they Have to do something to address our complaints.

Because being Silent never got Anyone Anything.

#tumblr blackout #come at me and get blocked im not even joking i will not entertain this utter bullshit. #this blackout is stupid and will acomplish absolutely nothing. its performative activism at its finest.

[m0onjellies]

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#i hate seeing everyone acomplish things and have a worthy life when im just out here wasting time doing absolutely nothing #like i dont even have hobbies #im smart but only kinda #but im never going to live up to the standards that my mom and grandpa set #ares.txt

[peel-this-off]

Successfully rotted away another day and acomplished absolutely nothing~😇

[spooksiedoodle]

🔥 for phi, 🎖️ for Jessamine!

PHI: LEAST FAVORITE MASTER?

She raises a pleased eyebrow over the rim of her classes at your candor. "Fortunately, and I feel this is both for myself and for them, I have not had the displeasure to meet one in person. I feel it's inevitable as my pen name gains popularity, but I am not much looking forwards to it." He twists his pen between his fingers idly. "I have had the most personal issues with Pages' censors, but I don't believe it is the worst of our oppressors. Not that any one oppression is better than another. So perhaps I'll hold my answer."

JESSAMINE: FAVORITE (non ambition) ACOMPLISHMENT?

She beams at you for asking. "I don't think there will ever be a day more exciting than the opening night of my opera, Us. Did you hear about it? I plastered advertisements all over Veilgarden and Spite, saying, 'It is a show by us, for us, and all are welcome.' The palace theater was swarmed with attendees from all over London, and the court did not very much like that!" She laughs. "By the time Intermission came, there was nearly a riot outside, it was a beautiful night. I'd love to stage it again, but nothing could ever match that energy. It was absolutely exilerating. I forget how much I hate that goddamn stuffy theater some days. The court is a bore half the time, but it's expected of me. I like keeping them on theor toes, though."

#in character answers? Why not! #Asks still open 8)

[freelyranting]

When to move on

It's been 8 months, I feel absolutely no progress the way I'm doing things, I can't just give up because I must complete the things i need to do, this year or the following one or the following one.

At the same time i think, when the year is over and I acomplished absolutely nothing, I'll absolutely regret not giving up months before and using these 12 months doing something else.

So when should I give up? When should I stop trying?

I wake up every day waiting for myself to do things right, I have little but an existent hope every day thinking I might make some progress

I'm starting to think I should accept everything I've lost and try again next year, but it's so close to an end I still have time to fix it, I just can't get to it. I'm stuck.

#struggle #struggling #student #studying #studyblr #anxiety #anious #giving up #depression #social anxiety #academic validation #academic life #university #college #uni #personal problems #rant #vent #ranting #venting #personal vent #vent post #study tips #studies #exams #problem #problems #borderline problems #i have a problem #the strugge is real

[marauderfic]

by copperbadge

Summary:

Remus gets everything he asked for on his sixteenth birthday and then some.

Comments:

Copperbadge archived this on AO3 as a collection of "non high quality" one-shots (but there are several of my favorites there) and while this is not one of his absolute bests, there are multiple little details that add depth to what otherwise may have been a superfluously fluffy story.

It's incredibly tender and sweet. The boys are adorable and... well, boyish. Their youthfullness, earnestness and innocence shines throughout the fic, and it's lovely how they clearly don't fully understand what they've acomplished or what it means to Remus.

Illustrative quote:

Remus stared at him. They had all gone mad.

"For me?" he whispered.

"Remus," James said. Remus turned around to look at him and took a cream pie flat in the face.

Nothing like James Potter for breaking the tension.

#wolfstar #remus/sirius #mwpp #get together #one-shot #harry potter

[the-pit-of-space]

That Recent Drawing of Joshua you did is making me go INSANE. It makes me FEEL Emotions that I have Come to Accept. Do you think before the realization of Loneliness, just for a Moment, he felt Pleased with becoming Composer? A Spark of Joy, satisfying the Deepest Hunger Pang?

oh Absolutely. he did it! the culmination of everything hes worked towards, the Satisfaction of finally being something greater, of his worth Finally being recognised. of being outcast, not because hes that freak who sees dead people but because hes Better then them, and has Proved it.

it was glorious, and as he first sat on his throne, he felt so acomplished, so Whole. there was nothing left for him to do, no more worlds left to conquer.

just a shame that glory only lasted for a moment. in his bid for power he forgot, isolation because everyones afraid of your power is still isolation.

