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holdmytesseract · 4 months

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What is to come...

The majority of y'all voted for the lil' sneak peeks... So, here they are! :)

The Baby Fever AU

A Covenant For Eternity (a.k.a Y/N's and Loki's wedding. I haven't wrote this yet, but I am going to. It's coming - I promise.)

Hunter & Prey - this is pure thirst and suggestive/light smut

You were already prepared to hit the harsh ground, when you felt suddenly two strong hands on your hips; keeping you from falling and pinning you against the white wall. You gasped at his touch; only noticed now how close Loki really was.

"I got you, love." He breathed into your ear and helping you to stand properly again. Once the god made sure that both your feet were touching the ground, one of his hand engulfed both your hands. You met his eyes - and for one tiny, foolish moment, you thought that he'd finally show mercy on you, but then he roughly pinned your hands against the wall above your head with his forearm, giving him the chance to lean in even closer.

Mother Knows Best - a fluffy Loki & Frigga story; kinda based on the song 'Growing Up' by Macklemore & Ed Sheeran

"I-I'm so incredibly happy." Frigga smiled. "And it shows, son. You have all the right to be happy. You deserve it and yet... I feel something overshadowing your happiness. What is it?"

The god's eyes widened at his mother's words. How in all the nine realms was she able to- "Motherly instinct, sweetheart. You'll know what I'm talking about as soon as you hold your very own child in your arms. Tell me." "M-Mother, I-" "Nuh.Uh," she interrupted him immediately again. "Loki, when are you finally going to understand that lying to me will never work? You may be able to trick all the others around you... But not me."

Call Your Name - probably the most angsty fic I ever wrote... It's not always sunshine and rainbows.. Not even in the Baby Fever universe...

Shaky hands reached for your mobile. It was almost midnight. You had danced around this for minutes now; not conjuring enough bravery to call him. By now you've tried about a million times - failing.

So, once more you took a deep breath, squeezed your red and teary eyes shut and swallowed the lump in your throat. Your finger hovered above the green button beside your husband's contact.

The Ice Flower AU

Soothing Your Aches- a fluffy pregnancy oneshot; based on the idea by @eleniblue ! Oh, and Loki is very protective.

Loki took a deep breath; trying to control his temper. "You had one job, Ivan! Keeping an eye on the queen and her safe whenever I'm away is the only task you've been burdened with - and you fail." The king shook his head, while Ivan obediently lowered his head. "I apologise, my king, I-" The young Jotun tried to explain, but got immediately interrupted. "She is pregnant, for the Norns sake! This isn't just about my wife anymore!"

Chapter Four of 'Through The Years' - The Crown Prince (quite a bit an angsty chapter with some drama, but also fluff)

Váli frowned at his father, while Áki already had a guess. "What is this all about, dad?" Loki sighed. "The throne. My successor." Váli was definitely more surprised than his brother. "T-The throne? You are telling us who the crown prince is going to be?" "Exactly, my son." Áki just nodded. "We're ready for it. I am ready for it." Loki smiled at his sons. "I know you both are. I just don't know if I am ready. Well, I guess I'll never be - but that doesn't matter." The king swallowed hard. "But before I am going to tell you this, I want you both to know that it wasn't an easy decision for me. I thought long about this. Mostly even at night. I want you to know, that I made this decision as a king - not as a father. I never would. My love for you is equally strong. It always was and it always will be. I love you more than life itself, my sons." Áki smiled, just like his brother. "We love you, too." Váli agreed. "We do - and we know that you'd never favour one of us above the other as a father, but have to as a king."

model!Tom Hiddleston

A Hypnotising Spell - a quite... sexy oneshot/songfic; based on 'It's A Man's, Man's, Man's World' by James Brown

Finally, after a few seconds, the darkness on the screen vanished; turned into an old street in Detroit. Old buildings, old street signs, old traffic lights and old cars. The camera drifted over the grey asphalt, until it met a pair of brown, almost cowboy-like boots. Tom.

Yeps... That's what I got up my sleeve so far - beside the written requests! :)

Random tags: @lady-rose-moon @muddyorbsblr @chennqingg @smolvenger @alexakeyloveloki @jennyggggrrr @asgards-princess-of-mischief @eleniblue @loz-3 @mishkatelwarriorgoddess @fictive-sl0th @iamlokisgloriouspurpose @mochie85 @goblingirlsarah @glitchquake @icytrickster17 @simping-for-marvel @lou12346789 @aagn360 @lokiforever @anukulee @multifandom-worlds @hisredheadedgoddess28 @km-ffluv @lokisgoodgirl @crimson25 @lokischambermaid @buttercupcookies-blog @noideakitten +++ <3

Feel free to let me know what y'all think! :D

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in-my-loki-feels · 3 months

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Indianapolis Bones and the Very Annoyed God of Mischief

In this post I proposed the idea of a President Loki + Mobius variant based on Owen's Dr. Indianapolis Bones SNL skit, and then I couldn't stop thinking about it so here's a bit of flash fiction based on that. Enjoy!

ETA: There's now a 4+1 expanded version of this on AO3!

“It’s such an honor to have you here, sir.”

Since Loki had walked in, the restaurant's manager had been practically falling over himself with praise. He'd nearly wept when Loki handed out "Vote Loki" pins for the staff to wear. The Midgardians were finally treating him as he deserved, even if he wasn't their king...yet.

A woman ran up to whisper something in the manager's ear and he brightened.

“Your table is ready, sir. Right this way.”

Loki followed the man deeper into the restaurant, smirking as every head in the place turned to watch him and his collection of black-suited bodyguards. He didn’t need their protection but it amused him to think of humans throwing themselves at other humans at his behest.

Loki caught the eye of one elegantly dressed woman and winked, causing her to flush prettily. Her date seemed entirely unamused at the “come hither” look she was sending Loki’s way. The only people who didn’t turn to watch Loki’s entrance were a group seated at a long table at the center of the room. They appeared to be in a heated discussion.

