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viviennes-tears · 6 months

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Purpose and family (Tom Hiddleston, X reader wife, kids and Loki cast one shot)

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A/N: I took some inspiration from Tom's recent interview on Jimmy Fallon's Tonight show in the end for the title and a little bit of the dialogue from it as well as the behind the scenes dialogue too. So I hope you all enjoy it.

Thank you to anonymous for sending this prompt and waiting so patiently for it. I enjoyed writing the balance between family life, work family and the fluffiness with the hint of smuttiness too. Also your full ask was very sweet and I thank you for your support of my work ❤️ x

Also for those who don't live in the Uk half term is when you have a small breaks in the school year. Just in case you didn't know that.

(Reminder prompt requests are closed at the moment. Keep checking either the bio to this collection or my profile for when I will be taking them again)

Prompt requested by Anonymous on Tumblr: I wanted to submit a request after seeing your lovely tom hiddleston fic where he and reader are married and have lots of kids so his cast members tease him about it on the documentery tapes and his kids also play some role in the series/movies.

If u r comfortwble can u pls include some fluffy smut and some teasing about making another by tom

Summary: Tom and the cast of Loki give the fans a tour of the sets and talk about their time on the show whilst having a lot of fun. Most of the time his co-stars tease him about the way he messes around onset and the way he acts around his kids when they come to visit him while onset over half term. When filming is all done Tom comes home just in time for dinner and later he tells you that he's been thinking a lot about having another kid.

Warnings: Oral sex female receiving, teasing and smut (mild)

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"Hello, I'm Tom Hiddleston and this is the magnificent Ke Huy Quan!" Tom says excitedly as he introduced Ke to the camera and puts his arm around him.

"No, you're magnificent!" Ke says, causing both men to laugh and joke around as if they have known each other for years before working on the Loki series together.

"We're here in Ouroboros or OB's workshop set here in the TVA and we invite you to come and take a look around with us!" Tom says to the camera once they have collected themselves again, as they both extend their free arms out in gesture to the set around them.

The camera then proceeds to follow the pair around as they start to do a tour around Ouroboros' workshop. The set itself is jam packed with many busted up bits of TVA technology, many scrap pieces of random metal objects and OB's tools. Yet everything in the chaos of the mess is really where OB knows exactly where things are, or rather an organised chaotic mess, that's all confined behind a yellow help desk. Whereas the desk itself is littered with your typical office supplies and retro orange computer and telephone that sits in its cradle on the opposite side. There are even little cubby spaces behind the desk that are only briefly seen and houses many of the objects that could be missed on screen, unless someone goes looking that closely like many do for any hidden easter eggs. Also there's a vast network of tubes that are fixed at various points in the ceiling, and are all interlinked into one bigger tub that comes down the centre, at the back of the set. Which is the fastest way for the TVA agents to get their Tempads or other devices sent to OB to be fixed quickly than traveling down to the floor itself.

Whilst the camera follows Tom and Ke showing off the set they seem to act like children on Christmas Day, as they continue to laugh and become delighted about showing off the tiniest details on set. Some details which they explain that you might miss on screen, but the objects are still there nonetheless. Also in between the two talking about this particular set from the audience's perspective they will see cuts to certain images from a few scenes of the show to see how it all looks in the final cut.

"What's your favourite part of this particular set?" Tom asks Ke after they give the tour around, as they lean against the front of the big yellow desk, while Tom has his arms crossed and relaxes himself.

"Oh my goodness, that's such a difficult question! Every set is beautiful and it's been such an honour to be here....to work everyday has been loads of fun with such an incredible cast and crew! Everyone has been so welcoming to me into the Loki family...into the MCU family, everything has truly been an amazing experience." Ke's enthusiasm was very infectious and his smile seemed to catch on too.

Tom and Ke continued to interview each other for a while longer before the camera transitions into Sophia and Wunmi being interviewed separately by someone off camera. In both interviews they talk about the wholesome atmosphere onset and about what they're hoping the fans will get out of the new season. Of course they both then go on to mention Tom after briefly discussing other cast members, after all without Tom and the fans there wouldn't be a show at all.