#i go So Insane abt joshua he is. he. #hes my scrungly my sclorbo my silly rabbit. 'do u call him ur silly rabbit?' no <3

[icedteabri]

I just had the best burrito of my life. Perfect amont of rice and beans. Queso was spread thoughout the entire thing. The salsa was spicy enough but not so spicy or drippy it got everywhere. Tortilla? Warm and held everything in without so much as a rip. I ate it on my couch while sunshine filtered in though the window and I didnt even get rice everywhere. My life is complete. I have a biology exam tonight but I'm not even worried because I'm filled with nothing but absolute contentness and a solid pound of burrito. This is probably what those guys felt like when they walked on the moon. Mission acomplished girlies.

#burrito #iron man meme but im just in awe by the beauty of a burrito #bri time

[just-an-enby-lemon]

I left my copy of Epitaph of a Small Winner (Memórias Póstunas de Brás Cubas) in my aunt's house, because I wanted to read new books. And now I'm sad and in the mood for my favorite masterpiece and I regret soo much the fact I didn't brought it with me.

I though about complaining on Twitter, reading other books and being sad. But I tweet in portuguese and every brazilian has at least heard about this book... so if I post a sad Tumblr post maybe, just maybe, someone may read be interested in this century old masterpiece of exitencialism and morbid humor with a very creative writing style wrote by a black latino author whose parents where ex-slaves (and who was an absolute genius, I swear this man was amazing). Honestly if this post makes one person read Machado, I'll feel acomplished for life.

Also, in The Posthumus Memoirs of Brás Cubas/Epitath of a Small Winner he wrote:

"TO THE WORM that first gnawed at the cold flesh of my cadaver I dedicate as a fond remembrance these posthumus memoirs."

And

"I never had children and therefore never transmited the legacy of our misery to any creature. "

And I KNOW that anyone who follows me on these dreaded website finds these sentences cool as hell and super aesthetic and if nothing more the quotes grabed their atention. So points for me.

#machado de assis #machado is an icon #this man is my hero #epitaph of a small winner #the posthumus memoirs of bras cubas #memórias póstunas de Brás Cubas #brazilian literature #book rec

[cyber444angel]

sometimes you remember your mortality and all you can do is listen to time by pink floyd and yell the lyrics because whAt the fuck else CAN you do (except hope that technology will advance in the next three years and you’ll be able to become a cyborg but that’s improbable)

[gentrychild]

A thaught that came to me and won't leave my mind: Did Nana think Toshinori had a chance of defeating AFO? It's implied both that none of the ofa wielders had it nearly as long as All Might ended up having it and that it grew A LOT in power within AM. And even so the battle nearly went to AFO. So did Nana believe she was giving ofa to the one who would defeat AFO? Or to someone who would at least try to acomplish something while carying the torch to the next bearer?

That’s a complicated question and that made me wonder about Nana and how she had met Toshinori because, when you compare it to Izuku and All Might... All Might really believed All for One was dead when he offered his quirk. I always had the feeling that All Might was absolutely heartbroken when he realized that Izuku would have to fight All for One.

So, depending on when Nana gave OFA to Toshinori, it can have some interesting implications.

What I am going to say is just based on nothing except instinct: I think Nana was hoping that with Toshinori, they would finally be able to defeat All for One. To me, her last stand was always a “Together, we can finally end this” thing. To me, Nana really feels like some who believes in faith and hope.

But she was also pragmatic enough to prepare for the worst. That’s why she left her child. And that’s why I believe she prepared Toshinori to be alright without her. Because no matter how much you believe in your allies, you just can’t ignore how so many of your predecessors died. That’s why I think Gran Torino and her made sure that no matter what, unlike most of his predecessors, he would have a chance to grow stronger before he had to fight All for One.

So, did Nana think Toshinori has a chance of defeating All for One? To me, she did. She believed he could, but she didn’t know she could. At this point, it’s about hope and faith, nothing else.