The manager paused by a small table next a window with what looked like a decent view of the river, even if Loki found Midgard’s scenery somewhat lacking compared to Asgard. Before Loki could sit, there was a clatter of dishware and both he and the restaurant's manager turned to see the source.

An extremely nervous-looking waiter had dropped the stack of dishes they were collecting onto a nearby table. Their attention was focused on a different waiter, or at least someone dressed as such, who stood at the far end of the long table, holding a gun. Loki raised an eyebrow. This was an interesting development.

The waiter with the gun was pointing it at an unassuming man seated at the end of the table. The man’s blonde hair was on the long side and, paired with his beard, gave him an unkempt look in Loki’s opinion. The horrible beige plaid blazer he wore wasn’t helping.

Loki blinked and suddenly everyone else at the table had a gun out, all pointed at the man, who only smiled in response. Everyone in the dining room seemed to be holding their breath as the man took a brown fedora out from under the table and settled it on his head.

"Now, now, let's not be too hasty." His voice had a pleasant drawl to it. He held his hands up as he stood slowly.

“Just give us the map!” snapped one of the women at the table.

“Sorry, can't do that,” the man replied and winked. He was either incredibly brave or very stupid given the circumstances.

When the man slowly lowered his hand to his hip, Loki felt a brief spike of excitement. Was he about to witness a bloodbath? Unexpectedly, the man freed a long whip. With two quick cracks, he took out the light on the table and the chandelier overhead, bringing it crashing down and plunging the room into darkness.

At least two of the guns went off after that, which made Loki roll his eyes. For how frail they were, Midgardians were always so reckless with their weapons.

“Sir! Get down!” That was one of his men. They knew better than to grab him and simply lunged past, likely intending to tackle and disarm the gun wielders. Loki heard the sound of scuffling and was about to fling up a light—waiting in the dark was tedious—when someone did bump into him.

“You look important and I'd hate for you to get hurt, so probably best to come along with me.” The easy drawl was recognizable, though the man with the whip sounded slightly winded now. Then he wrapped an arm around Loki's waist and hurried them both away from the sounds of fighting.

Loki was so stunned at the audacity of being manhandled, he was outside before he fully registered what had happened. He tried to shove the man off but he’d already stepped away. Inexplicably, the man now wore a leather jacket instead of the plaid blazer. Now able to get a better look at the man, Loki was dismayed to find the bright blue eyes and lopsided smile were annoyingly attractive.

“Hey, are those a family heirloom?” the man asked, gesturing to Loki’s golden horns. “They look pretty good for an antique.”

“I beg your pardon?” Loki snapped. “Do you have any idea who I am?!”

“Of course! How could I forget with the horns and all.” The man waved again and a long silence followed his words. Then a huge grin split his face. “Actually, I don't, but hopefully you won’t hold it against me. I’m Indy by the way, short for Indianapolis. My parents were kind of kooky.”

Before Loki had a chance to inform this ridiculous Midgardian that he didn't care what his name was, or what his parents were like, the back door of the restaurant slammed open.

“There he is!”

It was the diners who’d pulled guns in the restaurant.

“Oops, gotta go. See you around, friend!” The man—Indy, apparently—clapped a hand to his hat to keep it from flying off and ran into the night. Gunshots rang out in response and the bullets whizzed by Loki, close enough to further annoy him. He gestured at the gaggle of people spilling out of the restaurant and, with a flash of green light, they vanished. Seconds later, Loki's bodyguards came rushing out.

Loki wasn't impressed by their delay in finding him, but he had something more important to address.

He pointed at the fleeing man in the fedora. “Find that man—Indianapolis…something—and bring him to me.”

The people who’d been chasing Indy might have been able to answer his questions, but Loki had sent them elsewhere without giving much thought as to where. As half of the bodyguards took off in pursuit, Loki stalked back inside, followed by the rest. He would get his answers one way or another.

#president loki #mobius m mobius #lokius #lokius au #dr indianapolis bones #don't think too hard about this it was only meant to be fun #i had A Scene™️ in my head and i just had to get it out #maaaaybe i could expand on this someday?#but for now back to the OTHER president loki fic I was writing (lol)#i'd love to see anyone else's ideas for this au!#mobius #wanderingflame fic

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curiositysavesthecat · 22 days

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lokiinmediasideblog · 7 months

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Tournament of Lokis: Round 1 Winners

Loki (The Bifrost Incident)

Low-Key Lyesmith (American Gods)

Earth-616 Loki (Marvel comics)

Triki (Dislyte)

Now onto Round 2! Here on my pinned post:

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gloriousfckingpurpose · 1 year

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“would i lie to you?”

brought my agent of asgard inspired vest with me to avengers campus and literally nobody recognized anything on there except for the vote loki pin 🙃

#b.txt #face #and it wasn’t even just the back that people missed #i had other pins on there of very recognizable things that got zero response

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lorastyrels · 3 years

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A scared baby witch, a semi-stable 106-year-old man and a would-be king. What do they have in common? Emotional Trauma.

A Wanda, Loki and Bucky band AU

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ghoulaxyart · 3 years

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I collaborated with Get Ready Comics in the UK to create this Vote Loki postcard. I’m really pleased with how it turned out. 💚🥰✨

#Loki #vote loki #loki series #the loki series #marvel #mcu #marvel comics #tom hiddleston #I would love to make it a pin ngl #I’m #not allowed to sell this

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wrenhyperfixates · 3 years

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Loki Cupcakes

@lokistan @lucywrites02 @gaitwae @cozy-the-overlord @wrenwhispers

Ok here are the Loki cupcakes (more pictures under the cut). They taste good but look meh in my opinion. If you want to know my numerous issues with them, check the tags 😂

#well for starters #that frosting is too orange #was supposed to be golden yellow but I added too much dye #the vote Loki pins are meh #and the headpiece is meh too #wish I applied the glitter and stars better #but maybe I’m nitpicking now #doesn’t look like 9 hours of work tho #(it was)#oh and one of he headpieces is cracked #other than that ig they’re fine #idk but white chocolate is a b*tch I’ll tell you that much #cupcakes are chocolate and the frosting is vanilla buttercream #if you want to know more abt the process I can tell you ofc #i just don’t feel like typing it out now lol #besides who really cares about that 🤷‍♀️#they taste good tho and that’s what matters #anyway #now I feel like I’m rambling and repeating myself lol #my baking #loki #loki laufeyson #loki odinson #loki friggason #marvel loki #mcu loki

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yautja-lover · 3 years

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President Loki Enamel Pin Set Replica

#president loki #vote loki enamel pin replica #loki necktie pin #marvel u are killing me with loki merch #im weak i cant say no to loki 😭#rip my wallet #my posts

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drowninginabactatank · 3 years

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Things I love: My President Loki pin from TheShortSupply.