"Tom is really great...he's always honest and hilarious. You always find your cheeks hurting from laughing so much." Wunmi says in her interview before the cross over to Sophia.

"Working with Tom is like being a kid again. He's always getting everyone to play games and messing around onset...it also reflects in the energy he brings to Loki. Even when his kids came onto set for a few days during their half term, honestly they had so much the fun...the way he would involve them in the games too, also when you see Loki mimicking the inflatable man in the show, it was amusing to see him with his kids do it too behind the scenes. They really do take after him." While Sophia fondly spoke, clips of the cast playing games and Tom with your kids while mimicking the inflatable man came onto the screen while you stand nearby laughing, it all brings her words to life for the audience watching.

After a compilation of the cast hugging Tom and other behind the scene clips, with parts of different interviews over-layered or inserted in between, interviews mostly about the cast talking about Tom and teasing him. Then the screen transitions over to Owen and Tom being interviewed together. The pair sit comfortably in their chairs as they are interviewed by someone off camera like most interviews. Similarly to the first season behind the scenes they went off on a tangent and it clearly showed they have great offset chemistry still. The last part of the interview focuses on the show's purpose and family.

"Tom is a family man even though we all tease him about how crazy he and his kids can get, but it's very sweet too." Owen says with a kind gentleness, as Tom's cheeks heat up and he chuckles from hearing those words. "Personally I think his other half, Y/N, she's lucky to have a guy like him." He added and felt Tom's hand squeeze his shoulder in a gesture of thanks.

"Yeah, everyone does tend to tease me about it and the fact I can still act like a child myself...but I think when playing someone like Loki it requires that playfulness...that mischievous side of yourself to have fun and Loki has had a lot of fun with his tricks for the time I've been playing him. Although that's what this show is about finding meaning, your identity, your purpose in life...but also it's about family which is exactly what Loki has always been about." Tom says, speaking passionately and fondly of his time playing Loki.

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"Daddy!" Your kids yell in unison, as they rush towards Tom as soon as the front door of the house opens, Bobby closely following behind them. He was finally back home.

"My darlings!" Tom says cheerily, as he crouches down on his heels with his arms open wide and his little ones rushed right into his waiting arms, also he kisses their cheeks in turn. The three of them hug tightly as Bobby bounces around with his tail wagging like mad, but he barks when he doesn't receive any attention right away, causing Tom to chuckle. "Hey Bobbers, I’ve missed you too!" He adds with laughter in his voice as he frees a hand and pats his faithful furry companion.

"Hey." You say softly after emerging out of the kitchen and into the hallway. A smile appears on your lips as Tom smiles up at you before he stands back up to his full height. Both of you then slowly meet half way in the hallway, he takes you into his arms as soon as you're in reach and softly kisses you.

"Ew!" Your son says, causing you and Tom to chuckle and break away from the kiss.

"What? You've seen Daddy kiss Mummy before." Tom says, as he keeps one arm wrapped around your waist as he addresses your son, although your son just crunches up his face in disgust and you both can't help but laugh again.

"He's a baby." Your daughter says cheekily and your son sticks his tongue out at her for teasing him.

"Yeah well Daddy wanted to show Mummy some love too, alright?" Tom said with still hints of laughter in his voice and you tightly held onto him back.

"Mummy missed Daddy too, you know." Your voice matched Tom's as you spoke to your kids, but you loved how they interacted with each other, you could defiantly see what everyone sees and that's how much they're like Tom.

After you all welcomed Tom home he then let Bobby out back before you all settled down at the dining table for dinner. Despite you and your little ones visiting Tom over their half term break nothing could beat this moment here and now. You seemed to zone out while watching your family having dinner while talking and laughing amongst themselves, it felt wonderful to have everyone together like this again, a feeling you always enjoyed whenever spending time together.

"Is everything alright, love?" Tom asks softly a few moments later, after he freed up his right hand and placed it on top of yours, caressing yours with his thumb gently bringing you out of your thoughts.