#bnha asks

[blackwolf12]

Baby Jay: Part 1

Red Hood and Robin were fighting some shady goons. They pretty much knocked out everyone of them. Or did they? From behind Hood a guy crept out. "Hood behind you!" Robin warned. Red Hood turned and quickly knocked out the guy but not before he shot Red with some beam. He staggered a bit before falling down, his clothes seemed to deflate."Hood! Are you alright?" Damian asked worriedly.

As much as Damian says he hates his siblings, he's lying and he absolutely loves them. So yes, he was worried for his brother. He ran towards Jason. There in a tiny (His clothes shrank to fit Jason. Cause the bats would have obviously known this would happen some time and made their suits like this. Duh.) Red Hood costume was a four year old boy who looked exactly like Jason, with the green lazarus pit eyes and white streak. He looked like he was getting up from a nap. The baby Jason yawned adorably and stood up on his tiny legs."Todd?" Damian looked at his now baby brother, for any wounds. "Who are you? And why are you wearing weird clothes?" Jason said in a baby voice. Jason's lower lip quivered as he stared at Damian with big adorable baby eyes.

"I, uh, I am your brother and I have to take you home? I'm Damian. We were playing super hero when you hit your head." Damian said awkwardly not knowing how to talk to a small child. "Okay Dami, can we go to your home? I dont want to go back to mine." Jason looked scared at the thought of going back to his home which made Damian wonder what happened to him."Yes, we shall go home." He carried Jason to the nearest zeta tube since there was no way Jason would be able to make the full patrol.

On the way Jason had slept in his arms. "Pennyworth, Grayson, Drake, Cain! The boys were alone with Alfred as Bruce had a mission in Africa or something (a/n I did say Bruce wouldn't be there much cause he is horrible at emotions and I don't favour him much either). "What? Is everything alright?" Dick said rushing in.

"If you call Todd deaged alright, then yes everything is alright" Damian said annoyed. Dick jaw dropped, "How did you acomplish that?".

"Some imbeciles were messing with magic" He answered. Thats when Jason woke up "Dami, whos that" He said pointing at Dick."I'm your other brother, Dick" He says still a bit shocked. Jason jumped out of Damians arms "Hiya Dick, I'm Jason nice to meet ya!"."Aww, are you hungry Jay?" Dick asked. Jason nodded eagerly "Yeah, my dad doesn't give me much food" They all froze. "What?" Dick asked. "Oh... nothing. Now I'm hungry lets go" And he climbed onto Damians back and sat on Damian's shoulder and surprisingly Damian found that he did not mind one bit.

They saw Tim on the counter with Cass.  "Oh hey Dick, why did demon call?" Tim said looking at his laptop and solving a case with Cass. "Uh Jason got deaged by one of Jokers goons" Dick answered not really hating the situation. Cass said "Can I see him?" in broken english since she still hasn't gotten the hang of it. While Tim said "Coo- WHAT!". (It really shows the difference between a boy and a girl). Dick picked up Jason and said "That one is Cass your sister and Tim your brother". Jason giggled "I have a lotta siblings huh?" and walked over to Cass."You are pretty." He said pointing at Cass.  Everyone cooed, while Cass said "Aww, thank you" put the baby on her lap and started to play with him.

"Okay what are we going to do?" Dick asked. "Bruce would definitely be mad or something so we should do something before he comes""He is coming in a week. How are we supposed hide this from him?" Tim hissed. "The imbecile is unfortunately right. It would be impossible to keep this from father unless we could reverse it." Damian said. "We could go back to the area to search for any leads? And we will need to patrol and someone to babysit Jason" Dick asked."Well we could leave Cass with Jason? He seems to favour her. You could go look for leads while Demon and I can patrol?" Tim suggested. "And we could call Artemis (a/n Artemis Crock, and experience as in she babysits her niece), because she has an experience with babies? And she is still in Gotham"

"Cool. Is that okay with you Cass?" Dick asked Cass who was listening in while playong with Jason. Jason was happily oblivious to this, to busy having fun with his sister."Okay lets do this" Dick said."Tt- stop acting so dramatic grayson" Damian said rolling his eyes. "Dami! You ruined my vibe" Dick whined.