#loki laufeyson #loki series #marvel #pin collection #vote for loki #president loki #theshortsupply #mine #fandom #about mx

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christinebloodwrittings · 2 years

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can i request dom preisident loki w fem reader, getting overprotective of her around other avengers, getting possessive around them and holding her closer to him, but also when theyre alone hes soft and goofy??

You ask, I write! thank you so much for your request!

Alright! President Loki is in the house!

*My requests are open*

Pairing: Dom!President Loki x Fem!Reader

Summary: It's all fun and games, until you touch what belongs to the wrong person.

Warnings: Angst, Fluff, lightly toxic (in my opinion).

Loki taglist: @lokisprettygirl22 @lucky-foxface @otakumultimuse-hiddlewhore @high-functioning-lokipath @thereadinggeek @el-zef @apine7 @beakami @lokiprompts @llaufeysondggerxx

Two sides of a coin

“Good morning, my dearest” you stirred under the silky covers as you heard your boyfriend’s voice. “Mornin’” you wore a silly smile after seeing Loki’s face, it turned into a grin after he kissed your lips. “I made breakfast, it’s ready for you” he caressed your face with one hand, leaving a kiss on your forehead, your lips, and your neck as he spoke.

“Wait, you’re leaving?” he chuckled watching you pout, “I have to work, earth isn’t going to rule itself darling” it did before he arrived, but you couldn’t deny he had a point when he said that humanity was taking the planet to its destruction – which was one of his statements in his campaign speech–.

“I’m going to pick you up from the compound later though, we’re going out tonight” he kissed – more like ate – your lips, making you let out a couple moans and sighs, “You spoil me, my love” you giggled, one of his hands tickled your side, a mischievous smile adorning his face, “I love to” one final kiss brought your hands to go through his shoulders, pulling him down so your bare chest was against his soft suit, “Later, my love, I’ll see you for dinner” you could’ve brushed his hair, but you weren’t allowed to, at least not in the mornings when he had to make public appearances, you miss that.

“Good girl” he caressed the valley between your breasts lovingly, admiring your features either like something precious or delicious. “I love you” you breathed after his warmth left your body, he murmured his response and then in a flash of green he disappeared.

“I love you too, my dearest” he texted, several heart stickers followed, which warmed your heart and pushed you out of bed in the best way.

‘Vote for Loki!' You watched all the banters and pins that availed his campaign adorning the streets still, it had been a year since he made his first appearance, there were so many changes since he came to be president of the planet, you figured people just forgot to throw a few posters out.

“Mr. Laufeyson, what assures us that the incidents of 2012 won’t be replicated?” you asked as a fake reporter in behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D, “Is my word not enough for you miss?” he chuckled, “It’s not, sir, people are still recovering from the latest war, the one that got you here in the first place” Loki wasn’t happy with your attitude, he saw a brat that needed to be taught a lesson.

“Would you like to be the one to ensure that it doesn’t happen?” he seemed serious, and he was, the next day his manager proposed you a place in his council but you refused. He continued sending his manager in a poor attempt to lure you to stand by his side, until he showed up himself on your doorstep, flowers in hand and an invitation to dance. After a few drinks, he pulled you by the arm and danced with you all night, you somehow felt…connected to him.

You fell for his charm, his ambition, how he saw the world. He brought you a weird sense of peace, he liked to handle things his own way, so you hardly had to do anything. Then he talked about an option, he wanted you to become his submissive, be his to manage, to love and to have.

And you were ok with it.

He still wanted you to work with him, unfortunately you felt weird about it, so he reluctantly allowed you to have your independence.

That didn't stop him from buying S.H.I.E.L.D and leaving his assistant as the one in charge of authorizing the missions. You weren't at all surprised given his character and you didn't have the energy to discuss it either, you knew you weren't going to get anywhere so you just ignored him. But your fellow agents were fed up with him.

"Good morning Nat! how are you?" you walked into the avengers compound, and on the couch watching the news was the redhead drinking coffee waiting for a mission.

"Your boyfriend did it again" pointed to the news, Loki was proposing another controversial idea that is going to attract snipers.

"We're going to have to protect his ass again" Barton appeared and hugged you by the shoulders, "Do you know anything about this?" you denied, "He doesn't talk about work with me."

The last mission was to prevent a horde of aliens from entering the white house, their target being Loki, obviously. The good thing is that they were able to kill everyone, however, his assistant was only in charge of covering up the mission, since it was not authorized.

“How many do you think will come for him this time?" Barton shrugged and patted you gently on the back, "I have no idea, but we'll have to be ready when they call” you agreed with a sigh.

After a long day of organizing paperwork and filling out emails responding to civilian claims, it was finally six o'clock, time to go down to the reception and wait for Loki.

"Dwarf!" Bucky exclaimed from far down the hall, "James!" you ran to him then jumped into his arms, "I've missed you" you and bucky were mission partners before he went on his journey to redeem himself, the two of you were unstoppable, the ultimate combination of strength and agility.

"How are you Y/n?" Steve hugged you from behind, crushing you against Bucky like a sandwich, "Captain! How the years go by!" you joked, "Y/n don't bother the old man" you three were laughing and teasing each other when suddenly you were pulled flush against someone’s chest.

“Y/n” It was Loki, wearing a devilish smile and a new suit, “Good evening Mr. President” Steve greeted politely with a hint of sarcasm, “Captain, Sargent, good evening indeed” his grasp on your hip didn’t loosened up one bit.