"Humm...yeah-yeah, everything is more than alright." You reassured him as you focused on his beautiful eyes.

"Sure?" He had to ask again. He's always felt the need to ever since you started dating years ago. He's also always been very protective of you, especially how badly relationships have been in the past for both of you, in different ways sure yet you've both experienced similarities all the same too. Of course his protectiveness had expanded when you both had children together, which showed more whenever they accidentally fell down or hurt themselves in any way.

"Promise." You replied before leaning towards him and pecking him on the lips, earning another noise of disgust from your son. "Hey you...eat your dinner." You playfully chastised your son.

"Don't forget to eat your peas now, otherwise no dessert." Tom adds in the same playful way, making your son shake his head as if he's actually been denied dessert, the very same look you've seen on Tom's face before too when denied dessert.

"Eat up then." You encouraged and that's exactly what your son did.

"You too, princess." Tom says with a gentle warning, as he catches your daughter sliding peas off her plate and feeding them to Bobby who's sat beside her. With that gentle warning she put her plate back down on the table and continued to eat all her dinner like her brother. Neither wanted to miss out on dessert.

Much later when your kids are tucked up in bed with Bobby staying in their shared room for the night you and Tom had gotten yourselves ready for bed too. Whilst you brush your teeth Tom was sitting in bed comfortably as he made a start on a new chapter of his current book. He was so engrossed in it that he hadn't realised you were coming back into the room.

"You always look so good with glasses on." You teased, as you climbed into bed next to him before kissing his cheek, making his cheeks heat up and a chuckle to escape his lips as he turned his attention towards you instead.

"And you always look good in my clothes." He says playfully, after noticing you decided to wear a pair of his joggers and one of his t shirts for bed.

He quickly marks his page and puts the book on the bedside table before he grabs you by your waist and pulls you closer towards him. You don't hesitate another second, your lips touch his lovingly and sweetly, as your hands come up to hold his face gently. This time you could enjoy the kiss instead of being interrupted, it was a nice feeling, especially as he returned your kiss in kind. When your lips parted neither of you could stop smiling for no real reason at all. Just being together in this moment felt like no time had been spent apart, and your love for each other is as strong as ever, if not more so. Although it didn't take long before you began making out as if you were teenagers again and hands began to wander over each other's bodies.

"Then again...you look just as good when they're on the floor too." Tom says sultry, with that suggestive smirk on his lips, while he strokes your hair softly and this time you're the one with reddened cheeks.

However a few months ago you were self-conscious about still having some extra weight on your body after having two kids. Tom had eased your worries though, he's great like that because he still loves you and praises your body no matter how you thought you looked. To say he adores you is an understatement. You often even ask how come you got so lucky to have someone like him in your life and love you so much for who you are both inside and outside.

"Tooooommmm." You say childishly between giggles, as he gets more handsy, also he's being very playful with his touch on your body, as well as kissing all over your face and down your neck.

Tom chuckled against your neck as he continued to kiss down it, the slight roughness of his stubble brushing against your skin, not that you minded it as you actually liked it. He then kissed down to your collarbone, whilst his fingers found their way underneath his t shirt on your body and caressed your skin softly. Eventually his fingers hoisted his t shirt further up your body and his lips moved down to kiss your abdomen. His breath warm against your skin and the slight roughness of his stubble brushes you there now too and makes you giggle. When his kisses trailed upwards his fingers pushed his t shirt up even higher, revealing more of your body to himself, his mouth then latched onto your nipples in turn. He gently sucked and circled his tongue around each of them in turn, while he kneaded your other breast, pinching and rubbing the other nipple before his hot wet mouth switched over. You moaned softly as he paid special attention to your breasts and you felt him smirking as he sucked a little harder and circling his tongue around every now and then.