"Hey Arty?" Dick was on the phone with Artemis. The one from young justice. "Hey Dick. Whats up?" she asked him. "Well Jason..." Dick said hesitantly. "What happened to Jason?!" Artemis demanded.

Before the whole Jason died episode, Artemis was the only one in Young Justice who made an effort to know him and were close, closer than Dick and Jason (which isn't saying much considering they hated each other), she still kept in touch with him and they met every weekend.

She sorta saw him as a smaller brother, hence the reason they were calling her. "Geez, nothing really bad hejustgotdeagedtoabout4yearsold" Dick said really fast. "And you called me to what? Help find a cure." Artemis asked relaxing a bit. "Actually we wanted you to watch Jason cause you have an experience with baby sitting and Jason adored you and cause your in gotham and-" Dick was going to say something before Artemis cut him. "Okay, I get it. I'm on my way."

Whats up everyone? I am bored out of my mind at home and I ran outta books. And I've read about every good fanfic on about every reading site. Can anyone suggest good fanfics? Prefabaly related to Percy Jackson or Batfam (by batfam I mean Jason and Cass). Also prompts please?

#Jason todd #redhood #jason is a baby #cassandra cain #orphan #dick grayson #nightwing #Damian Wayne #robin #tim drake #red robin #Alfred #alfred the ninja butler

[j0eyj0rdis0n]

FIRSTS | RH

Ricky Horror | 1,939 Words

Smut

Ricky was a loner. No doubt about it. It was pretty plain to see. So it came as no surprise he didn’t have very many friends... He hoped that by junior year he would’ve had more friends than this. But he guessed that the four he had would be just fine. The four guys he’d hang around were quite the bunch, sometimes they jammed out together since they all seemed to play some instrument for a rock band, sometimes they’d sit around and listen to music, or Ricky’s least favorite option... Prank Chris’s older sister.

Chris was your younger brother and god was he a nuisance. Him and his little gang of friends would come over almost every night since your dad was a trucker, meaning he was out for a lot of the time. He really only came home to check on you both on weekends, the only time he could really have off. Your mom decided not to stick around very long when you were young so she wasn’t an issue for the boys either. They just loved to torment you.

Chris was the asshole of the group, Vinny was the wild idiot, Ryan was the crafty stoner, Justin was the devil respawned, and Ricky... Poor little Ricky. Sometimes you wondered how the kid got dragged into their group. He seemed nothing like them in everything but style. He was sweet. Always gave you shy glances, quickly looking away when he realized you’d caught him. He was the quiet one of the friends. But you knew he was damn smart. 

But overall, they were all just perverted teens. 

And the one thing you despised about all of them was their love to play tricks on you. That’s why you stayed in your room for the majority of the time they were at your house. You remembered when you came home from going and getting some snacks at the gas station since you had none at home, only to go up to your room and see Vinny looking through your underwear drawer. That’s when you started not leaving your room.

Another time Ryan decided to take a few pictures while you were bending over to look in the freezer for something to make for dinner. You honestly didn’t think your skirt was that short. Just goes to show boys will lay flat on their stomach for a look up there. You only knew it when everyone was filing out to leave and go home, Ricky came up to you and told you. 

Chris was just along for the ride. He thought it was funny. Sometimes he’d snap your bra straps or tell you that you looked funny. Brotherly love as people liked to call it. But he never took part in the perverted antics, only laughed to you about them after. Salt in the wound.

Ricky never tried anything on you, and for that you were thankful. But this was until the guys put him up to it.

The one time you decided to come out of your room that night when you thought you were finally alone. You get a bucket of water dumped on you in the kitchen by the one and only Ricky. You stood there in shock, soaked to the bone in your white crop top and black shorts. You heard a chorus of wolf whistles from the guys who were littered around the kitchen. Vinny sitting on the table staring you down, Chris had shouted moments before that he was going to get pizza so he wasn’t around for the scene, Justin standing by the door with a smirk, Ryan behind you clapping, and poor Ricky right in front of you with the most fearful expression on.

You knew that the fact that you weren’t wearing a bra was obvious through the soaked white shirt and you were totally embarrassed. Wrapping your arms around your chest, you try to make your way to the stairs, only to be blocked by Justin.