“My love what are you doing up here? You always wait for me in the lobby” you were concern about how tense his jaw was, and his neck vein threatening to pop, “I waited, but you were taking your sweet time, so I got worried” He wrapped his arm around your waist completely, all while making eye contact with Bucky, assuring his dominance, like wolves.

“She’s with us, so you hardly have to be concerned” Steve interfered the tension, hardly making the situation better.

“Au contraire Rogers, my girl with the Winter Soldier, the things he could do to her, makes my skin crawl” Loki pulled you back unexpectedly, making you gasp. “She’s safe with me” Bucky tried to get close to you, but Loki let go of your waist to grab hold of your arm, “I’ll be the judge of that, if you excuse us”.

He dragged you all the way to the elevator, you had to mouth a brief “I’m sorry” to your friends, sadly, that was just Loki’s normal behavior. He’s jealous, possessive and over protective.

“Why you always do that?” you broke the silence after a ten minute drive, at least he was driving and not his assistant, “I'm protecting you, that's my duty” you scoffed, “Those are my friends Loki; you can't be jealous of everyone I meet” he didn’t even looked at you, “I'm not jealous, I just don't want people to touch what's mine, especially those lowlifes” ‘what’s mine’ he always referred to you like an object, so you dropped on him a bomb.

“Those lowlifes are the reason I was able to come back from the last mission” you thought he would be affected by that fact, “Is their duty, otherwise I'll kill them and close the program” but his words were so cold.

“Why you change so much? You flip completely when you’re with me and when you’re with them” he didn’t even showed you as the first lady, or brag about you at all, “I’m showing them their place, no one touches what’s mine” again with the objectification, “I’m a person Loki, sometimes you forget that I can just walk away”.

He laughed, he fucking laughed.

“Sure darling, sure” he mocked you.

When you got to the suite, he was behind you trying to match your steps, you were going fast so you wouldn't have to keep talking to him, "Honey, please, you can't get mad because I'm trying to protect you, you must understand" you took out the key and you were going to put it in the reader, but you stopped in your tracks and grabbed Loki by his tie.

"Get this right you knucklehead, I'm a person, I'm not your property, I'm with you because I want to be and not because of all the shit I you give me, nor the romantic dinners you arrange for me, I really love you, but you don't love me, if you did you would have noticed the stitches they gave me for the wound from the last mission, if it hadn't been for Steve, I would have returned to your arms in a casket!" he fucked you that night and he didn’t noticed, he thought your whimpers were because of pleasure, but he was grabbing your side, making the wound open again.

“Darling I…” he heard a click, but thought it was just another door opening, “I love you Loki, I truly do, but you can’t do that every time, I’m tired, so cancel dinner, I’m going to sleep in the guest room tonight” he regretted it all the moment you opened the door.

His back hit the wall at the end of the corridor, the blackout lasted a few seconds before he stood up, the whole room was on fire, “Y/n?” he stumbled on the way, but his seiðr straightened his legs and he was able to run inside, “Y/N!!” he yelled through the smoke, all he could see was a message written in red on the wall saying “You deserve this”, he didn’t took long to connect it all with his recent law project.

His seiðr took down the flames around him, there he found a trace of blood heading to his bedroom, he followed it all the way to the bathroom, where he found you wrapped up on his cape, you knew it was flame proof, “Clever girl” he sighed, his heart still beating like it wanted to push itself out of his chest, “My love, it’s safe now” he heard your faint heartbeat, otherwise he wouldn’t have been so calmed, “I’m sorry, after you wake up, I’ll prove it to you” he carried you out of the bathtub gently, even though you avoided serious damage you still got burned.

“Everything is going to be okay” he whispered in your ear before the doctors took you away, “I want all of them dead” he gave the order and Bucky nodded, “Do it for her, not for me Barnes” he needed the job to be handled, but he wanted to be with you, so Bucky was the best option, “You don’t deserve her” he commented, then he disappeared.

“I know” Loki sighed.

“Mr. President, she’s awake” the nurse accompanied him to your door, “Would you leave us alone?” she nodded as he walked in, each step feeling like shards of glass due to his guilt, “Loki” you whispered trying to smile, “Hello my queen” he carefully brought your bandaged hand to him to place a kiss, his heart fluttered when you giggled, like you did every time he kissed you like that.

“Does it hurt too much?” his Jotun nature ran through his fingers, making you sigh in comfort, “Not anymore, my love” you guided his hand up to your head, “I thought on what you said, you’re right, I’ll be better” It was your turn to laugh, “Silly king, come here” you made room for him, his head fell lightly on the pillow, “Just…love me right” he hesitated to kiss you, because of your injuries, but you draw him to you anyways for a soft kiss, “I love you, my beloved” he whispered, “I love you more, my king”.

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spideyhexx · 3 years

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brat; L. L.

pairing; president!loki x female reader

a/n: self indulgent fic :) cause we deserve more of this loki

masterlist part two!!! part three!!!

reblogs/comments/feedback is appreciated!

summary; you attempt to trust loki but that never works out and he has an idea for a going away present.

NSFW 18+ MINORS DNI PLEASE!!!

WARNINGS; mean!loki. name calling (slut...little one...whore...bitch). oral (male receiving). thigh riding. dirty talk. sort of loki episode five spoilers.

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You should’ve known. Loki is never true to his word, but you hoped just maybe he would be different this time.

The Void put you in a constant state of trying to survive and although you were doing just fine on your own, but Loki, with his fitted suit and “vote loki” pin refusing to leave his suit jacket pushed his way into your life.

He’s tricked you countless times already and for some reason you keep trusting him.

Maybe it’s his smooth voice or his enchanting eyes. Or maybe you were just desperate to have more supplies.

This time he promised he would provide you with supplies on your trek to find a new place to take shelter. His sweet ‘of course I’ll help you little one’ led you to believe he’d follow through.

Now, you stand in his “lair” that he took from Kid Loki and he is nowhere to be seen.

A desolate quietness surrounds the room. You stay there, getting more impatient by the minute.