Before you knew it Tom had removed his t shirt completely away from your body and pulled his joggers down and off you too. His kisses trailed up from your calves to your thighs as his hands caressed your body softly. His stubble scratches you and leaves a slight stinging sensation in its wake. He was just showing his appreciation of your body, treating you like a queen, squashing any ill thoughts you might have going on in your mind again about how you looked. Soon enough you felt him part your thighs, his noise brush against your clit briefly before his mouth latched onto it, gently sucking and humming with approval. His humming sent vibrations up your body and you felt a shiver run down your spine. In return his ministrations increased, his hot mouth around your clit sucked more intensely, before his tongue pushed through your wet folds. He moaned as he vigorously began sliding his tongue in and out of your heated core, your own soft and quiet noises of pleasure escaped your lips, his hands also taking a firm grasp on the back of your thighs as he brought up your core closer to his mouth.

After a while you came all over his tongue and some dribbled down his chin. As he looked up at you after he had helped you through your climax his chin was glistening with your arousal. He then smacked his lips together and licked them clean before wiping his chin with the back of his hand. He just sat on his knees for a bit enjoying how you looked in the aftermath of your climax with a smirk gracing his lips.

"You know...I wouldn't mind having another little pair of feet running around the house. " Tom suddenly says, with his fingers lacing with your own, as he comes to lay beside you now. Neither of you had spoken about having any more kids before, you were a little surprised by him suggesting it, but you weren't at the same time, due to the fact you know he's always wanted a lot of kids. Long before you met him even.

"You want another one?" You asked, as you look into his eyes deeply while trying to work out how serious he is about this.

"Yeah...I really want another with you, Y/N. You're already a wonderful mother to our little ones and I just...I still feel that need to be a parent again. I admit I miss having to do all those little things with having a baby around, you know? Like teaching them how to walk, how to talk...oddly even getting up for nightly feeding" He says softly with slightly reminiscing laughter about being a parent. "I miss everything about having a baby. Don't get me wrong I love our kids so much, you know I do, yet I can't help but think about having another lately." He adds, his thumb caresses your hand as he keeps your fingers laced together, his expression was just as telling as his words are. He really wants another kid with you.

"I miss it too." You eventually spoke up after letting his words sink in, although it's been five years since your youngest was born, yet you had to agree that you miss everything he just said too. Despite thinking that you'd done having more kids up until now, you knew at that moment you wanted to start all over again.

Tom's face lit up like a Christmas tree when you told him you wanted the same thing. It didn't take him long before his lips were back on yours. The taste of yourself still lingered on his tongue and you moaned into the kiss as you pulled him closer to your body. He took that as a hint and took off his nightwear while trying not to be away from you too much. The pair of you were all tongues, mouths and hands again, but when you felt his erection pressing against your thigh your body shivered.

"Let's get you knocked up." Tom says teasingly and wiggles his eyebrows after your lips parted making you laugh.

He proceeded to flip you over onto your back ready, his grasp onto your hips firmly as he brought himself into position. At first he brushed the head of his cock against your sodden pussy a couple of times, making you jolt excitedly, and a gasp to escape your lips. You thought he was going to be rough with you at first, but instead he slowly pushed inside of you and began to make love to you gently.

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Source: @viviennes-tears

#purpose and family #tom hiddleston #tom hiddleston x reader #one shot #prompt request #loki #ke huy quan #owen wilson #sophia di martino #wunmi mosaku #fan fiction #viviennes-tears

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maddyromanoff · 1 year

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CARD

Sylvie: love is weakness, it’s an evolutionary mistake..

Loki: your literally making a first kiss anniversary card for Y/n rn..

Sylvie: *pointing a hot glue gun at him* Your on thin fucking ice Laufeyson

#sylvie laufeydottir #sophia di martino #loki series #loki odinson #sylvie x reader

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bestwitchsam · 1 year

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ijuststareatstuffhereok89 · 2 years

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Dear Fanfic Writing Tumblr Diary,

Character/fandom mini rant for today:

Writing Reader/Loki is difficult, especially when I feel the need to watch the TV series to look for character mannerisms for Loki and Mobius and end up having to really pick out and FF the Sylvie bits like picking out the little baby corns in the fried rice.