“Y/N, our friend Ricky here needs some help and we thought you’d be the best to help him. Since you probably want to get your clothes off anyway.” You can practically hear the smirk in Ryan’s voice without having to turn around. You hear the sound of him moving closer and you stand there with your back to him as you feel his breath on your neck. “You should help Rick out. He has been talking about you all night you know...” 

Why would he be talking about you? You didn’t think you were anything special... Just your brother’s sister. He couldn’t think you were attractive! Could he...?

You turn around and look at Ricky who’s still holding the bucket that’s now empty and his cheeks are a bright red and you almost find it amusing. You were only a year older than him and it seems to you that you’d gotten more action than he has. You could tell he was pretty clueless about the whole subject but you almost wanted the challenge. 

You motioned with two fingers for him to come to you. His eyes snap open wide with shock and he drops the plastic bucket onto the tiled floor. You motion one more time and he scurries over to you, standing in front of you and trying to keep his eyes at a respectable level. You tried not to chuckle as you see his eyes wander. He was so nervous he was about to piss himself. You, a hot girl, were about to hopefully have sex with him. But then again, he didn’t even know if that was really the case. You could just bring him upstairs and lock him in a room until the end of the night. He didn’t know. But your boobs were quite distracting right now and his pants seemed to be rather tight. 

You grab his hand and push past Justin, dragging Ricky up the stairs with you. More whistles came from the guys as you two made your way to your room. 

Once you shut the door behind you both, you threw off your tiny black shorts, leaving you in lacy black underwear that Ricky couldn’t tear his eyes away from. You were not going to lay on your bed in wet shorts. Your shirt will come off next but you’ll leave a little work for Ricky. The boy needs to use his pencil arms anyway. Maybe he’ll get a workout in out of this. 

You sit on the edge of your bed and look over at him as he’s standing in the doorway. He has absolutely no clue of what to do and you can totally tell. 

“Ricky... Have you ever seen a girl in her underwear?” You ask.

You didn’t think it was possible but his blush only deepens as he shakes his head and looks at his feet. 

“Come here.” You say calmly. 

He does as you ask and stands in front of you.

“Do you want to do this?”

He shrugs.

“I need a yes or no Ricky.” You sigh.

“Y-yes...”

You smile and carefully lift his shirt over his head. He’s as skinny as you imagined him to be. You grab his hands softly and put them on the hem of your shirt. You could feel them shake as he pulled your shirt over your head. He stares shamelessly at your breasts, taking in the sight. You chuckle and undo his belt, throwing it to the other side of the room and he wastes no time chucking off his skinny jeans. 

You glance down at him and you are pleasantly surprised by what you see. His black boxers are definitely tight and you feel a surge of heat down there. You shouldn’t be as excited as you are but goddamnit you don’t care.

“Have you ever kissed anyone before?” You ask sweetly.

He shakes his head no once again.

“Would you like to try?”

He nods.

You put his shaking hands on your hips as you stand up, resting your arms loosely around his neck. You lean in and kiss his lips softly, pulling away after a few seconds. 

“Wasn’t so hard huh?” You smile.

He smiles in response, you’d never really realized how beautiful his smile was. It was cute, heart shaped.

He leans in for another kiss, this time much more passionate and heated. He was obviously a fast learner. You both end up on your bed, your bra and underwear had quickly disappeared along with his boxers. You guided his hands to your breasts and he gave them a slight squeeze, rolling your nipple between his fingers. He was hesitant about touching any girls breasts but he slowly warmed up to the idea. You let out a shaky breath as he kisses your neck hesitantly. 

He’d seen the guys do something like this at parties. He knew they’d reach down and start touching on the girls they were with so that’s exactly what he did. Slowly he snaked his hand down your torso, rubbing a few circles on your hip bones with his thumb before continuing down, rubbing on the place it really mattered. 

He smirked into the crook of your neck when you moaned quietly. He felt acomplished in a sense, that he could make a girl as beautiful as you have this reaction to a simple touch. He was so fucking hard and honestly he didn’t know what to do. It was almost painful. 

“Rick.” You mumbled breathlessly as you throw a packet at him. “Put this on.” 