Just as you decide to leave, you hear the hatch opening and Loki climbs down the ladder. He spots you and his smirk deepens.

“Oh, love! You actually came,” he sneers and walks right past you. Loki settles into the throne in the center of the room and spreads his legs leisurely.

You try not to look at how good his thighs look in his pants, but you can’t help it and your eyes quickly look at them, then away. He chuckles, clearly noticing and rests his hand on his thigh.

“Of course I came, you promised me supplies? I was waiting here forever,” you exaggerate and he scoffs.

“Come on, you truly think I care about your little adventure? Enough to give you stuff I earned?”

You’re at a loss for words. You try to say something but he waves you off. The anger he’s igniting in you is only increasing as he keeps that stupid, sexy smirk on his face.

“I will miss you though, little one. Never get tired of messing with you,” he says, winking at you.

“Won’t miss you at all. You’re an asshole, Loki.” He raises an eyebrow at your words.

“I may be a jerk, sweetheart but you love it.”

His voice drops in a growl as he says it. You shift on your feet.

“Fuck you,” you snapped, trying to stand your own ground against him. You wanted to see his face drop and it does, then he smiles.

“That’s not a no.” You huff and he dramatically pouts.

“You’re so annoyed aren’t you? Asshole Loki makes you heated. So much in fact, you could’ve left by now...yet you’re still here. Pathetic...isn’t it?”

He doesn’t hide it when he looks you up and down. He leans further back into the throne and spreads his legs wider, which only adds more sparks to the ever growing fire instead of you.

“How about we have some goodbye fun, love? Your only chance.”

Loki moves his hand to the bulge in his pants, lightly pressing against it. He sighs, then while keeping his eyes on yours, slowly unzips his pants.

Your body moves without another question. You stride over to him and he reaches up to push you down to your knees.

“Take care of it,” he says and points to his crotch, widening his legs for you to settle between them.

You attempt to pull his pants down but Loki grabs your wrist. He holds it tightly as he takes his cock out, leaving the pants still on. He lets go of your wrist and looks at you expectantly.

“Well? Are you going to suck on it?”

You are, but you’re taken aback, both by his size and how good he looks staring down at you.

Loki scoffs and grabs your jaw, sticking his thumb into your mouth.

You suck on it and he groans.

“See? You can suck on my thumb, so I think you can suck on my cock. Or is that too hard for you?”

He taunts and removes his thumb from your mouth, smearing your saliva against his cock. You lean forward and wrap your lips around the tip. He grunts and you smile.

“Don’t get cocky, little one. I can ruin that smile in two seconds,” he growls, watching as you take more of him in your mouth. You can’t help but moan around him as you bob your head up and down, your underwear already soaked from sucking him off.

“This is turning you on a lot, isn’t it? Fucking whore, aren’t you? Getting horny over my cock in your mouth?”

His voice is gravelly and spurs on your moaning. He bucks his hips up, practically fucking into your mouth.

“Take all of it bitch.” You moan at his harsh words and he laughs breathily.

“You like being called a bitch too? Hell, I should’ve fucked your face sooner.”

His movements quicken, tears threatening to spill from your eyes until you need to pull away for a breath and he surprisingly lets you. Loki waits only a few moments before pulling your head back to his cock.

You choose to instead kiss down the length of him and then attach your lips to his balls, sucking, kissing, licking whatever you could do to hear him spew filth at you.

“I’m gonna cum, put me back in your mouth little one.”

You don’t listen, but suck harder at the base of his cock, using your hand to jerk off the rest.

“Did you hear me, little one?”

Loki is about to say something else but he groans instead, not being able to stop himself from cumming. It lands on his shirt and a bit on his pants. He growls and pulls your head back from his cock.

“Fucking whore you are. Look at this mess?”

You feel a little proud, making him more pissed off as a last hoorah. You stand, shrugging his hand away and wiping your lips.

“You deserve it,” you quip. Loki reaches out, grabbing your waist and pulling you back to him.

“Do I? If I deserve a mess then maybe you should contribute to it.”

He yanks your pants down along with your underwear, then pulls you into his lap.

Loki sits you directly on one of his thighs and you can feel some of his cum on your own thigh.

“Rub against me, little one. Make a fucking mess,” he orders.

You hold onto his shoulders, so broad, so strong against the fabric of his jacket as you slowly start to grind on him. He smirks and looks down, watching as your cunt rubs his thigh.

“My leg’s already wet from you. Desperate...horny...soaked...little whore.”

You moan his name and he laughs.

“Please,” you mumble, moving faster, tilting your head back to focus more on the pleasure.

“Please what? Oh dear, do you want to cum?” His voice is teasing and you look back at him just as he dips his fingers down to rub at your clit.

“Holy….fuck yes. Want your cock too,” you stammer out, trying to press yourself against his fingers.

He takes them away and you whine. Loki sucks his fingers into his mouth and hums.

“Too bad, little one. You’re not cumming yet. I don’t think you really deserve it after being a pathetic brat. Just keep humping me like a cock hungry whore. Not allowed to stop.”

You whine at him again and he leans back, keeping his hands off of you.

The urge to finish was lurking and threatening to occur and you try to hold it back but it seems useless.

“Please, Loki. I need it, please I need it.” He sighs and moves closer to his, his lips lingering on yours.

He smirks, “I don’t fucking care.”

Those words should not do something to you, but they do and you can’t stop your release from exploding through you.

It’s stronger than anything you’ve ever felt, your mind numbing as you ride out your high.

You can’t enjoy it for too long though because Loki pushes you off of him and you fall onto the floor. He looks down at your release soaking his thigh.

“You didn’t listen, again. What was I saying before? Oh! Pitiful little brat, you are. So much of a slut that you can’t hold yourself back, hm? Can’t listen?”

He stands up and begins to walk to the ladder.

“W-Where are you going?” You ask him and he reluctantly turns back.

“Sweetheart, you don’t deserve more of my cock. Go fuck off on your adventure. Learn to behave like a good whore. Maybe if we cross paths again, I’ll be able to fuck deep into that cunt while you listen to me,” he sneers before climbing up the ladder and out of the hatch.