Sorry, I don’t like Sylvie. It sucks, because the actress is totally fine, and I think had they not forced her and Loki into that unnecessary “luuurve” corner, I wouldn’t have hated her so much. Its not Sophie DiMartino’s fault the writers are dinguses. She and Tom Hiddleston have good enough chemistry (not mind-blowing like other MCU pairings, but serviceable and believable), but even if they’d kept the actor and the damn writers had cast her as actually Sigyn instead it would’ve been much better.

It may be my own bitterness (lets face it, it totally fucking is) over the MCU choosing to have Loki literally go fuck himself over either putting him with Mobius, leaving him alone, or bringing in Sigyn or another one of his many lovers from the comics. I guess that’s why I’m taking All the Strange Creatures in the direction it’s going. So much more of not only the comic but the actual myths could’ve been explored here.

Don’t worry, I see some of that lost potential, and I’m covering it in my fic. ;)

AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/39642654/chapters/99239736

Please read my stuff! Comments and encouragement bring me liiiiife.

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arbuz-ik · 14 days

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Touch myself

(The title is taken from one GRLwood song because I love that song, lol.)

Pairing: Sylvie x fem!reader

Word count: 4.1k

I hope there are no mistakes here.

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Sylvie was glad to finally get some rest. She knew that Loki would not have made such a sacrifice for nothing. He wanted the best for her, even if it wasn't going to be with him. Loki did what needed to be done and what needed to be done, as Sylvie certainly didn't want to sit in one place somewhere in ruins for the rest of her very long life, and Loki knew it.

Sylvie walked down the road and drank a soda from McDonald's, already thinking about how she would have a good strong coffee after she got back to her small flat. Tomorrow she also had a shift at McDonald's, but Sylvie wasn't complaining. Everything was fine until a text message arrived on her mobile phone. She knew that storing future technology in 1983 wasn't a good idea, but it was the only communication she had with you.

"What are you doing?" your message read. Easy and simple enough, making Sylvie smirk in thought.

She had met you before the whole Loki thing. Sylvie had accidentally fallen into your timeline then, as TemPad's charge was running low. So she had to stay at your flat for a while, and you two... Yeah. Yeah, and it seems like Sylvie knew you didn't mind her coming round afterwards, so she came round to fuck.

And then the whole Loki thing, TVA, and then McDonald's, where she could finally think things through. You loved her, really, even though she'd thought it was just sex before. But now the two of you were almost like a couple.

"Coming home from work." replied Sylvie dryly.

You never liked that. Sylvie only sent you hearts emojis when she was maxed out drunk, and mostly everything was short, to the point, and literate.

"Shame it's without me." was the reply, which made Sylvie take another sip. She knew what you'd texted her for.

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Sylvie arrived home about ten minutes later. Her coat was now lying on the sofa and she was in a grey t-shirt and plain pants, sitting in the kitchen drinking coffee while it was night outside.

Sylvie couldn't have come to your timeline so often. Firstly she didn't want to spoil you, secondly she was working, thirdly she just liked to know how you were writhing with desire because she only came to you twice a month.

"I know what you're writing to me for." wrote Sylvie, waiting for a reply, which of course wouldn't come, so she wrote a couple more minutes later. "Thinking about me again? Dirty. Very dirty."

"I'm sorry, Sylvie, sometimes I just can't stand it."

"You never know how to do that."

You sighed unhappily as you read the message. Your own hand slid more slowly under your trousers now, as you didn't expect Sylvie to text again. Your own room was dark and quiet, apart from the heavy breathing and the fact that you were typing with one hand. "I can do that."

Sylvie smirked, even snorting, knowing you were lying stupidly.

"Masturbating, are you? I already know you're already imagining mine instead of your fingers, and thinking about how I could whisper some nasty things in your ear, right?" Sylvie knew you were probably already blushing and squealing at this. You were easy to tease.

Your fingers sped up slightly, though Sylvie looked completely neutral if you could see her. You bit your lip with a quiet moan. You missed her caresses, her hands, her voice and just her in general, so you had to do it almost every night. And you always loved it when Sylvie helped you with it, even like this.

"Yeah, sorry."

"Don't apologise. Just be my sweet princess and push your clit harder. Don't be shy, honey."