He looked down at the packet that was on the bed. A condom. Of course. He tore open the wrapping with his teeth and rolled it on. He had no clue what to do from here. None whatsoever. He didn’t even know where the fuck to put his dick. 

You saw the shyness flood back in his body and you knew exactly why. “Do you want some help?” You smile up at him.

His cheeks turn a bright red as he nods. You help guide him in the right direction until he understands, slowly pushing himself in. He has to bite his lip in order to keep a moan in. Shit you felt so good and he hadn’t even done anything yet!

You nod after a few moments, letting him know that you’ve adjusted. He takes the queue and slowly thrusts in and out. Whoa this was new. Really fucking new and he loved it. He gets to a better pace and he leans down, kissing you lightly. He didn’t know if he was doing a good job, but he was taking the moans you let out as a good sign though. 

It didn’t take him all that long to finish. He felt completely wasted as he continued, trying to get you off as well. You gripped the sheets tightly, squirming every couple seconds with your eyes tightly shut. He smirked as he reached down and rubbed your clit. Your orgasm was coming up fast and shit was Ricky doing a way too good job for his first time. 

You felt your thighs shake as you came, letting out an embarrassingly loud moan that you’re 100% sure they heard downstairs if they weren’t already standing outside your door. You look up at Ricky with half lidded eyes and a smile. He slowly pulls out and falls down onto the bed next to you. 

“That was... Awesome..” He says softly as he looks up at the ceiling. 

“Well come back anytime.” You chuckle and kiss his cheek.

Oh he will surely do that. Don’t you worry.

#ricky horror #ricky olson #ricky horror fanfic #ricky olson fanfic #oneshot #fanfic #fanfiction #motionless in white #motionless in white fanfic #miw #miw fanfic #miw fanfiction #smut

[lost-orion]

I’m so glad I lost weight. I looked down and could see my knees and I felt so acomplished.

Sticking to my rules I lost 30 lbs so quickly.

Every other day eat less than 300 calories

Every other day eat less than 500 calories

Every Saturday eat absolutely nothing

Sunday you can eat anything and everything you want, but you have to purge and work out for 2 hours after.

#eating disorder #suicide #trigger warning Ed #ED #eating disoder recovery #it's not as simple as just eating #eating disoder thoughts

[imagine-loki]

The Good Guys Dressed In Black

TITLE: The Good Guys Dressed In Black CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: 2/2 (There will be an epilogue after this) AUTHOR: @timeladylaufeyson ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine Loki meeting and faling in love with an agent of Men In Black. But will the ultra secret agency allow that? RATING: E, plus some swearing NOTES/WARNINGS: I hope you enjoy this!

The ride back to the city was quiet, except for Jay constantly turning to the backseat to gawk at the couple. Loki sat next to the window while Double Tee cuddled to to him, her head on his shoulder, half asleep. Loki was smiling and gently rubbing circles on the back of her hand with his thumb. Jay always giggled a little, making Loki’s cheeks turn more and more pink each time. Double Tee dozed off and started drooling, but Loki pretended not to know. 

“Well, this is your stop, Loki,” Kay said after a while as he parked the car in front of the Avengers HQ. “I hope you understand the importance of not telling anyone about anything you have seen tonight.”

“Absolutely,” he nodded. “Thank you… for letting us stay together. It truly means a lot.”

“You should wake her up so she can kiss you goodbye,” Jay said.

“Jay,” Kay rolled his eyes.

“What? I’m right!” Jay smirked. “Besides, he couldn’t even get up.”

“Why are you yelling?” Double Tee asked grogilly, lifting her head up. “Where are we?”

“We’re outside our building,” Loki said. “I have to go. I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Of course,” she nodded, smiling. “Same time as always.”

Loki unbuckled his seatbelt and opened his door.

“Jesus, did I drool on you?” Double Tee asked upon noticing the wet stain. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to.”

“It’s alright,” he chuckled. “You looked very adorable while doing it.”

Double Tee blushed deep crimson. “Please don’t say anything as stupid as this ever again.”

“Can’t promise you that,” he mumbled and lightly kissed the corner of her mouth before leaving the car. “Good night, darling.”

“Good night,” she whispered as the door closed.