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lokiinmediasideblog · 7 months

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Tournament of Lokis: These are the tournament Brackets

Round 1 is on my pinned post until October 8th, 2023 noon EST (Top 4 branches).

Round 2 next week is:

Laurits Seier (ragnarok) v. Earth-616 Ikol (Marvel)

Croki (MCU) v. Loki (MCU)

Atreus (GOW) v. Loki (Avengers Assembled)

Loki (Juniper Lee) v. Loki (MDLR)

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emeraldiis · 3 years

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Double Vision

A/N: this is so self indulgent i should be ashamed of myself

AO3 Link

Pairing: Loki x Reader, President Loki x Reader

Word Count: 3.6k

Summary: You and your boyfriend, 2012 Loki, are trapped at the end of time. But you're not alone. President Loki just got two new toys to play with.

Warnings: threesome, DUBIOUS CONSENT, dom/sub, sub!Loki, bondage, name calling, rough sex, mild knife play

You had been pruned seconds after Loki had in the battle in the TVA’s headquarters. Strangely, it didn’t hurt like you had expected. Just a faint sensation of completely and utter emptiness, and then everything went dark. Just like falling asleep. When you came back to your senses, it was just as gentle. You awoke in a bed of grass, staring up at a cloudy sky. A wave of relief calmed the rising panic in your veins when you turned to see Loki lying next to you.

You took in your surroundings slowly. The clouds looming above you looked threatening, like an impending storm, and far off in the distance was what looked like a ruined city. Crumbling skyscrapers pierced the horizon like jagged teeth. Heart speeding up in fear, you quickly shook Loki awake. “Wake up,” you hissed. “I have no idea where the hell we are.”

Loki grumbled and raised a disoriented hand to bat yours away, but still cracked open his hazy eyes to squint at you. A smile lit up his face when he saw you staring back at him, and you’d have been touched if it wasn’t important that he wake up right now. Upon seeing the anxiety written clearly on your face, he furrowed his brows and sat up, shaking his head to chase away the lingering confusion. You could tell the moment he realized something was very...wrong with the realm you found yourselves in, as his eyes widened and he was instantly on guard.

A deafening roar shook the ground, alerting the both of you to a looming danger, and you turned around to see a purple mass bearing down on you. You’d seen your fair share of fucked up things to know that this was not something you wanted to stick around for. Around you, small, bird-like creatures fled from the shadowy monster. In a flash, you were on your feet, tugging on Loki’s arm to pull him up with you. “Come on,” you yelled, raising your voice to be heard over the wind that had suddenly picked up speed.

Loki whipped his head around, desperately searching for shelter, then pointed at the city. “There, run!” He took off in a sprint towards the buildings, with you stumbling along behind him. The head start you got seemed to be enough to out run whatever was chasing you, but you didn’t dare slow down as you ran full tilt to safety. As the city drew closer, a sense of dread crept into your limbs, but you pushed it down. Better to race towards the unknown when the known was actively trying to kill you.

Your legs burned and your lungs were screaming out in protest, but Loki’s panted encouragements kept you on your feet and moving long enough to reach what looked like a half-collapsed hotel. Loki rushed inside the dilapidated building, holding the door open for you to scramble inside before slamming it shut. Another roar made the building tremble, and you bit your lip. As the ceiling shook and spat dust into your hair, you prayed that it would hold. Out of the frying pan, you thought to yourself.

Fortunately, it seemed as if the monster had moved on in search of easier prey, and you took the moment of fragile peace to sink against the wall and finally catch your breath. You dropped your head into your hands, trying to force your breathing back into a normal rhythm and figure out what the hell was happening. You’d just about calmed down when you heard Loki chuckle. “What’s so fu-funny?” You asked, still panting.

“That wasn’t me.”

“Huh?” You looked up, then felt your newly regained breath leave your lungs as another Loki emerged from the darkened hallway. He was dressed in what looked like a suit tailored after your Loki’s Asgardian armor, and he wore his horns proudly. A “Vote Loki,” pin sat crooked on his suit jacket. The flickering lights above him illuminated his grin, making him look like, well, a villain.

“You’re a variant,” your Loki said, stepping in front of you and eyeing his twin warily. The only ever Loki variant you had encountered was Sylvie, and she was questionable at the best of times. Loki was right to be on guard.

“I suppose you could call me that,” President Loki drawled, tracing a finger along the dusty wall as he stalked towards you. It left tracks on the wallpaper. He leaned to the side to peer around you Loki, and you felt naked under his predatory gaze. You shrank further behind your boyfriend.

“My, what do you have here?” He asked, eyes lighting up in a way that made your hair stand on end. “What a pretty toy, I’m sure you wouldn’t mind if I had a turn?”

Your Loki groweld protectively, and he took a step forward. “Do not lay a finger on her.”

President Loki frowned. “That’s no way to treat the superior version of yourself.” He continued his march forward, then slowed to a stop inches from your Loki’s defensive frame. “It’s been such a long time since I’ve seen a beautiful woman.”

You were horrified to find a confusing sort of arousal settling into your stomach. This was, after all, just another version of Loki, the man who’d spent so many nights taking you apart and putting you back together again. You’d seen those same hooded eyes so many times, seen that same smile as Loki made you squirm. Despite trying your hardest to fight it, you could feel a dampness soak into your panties, making you shift uncomfortably.

Just as perceptive as your own Loki, President Loki seemed to sense your growing interest. His frown broke out into a wide smile. “Oh, you want it, don’t you? Go on, tell your guard dog to back down, so we can play.” He nodded towards your Loki, who had turned around to look at you with perplexed, hurt eyes.

“Really?” He asked, flicking his gaze from the blush on your face towards your tensing thighs. He instantly recognized the arousal he’d seen so many times before, and his expression grew bewildered.

“I-I’m sorry,” you whimpered, trying to defend yourself. “He looks just like you, I mean, he is you, and I…” you squeezed your eyes shut. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.”