A slight moan escaped your lips and your hand did as Sylvie asked and goosebumps ran down your skin and the slight throbbing inside your body increased slightly.

"Will you want my photos afterwards?"

"Sure." Sylvie replied, taking a sip from her mug, biting her lip slightly. She did, after all, have a separate folder of such photos, which she was very fond of. "Now slowly insert another finger, don't be gentle."

There were now two fingers inside, causing a low sweet moan to escape your lips and your eyes to close for a moment in pleasure. Until another message came from Sylvie.

"Yes, move gently. Move and think it's me doing it. Except of course my rings on fingers won't be hitting your tender flesh with every thrust, but that's fine too." Sylvie felt that at this rate you would be coming to climax in about a minute, maybe less. She herself was already squirming in the chair, feeling aroused and eager. "Be a good girl for me."

Your hand moved faster and faster as you thought about how Sylvie could be here. You imagined how you could feel the slight chill coming from her, since she was half Jotun after all. Moans escaped your lips more and more as you reread Sylvie's messages over and over to cum.

"Obedient but dirty girl who likes to masturbate while she thinks of me and misses me." read another message, which was the last straw before your orgasm. It made your body shudder and your tongue stuck out for a couple of moments while requests popped out of your lips into the void.

After a moment, you calmed down, which allowed you to text Sylvie. Finally.

"You're going to get me someday."

"Don't worry, next time I'll fuck you so hard you won't be able to sit up."

#Sylvie laufeydottir x fem reader #sylvie laufeydottir #sophia di martino #sylvie laufeydottir x fem!reader #sylvie #loki series

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goddessofmischief · 3 years

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Sylvie x Reader where Sylvie is not sure how to approach Reader so Loki asks the Reader out but when Reader shows up Sylvie is there.

I NEED WINGMAN LOKI

A/N: AND YOU'LL GET IT

✨ Wingman - Sylvie x Reader ✨

“...They like you, you know.”

“What?”

Loki smirks into his drink.

As if she really couldn't notice.

"Stop it. You’re just being... oblivious on purpose. Because you’re too afraid to do anything about it.”

“I’m not afraid,” says Sylvie, feeling childish for arguing in the first place. You could never love someone like her, much less like someone like her, and that was that.

But you were so... perfect.

Loki snickers again, and she briefly considers stabbing him before recalling the TemPad he still has concealed.

“Want me to talk to them?”

“What? No.”

“Come on, it’s a good idea.”

“No, no it’s an awful idea. What are you going to say, you’ve got a friend you want them to meet? You don’t think they’d know immediately who that is?”

Loki considers this.

“Well, maybe so. Then again... this train car is filled with quite a few good looking individuals... I could be speaking for anyone, really.”

Sylvie sighs.

It’s ridiculous, she acknowledges. Ridiculous, far-fetched, impossible-

And perhaps, just foolish enough to work.

“Alright,” she concedes. “I’ll let you have a go at it.”

A smile lights up Loki’s face, and she considers, for the first time, that perhaps it’s Loki’s first time doing something like this - willingly, at least, as she’s sure Thor had forced him into being a wingman more than a few times back on Asgard.

But then again... maybe Loki needs this as much as she does.

He glides over to you, drink in hand.

“Hey, Y/N.”

“Hey, Loki,” you say, looking up at him. “What’s, um... what’s going on?”

“Oh, nothing much - nothing to worry about, that is. It’s just, well... a rather good-looking person approached me on the train, and they said they might, ah... like to have a drink with you.”

You look him over, suspiciously.

“That person wouldn’t happen to be you, would it?”

“No, no - well, not exactly.”

You nod, seemingly oblivious.

“Y/N,” says Loki, leading you over by the elbow, “Meet your date - the lovely Miss Sylvie.”

You blush, and she covers her face in shame, hiding behind the sleeves of her robes.

“Oh... oh, Gods...”

You take her hand, and she’s forced to look at you.

“Well,” she says, wryly, “I hope you’re not... disappointed.”

You grin.

“I’m not disappointed at all.”