“You really are the cutest couple I’ve seen in my entire life, no lies,” Jay said.

“Shut up,” she said, barely audible, and brought her knees up to her chin. “You bringing me home now?”

“No, to the HQ,” Kay shook his head as he started the car again. “Oh wants to see you over the trouble you got yourself into.”

“But… you will tell her you think it’s okay for me to keep seeing him, right?” she asked.

“We’ll do our best,” Kay said. “I’m sure Oh will understand.”

“And if not, we’ll figure out a way,” Jay added, earning a glare from Kay. “How long have you guys been a thing?”

“Like an hour,” she mumbled. “He… we just told each other about our feelings when you got there.”

“We ruined your big moment?!” Jay gasped. “Man, that sucks!”

“A little,” she smirked.

“But you’ve known each other for like… a while, right?”

“A few months,” she said. “I spilled coffee on him and we became friends. Kind of.”

“You really like him, don’t you?” Kay asked.

“Yeah,” she blushed. “He’s… he’s amazing. He’s really kind and thoughtful, he makes me laugh, he… he just makes me happy, that’s it.”

“And he’s quite a looker, isn’t he,” Kay added with a smirk, raising both Jay’s and Double Tee’s eyebrows. “What?”

“Didn’t know you were into that,” Jay snickered.

“I’m not into anything, Jesus,” Kay rolled his eyes. “I’m just saying he’s an attractive man, everyone says that. Even Oh said he’s nice to look at, definitely more than most of other aliens.”

“Watch out, Double Tee, Kay is on his way to steal your man,” Jay said, making Double Tee burst out laughing.

“Grow up,” Kay groaned.

“Well he’s definitely closer to his age than I am,” Double Tee mumbled and it was now Jay’s turn to laugh hysterically.

“He’s all yours, Double Tee, don’t worry,” Kay grumbled, but there was an amused smile on his face.

By the time both Jay and Double Tee calmed down, Kay pulled in to the garage of the MiB headquarters.

“You should put on a serious face before we go see Oh,” Jay said as they led her to the office. “If she sees you’re not taking this seriously, she’s not gonna let you see him again.”

“What do you think she’s gonna do?” Double Tee asked.

“Probably suspend you for a few weeks,” Kay said. “Or maybe have you do desk duty.”

“That doesn’t sound so bad,” Double Tee replied.

“You’ve never been on desk duty, have you?” Jay smirked. “It’s a nightmare.”

“But it’s necessary,” Kay rebuted. “Come on, Oh is waiting.”

Oh was angry. Very angry. Her voice was calm and collected, but her eyes burned holes into Double Tee’s skull. Jay rushed to her aid, making sure Oh wouldn’t jump on her throat. Luckily, it didn’t take long - Oh allowed Double Tee to explain herself with Jay interrupting ocassionally and then took a deep breath, trying to process it all.

“So you’re telling me that you’re in a relationship with someone from the outside,” she said. “Which is strictly forbidden.”

“Well, he’s not really from the outside, is he?” Double Tee said. “He is a part of the system.”

“He’s not,” Oh shook her head. “He’s under S.H.I.E.L.D.’s protection, not ours.”

The name of the organisation elicited an annoyed groan from all three agents.

“What do they know?” Jay asked, rolling his eyes.

“Apart from blowing their own cover constantly?” Oh smirked. “They’re useless. I honestly have no idea what they think they’re going to acomplish with the Asgardians. But it’s been going on for too long for us to take over. Besides, we would have to neuralyse pretty much the whole world.”

“But… you are going to let me see him, right?”

“I’m not sure how to do it in line with the rules,” Oh sighed. “And exceptions are the way to total anarchy.”

“Oh, wait,” Jay spoke up again. “There’s got to be a way, right? It’s not like she’s seeing some random accountant named Joe. Loki is a person who is supposed to be under our jurisdiction.”

“I really want to help you, but I’m not sure how,” Oh sighed. “You know what, Double Tee, I’ll assign you for archive duty for a month. I’ll try to think of something in the meantime. I can’t promise anything though.”

“That’s better than nothing,” Double Tee smiled. “Thank you.”