This was all so fucked. Just minutes ago you were running for your life in a strange new world, and now all that adrenaline had shifted into a violent desire to be broken to pieces. Just so you didn’t have to think about the horror that was your current situation. President Loki was still staring at you, pupils now blown and tongue running across his bottom lip in blatant want.

“Oh, love. There’s nothing wrong with you,” the variant purred. His voice was a bit deeper than your Loki’s, but it still had that velvet smoothness that always made you weak in the knees. A bright flash of green shot out from his fingertips, ensnaring your Loki in glowing rope.

He gasped in surprise, and immediately began to struggle against the magic, but it was in vain. You cried out and reached for him, but President Loki was faster. He grabbed your Loki’s arm, then began to drag him away from you and down the hallway. With a sharp whistle, he motioned his head for you to follow, and found yourself standing and trailing behind the two Lokis like an obedient dog.

President Loki pulled yours into the depths of the hotel, you following anxiously. Your Loki shouted threats and harsh words, but the magic bonds kept him nearly immobile as he was guided by President Loki. You didn’t dare try anything stupid; you weren’t a fighter, and you suspected that this variant far outmatched both you and your lover in combat. All you could do was obey and hope he showed mercy.

You were led into a suite that seemed more put together than the rest of the hotel. Everything looked much cleaner, especially the bed, and most of the walls appeared to be stable. President Loki shoved your Loki into an armchair at the back wall of the room, and then positioned it so that it was facing the bed. “Well?” He asked, lazily gesturing towards the bed.

A gush of wetness seeped from your core at the same time as fear gripped your chest. Two conflicting emotions warred within you, and you felt hot tears stinging your eyes at the confusion of it all. On one hand, you loved your Loki. There was not telling how trustworthy this variant was, if he was going to hurt you or your boyfriend. On the other, this was the once in a lifetime chance to experience a threesome with only Loki. A fantasy that most likely no other person had gotten the chance to experience outside of their dreams.

You cast a helpless glance over at your Loki. When you weren’t looking, President Loki must have gagged him, because there was now an emerald piece of fabric stuffed between his lips. Your pussy throbbed in appreciation at the sight while your heart ached at the terror in his eyes.

President Loki rolled his eyes. “I can’t say I’ve ever met a version of me quite this soft,” he said, walking to his clone’s chair. “Let me help you relax.” President Loki straddled your Loki, chuckling at the muffled whimper that spilled from behind the gag. The variant brought his head down to bite at Loki's neck, and your mouth dropped open.

To your surprise--and hesitant delight--your Loki seemed to be almost enjoying the treatment. His head had fallen back against the chair, and he was breathing in that strained way that he did when he was turned on and trying to hide it. Kinky bastard, you thought to yourself.

President Loki paused his assault on your Loki’s neck to look back at you. “See? He likes it, dear. Now be a good girl and get on the bed,” he commanded. The growl in his voice let you know that he would not tolerate being disobeyed again, so you nodded and clambered on top of the bed.

Sliding off Loki’s lap, the variant gave him a quick pat on the head and then made his way over to you. “Mmmf!” Loki mumbled, earning a sharp look from President Loki.

“I won’t hurt her. If you stay quiet like a good boy, I may let you have a turn.”

That sent chills down your spine. The thought of both of the Lokis having their way with you was almost too much, and your shaking knees finally gave out to send you sprawling onto your back against the pillows. Seemingly amused, President Loki snickered and crawled onto the bed. He crept forward until he was hovering over you, dark blue eyes raking across your trembling form.

You squirmed under his piercing gaze. The shivers making their way up and down your spine were unrelenting, no matter how hard you tried to keep still and quiet. “What happens now?” You squeaked out.

President Loki’s mouth opened in a wide green, revealing stark white teeth that almost looked sharp. “Now, we play.” Green light appeared at his fingertips again, and your hands shot up uncontrollably. You yelped in surprise and tugged on the rope that had appeared on your wrists. You were bound to the headboard, completely at the mercy of this variant. And fuck, it was exciting and terrifying and arousing all at the same time. What a mess.

There was that green light again. This time, it revolved around itself until it took the shape of a jet black dagger. President Loki ran his thumb along the handle, eyes leaving you to gaze lovingly at the knife. Your breath quickened in fear. “Stay still,” he purred. With deft fingers, President Loki raked the tip of the dagger down your shirt, cutting it open at the front. You let out an embarrassingly high pitched squeal as cold metal came in contact with your bare skin. But, as he promised, the variant did not hurt you. He made quick work of your pants as well, abandoning the knife in favor of simply yanking them down your legs along with your panties.

The cold air hitting your bare skin made you gasp. You tugged uselessly at your wrists, wanting to cover yourself in embarrassment at your sudden nakedness. Your frantic squirming made President Loki chuckle, and he leaned down to nip at your ear. “Don’t worry, sweet thing. I’ll warm you up.” His hot breath against your ear sent shivers of pleasure down your spine, and you couldn’t suppress a soft moan.

Suddenly remembering your restrained boyfriend, you managed to peer around President Loki to make sure he was alright. Your Loki was still bound and gagged, but now his face was alight with a crimson blush. Your eyes drifted downwards to the prominent bulge in his pants. When he caught you staring, Loki dropped his gaze away from yours, ashamed.

President Loki watched the silent conversation, amused. He trailed a thin finger up your thigh, then sat back to straddle your hips. “He’s enjoying himself,” the variant said confidently. He grinned at you. “I know because he’s me, and he likes what I like.”

All you could do was stare up at him with wide eyes, naked and defenseless underneath his weight.

“Oh? Surprised, are we?” President Loki drawled as he waved his hand casually. His suit faded away with his gesture, leaving him bare as well. His long cock mirrored your boyfriend’s, and it was swollen and dripping. You licked your lips. “I’ll take it you two haven’t fully...explored his interests. Us Lokis crave dominance, to be left at the mercy of a pretty thing like you.”

“So why aren’t you-”

He cut you off with a gentle slap to your inner thigh. When you sucked in a harsh breath, he chuckled. “Because there’s something else we love. Power.” WIth that, President Loki moved to place his legs on either side of you. He grabbed your ankles roughly and pressed your legs back until they sat atop his shoulders. You groaned at the stretch, then sighed heavily as he titled his head to the side to mouth at your ankle. “Ready, slut?” He growled.