Sylvie Taglist: (Open)

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call-me-fanvergent · 3 years

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I AM LOSING MY MIND !!!! ITS LOST !!!! IVE LOST IT !!!! I LOVE THEM SO MUCH !!!!

move over loki and mobius this is now a kid loki and croki stan account 😎

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dayanacvm · 3 years

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timetravellingshinigami · 3 years

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Introducing another Loki variant:

Actor Loki

The fame, the attention, the praise he gets. You cannot tell me this Loki isn't canon.

#Tom Hiddleston #loki #loki variants #President loki #loki x reader #President loki x reader #Sylvie #sophia di martino #mobius #tva #Loki variants #marvel #mcu #loki fic #loki fandom

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codenamewitcher · 3 years

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Loki S1E2 out of context spoilers

#loki #loki spoilers #out of context #loki odinson #loki series #loki laufeyson #marvel #loki season 1 #loki show #loki x reader #multiverse #lady loki #mcu loki #tom hiddleston #sophia di martino #mcu #marvel cinematic universe

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certifiedskywalker · 3 years

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Tell Me a Story - Sylvie Laufeydottir

Sylvie has one rule. Well, she has a few, but only one applies in this situation: never visit the same apocalypse twice.

“You’re crazy.”

“I prefer charming,” Sylvie quipped, turning her head against the blanket to peer into your twinkling eyes. “Eccentric or enigmatic, even.”

Your smile widened at her words, at how her blonde hair fanned out around her head like a wonderful halo. Sylvie was some beautiful, alien angel looking back at you. Her eyes danced along your face, drinking in your features. To do the same, to truly revel in her enigmatic presence, you turned to lay on your side. Sylvie was quick to mirror your movements. As she shifted, her hand knocked against your own, where it laid still between your bodies. A shock, sudden and tickling, raced up your arm at the touch. It nestled in your chest and stirred your heart at a rapid pace. Silently, you wished that Sylvie couldn’t hear it beating against your ribcage. Though she must have noted the worry in your eyes for her brows furrowed and lips parted into a frown.

“What is it?”

"Nothing,” you replied, too quickly. Sylvie’s brows relaxed and her sour expression turned to one of disbelief. Despite her clear exasperation at your dodging of her question, she was still warm to you, familiar. At the feeling, you let out a breath and added, “I feel like I've known you forever, but..."

"But?" Sylvie pressed gently, her eyes and features softening with concern as she waited for your reply.

"I don't know. It’s more like...deja vu," you leaned towards her, slightly turning on your shoulder, "in the best way."

"There's a lot of stories about deja vu throughout history, you know. Ancients thought it was a visceral message from their God, or gods."

With a quirked brow, you nudged Sylvie’s hand with your own, eliciting another, more curious shock. "Really? Tell me one."

"A historical account of deja vu?"

You groaned at her teasing tone and turned to lay flat on your back. Smiling up at the scattered clouds that floated about, you sighed, "tell me a story, smartass."

“Well, alright,” Sylvie replied and, out of the corner of your eye, you caught her shift against the blanket she laid out for you both. She too faced the blue sky then, but she did not smile at it like you did. There was a suddenly sullen look to her as if she had just then remembered something bitter.

At the sight, you turned back on your side to better face her, but before you could question her expression, Sylvie spoke up.

“There once was a lonely woman,” she began, eyes still fixed above. “She wandered through time and space, living in the endings of worlds. Monsters from her past made it impossible for her to stay anywhere for too long. So, she just kept running, running away. Eventually, her heart got tired.”

“Her heart got tired?” You asked softly as you reached out to trace the folds of her shirt. The green fabric was loose on her frame, and damp. You couldn’t remember what had wetted it. Had you spilled something on her when you met? When did you meet?

“Homesick, almost,” Sylvie replied. She glanced at you and saw how your fingertips rubbed against the damp spot on her shirt. “Don’t worry. It’ll dry.”

Wordlessly, but still confused, you pulled your hand back. Sylvie’s eyes focused on your movements with a watchfulness that made your chest flutter. No one had ever looked at you like she did, not with the same warmth, the same familiarity. When she turned her gaze back to the sky, you felt the feeling flee.