“Glad to help,” Oh said. “Now, off you go, the archive is waiting for you.”

xxx

“This is a fucking nightmare!” Double Tee groaned about five hours later that she had spent trying to find her way around the labyrinth of shelves. “Who the fuck leaves a fucking bowl of soup in the fucking archive?”

“Serves you right for being a reckless dickhead,” the archivist told her. 

“What do you know,” she rolled her eyes. “Can I at least get myself a cup of coffee? I’m exhausted.”

“You’re not leaving this room until you’re done with this,” he told her, pointing to the pile of documents (or trash, as she called them).

“But that’s gonna take days!” she groaned. 

“Serves you-”

“Will you shut up!” she interrupted him. “That’s the seventh time you told me this. Shut. Up.”

“Jeez, someone’s on edge,” Jay’s voice said from behind her. “Let her take a break, Ef.”

“She’s not leaving,” he insisted. 

“Fine then,” Jay sighed. “I’ll bring you coffee at least. What was it that you drink?”

“Soy latté with vanilla,” she replied. “Two extra shots this time, and if they could add more vanilla, that would be great. Otherwise I’ll die. I have my cup in my locker.”

“You think the Starbucks will be open now?” Jay raised his eyebrow.

“It’s open 24 hours,” she told him. “Do you want me to write it down for you?”

“Nah, I’m good,” he shook his head. “Didn’t you tell Loki you’d meet him there?”

“Oh, right,” she realised. “If… if he’s there, tell him I won’t make it and that I’m sorry. I don’t know when Ef’s gonna let me out, so he shouldn’t wait for me. I’ll try to show up as soon as possible.”

“Want me to give him a kiss from you?”

“Don’t be a dick,” she chuckled.

“I’m just being nice,” he shrugged innocently. “Anything else you need? Want me to walk your dog and pop by drycleaner’s?”

“Ha ha ha,” she rolled her eyes. “Just the coffee and Loki. If he’s not there, just… I don’t know, write it on a napkin and ask the baristas to give it to him.”

“Romantic,” he mumbled. “See you.”

xxx

A few days passed before Double Tee was allowed to leave the archive and the building. For this short time, she ate, showered and slept in the HQ, sometimes even among the unending shelves.

“Norns, what are they doing to you over there?” Loki asked when they finally got to meet one morning. Dark circles framed her tired eyes that she could barely hold open, her hair was all over the place and her clothes were not nearly as well ironed as they usually were. Her hands trembled from the amount of caffeine she had been consuming.

“Nothing,” she said as she gulped her black coffee, burning her mouth. “I’m just stuck in the archive. It’s exhausting.”

“All that just for borrowing a vehicle?” he frowned.

“Mostly for letting someone from the outside in,” she sighed. 

“But they are going to let us see each other, right?” he asked.

“Don’t know yet,” she shook her head. “Oh said that she’ll try to come up with something while I’m in the archive.”

Loki stayed silent. “And if she doesn’t?”

“No, don’t,” shook her head. “Don’t say that. She will. I know it.”

“I want to know,” he insisted. “What happens if no one figures out what to do with us?”

Double Tee sighed. “Then you’ll have to be neuralysed. You’ll forget we ever met. And I’ll… have to move on.”

Loki watched her face in silence. “I don’t think I could ever forget you.”

“It won’t be your choice,” she shook her head, tears falling from her eyes. “They’ll flash a light at you and I’ll vanish into nothing. Not even an echo of me will remain.”

“And you’ll have to live with that?” he frowned.

“Yes,” she sobbed. “That’s why it scares me so much.”

“Darling,” he reached for her hands. “If this happens, please promise me you’ll have them neuralyse yourself too. I don’t want you to be sad.”

“If they let me, I won’t hesitate for a second,” she agreed. “Even though it’s going to hurt frogetting you.”

“But when it’s done, you won’t know it,” he said. “You’ll be happy again.”

Double Tee smiled bitterly. “I never thought I’d have to deal with something like this. I thought I’d just run around and take care of aliens. Maybe stop the apocalypse a few times.”

“Well this is a bit of an apocalypse, isn’t it,” Loki chuckled, rubbing her hands with his thumbs. “But we’re talking like this is a goodbye. I believe your colleagues will find a way.”

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