You didn’t get a chance to answer. The air was stolen from your lungs as the variant plunged his hard cock into you, the stretch burning. You screamed out in pleasure and pain, listening to what sounded like both Lokis moaning in unison. The version that was currently buried deep inside of your heat rolled his eyes back in pleasure at the feeling of your pussy flexing around him.

“Oh, it’s been so long,” the variant moaned. “I want to make this last.” He began thrusting his hips lazily, more grinding into you than anything. You whimpered as you got used to the size of him. It felt like you were dreaming with how overwhelming it all was. Your core throbbed again and again as new gushes of arousal spilled from your cunt, and your head was spinning with the knowledge that just feet from you, your boyfriend was being forced to watch another version of himself tear you apart. And he loved every second of it.

From behind President Loki, your Loki whined, and you could just barely see him twitching his hips up into nothing. “Please,” he begged, and you noticed that he had managed to slip the gag from his mouth. You weren’t sure what he was begging for. To be touched, to touch you. Probably both.

President Loki looked at you with lidded eyes, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth as he ground his cock deep inside of you. “Should we let him play, too?” He asked, voice ragged.

You nodded frantically. Words escaped you, but you desperately wanted your boyfriend here. You longed for his touch, wanting to feel them both. President Loki nodded and waved his hand back towards the chair. Loki’s bonds vanished, and he was scrambling onto the bed as soon as he was free.

He crawled up to the top of the bed, hands outstretched to grab your face and pull you in for a kiss. Your Loki gasped desperately as President Loki grabbed him by the hair, pulling hard so that he stopped just short of reaching your lips. Your Loki whimpered and went nearly limp in submission.

The variant let go of Loki’s hair, tsking at him like he was scolding a child. “You may not touch her without my permission.” His voice was surprisingly even, given how he was still thrusting into you. “Are we clear?”

Your Loki opened his mouth to argue, then thought better of it and nodded obediently. President Loki grinned wolfishly. “Good boy. You may kiss her.”

In a flash, your lover was leaning over you, pressing his mouth clumsily to yours. His tongue sought entry, and you let him in enthusiastically. You could practically feel the desperation seeping from his every pore. You’d never seen him this worked up, and silently wished you had discovered this kink of his a little sooner. “You look beautiful like this,” he panted into your mouth.

When you began to reply, it was cut short by a yelp as President Loki’s hand dropped down to play with your clit. Your Loki kissed you again, drinking in all of your moans as his variant brought you higher and higher with those deft fingers. With a growl, President Loki snatched your Loki’s hair again and dragged him away from your lips. Loki’s pitiful whine matched yours as you both gasped for air.

“Fuck her mouth,” President Loki commanded, increasing the pace of his thrusts with a growl of pleasure. His fingers kept up their assault on your clit, and you fought to crane your neck up and open your mouth to be ready for your boyfriend’s cock.

Loki hastily yanked off his pants and pulled out his weeping dick. He shuffled over to you, then leaned forward until he was close enough to guide himself onto your tongue. This was familiar, the heavy weight of Loki’s erection stretching your jaw. You closed your lips around him and began to suck, gritting your teeth against the cries of pleasure that threatened to break free from your throat.

President Loki let go of the other Loki’s hair and instead gripped your hip roughly as he began fucking you an earnest. “So tight,” he hissed. “Cum for me, little slut. Cum for your god.”

Helpless to do anything but obey, you felt your back arch up as your entire body convulsed. Pleasure ripped through you and left you a whimpering mess, drooling around you Loki’s cock. Your boyfriend cursed at the sight of you cumming, and began to pump himself in and out of your mouth. “I-I can’t help, fuck, help myself, darling. Ah, oh gods.”

“Such a good girl,” President Loki praised. He groaned at the tightening of your walls, then removed his hand from your clit to wrap a long arm around your Loki’s neck. Your Loki was forced to lean back against President Loki’s chest, only able to keep his cock in your mouth because of his lanky body.

Your Loki cried out, the sound broken up by his variant cutting off his oxygen. His hips stuttered violently, and you felt thick cum spurt into your throat. Somehow, you were able to force it down instead of choking, and you heard Loki whimper at the feel of his sensitive length being constricted by your throat. “Love, fuck,” he keened.

Seeing the two of you cum proved to be too much for the variant. “Oh, Norns, I can’t,” he groaned out harshly, then slammed himself into you and held his hips there as his cock pulsed within you. As he came, the magic binding your wrists dissipated, and you brought your arms down to rub at the sore muscles. Hot seed spilled out of you, running down to your ass. President Loki watched his cum drip from your swollen pussy in appreciation, panting softly.

Your Loki had collapsed next to you, and was now snuggled up against your side. The variant frowned at the sight, and you could almost detect a rueful look on his face. You hissed in a pained breath as President Loki slowly lowered your aching legs from his shoulders. He sighed as he pulled out of you, a rush of liquid gushing out and wetting the bed. Most of the dominance gone from his demeanor, he shifted awkwardly, as if he wasn’t sure where he fit in this dynamic.

His sudden insecurity didn’t surprise you. After all, he was a Loki, and they were notorious for their false confidence. It tracked. After a moment’s hesitation, you reached up and grabbed his arm to pull him to lay down next to you. He stared at you in slight confusion, but obliged, leaving you sandwiched between the two Lokis. You turned to your boyfriend, who was already drifting off, too fucked out to keep his eyes open. With a soft smile, you pressed a kiss to his forehead.

President Loki cleared his throat, catching your attention. “I, uh. It’s a bit sad. Seeing what I could’ve had. I can’t help but be envious.” He chewed on his bottom lip and looked away, bravado completely gone.

You rolled your eyes and threw a tired arm around him, feeling a rush of satisfaction when he purred happily and cuddled against you. “I think I have room in my life for more than one Loki,” you whispered. And it was true. If Loki was born to be a villain in every timeline, then you were born to love each one of them.

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