“So, her heart got tired” Sylvie continued, “and she decided to stay an extra day in one of these ending worlds. In that extra day, she met someone who woke her heart up, in just one day. The wanderer woman didn’t know what to do. She knew that she didn’t want to leave her lover, but the world was going to end soon and the monsters were close.”

Sylvie’s voice faltered slightly and you felt a pang in your gut at the sound. Gently, you scooted closer to the blonde and grabbed her hand in your own. A shuddering breath fell from Sylvie’s lips as your fingers intertwined but she pressed forth with the story.

“So, the wanderer waited, savored every last moment. They fell deeper and harder until a purple beast snapped his fingers and turned the lover’s world to ash. The woman was alone again, running again. But, soon, her heart got tired and, against her better judgment, she decided to go back. She bent time and space so that she could live with her lover again, even if only for a short while. A few hours of forever, creating deja vu.”

A tense quiet fell over the two of you. Like the wanderer woman, you felt your heart suddenly tire under the weight of Sylvie’s story. Desperate to ease the feeling, you pressed yourself closer to her side. You bit your lip, cycled through the details of the story until your mind caught on Sylvie’s words.

"Against her better judgment?" You asked, looking up at her. She tilted her head down and met your eye. There were sparkling glints of wariness in them which caused the ache in your chest to heighten.

"She didn't want to get caught,” Sylvie replied, not missing a beat, “caught in time, I mean."

"But if it was with her lover, getting caught would be worth it, no?"

Sylvie held your gaze for a moment before she turned her head back towards the sky. "It would be, but that’s why I-she came back.”

“It’s a sweet story,” you murmured as you rested your head on Sylvie’s shoulder. “Sad, but really sweet. Do you think that they’re together now?” “I think they are,” Sylvie whispered, turning her head once more. You met her eyes as her shoulder slipped out from under your head. Then, the two of you were both laid on your side, facing each other.

Her free hand reached out slowly. You held her gaze as her fingertips brushed against your cheek, traced down your jaw to your chin. The touch sent a shock through you, another bite of deja vu that, at last, placated the pang in your chest. Though, when Sylvie pulled your lips to hers, the ache was swiftly replaced with a flutter. How easily you fell into place beside each other like it was preordained by some stream of fate.

When you parted, Sylvie’s breath tickled your neck. “They’re together as we are.”

You did not have to open your eyes to hear the tilt of a smile in her voice. But, you opened your eyes anyway. Her lips were drawn up, half in a smile as she rubbed the pad of her thumb against your bottom lip. However, all too quickly, Sylvie’s smile faded into a frown.

“What is it?” “Nothing,” Sylvie replied, smiling softly, just as you did before. “I just want to hold on to our few hours of forever.”

You smiled at her poetic words and pressed a sneaky kiss to her thumb. “I don’t think our story will be quite as dire as theirs.”

Sylvie did not answer. She merely continued to smile at you before she shifted onto her back. Her arm wrapped around you, held you close to her side. You succumbed to her warmth, the hints of familiarity, of ‘I’ve been here before’. It didn’t matter if you had been with her before because you were there with her then.

But that didn’t matter either. For, thousands of miles away, on a different continent, a purple beast snapped his fingers and triggered an apocalypse.

When an hour passed, Sylvie, with tears in her eyes, looked down at you to find only ash, for the second time. Tears slipped down her cheeks and soaked into the green shirt she conjured for herself. It’ll dry, she thought bitterly as she stayed at the quiet park for a little longer. Alone again.

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Tap Like Nobody's Watching

Request by @caitlinsnow-yayyy : so, really novel idea here: I have a headcanon that, if Sylvie got to experience Midgard, she'd take an interest in old school movies... and also tap dancing. Maybe something involving Sylvie and tap dancing, if you don't mind me asking? Ty! <3 (btw not a dancer, just lover of Golden Age Hollywood lol)

It's been, what, two weeks since Sylvie came into our lives (not even) and I'm already in love with her. So yes, life update: I write for Sylvie now. And, lemme just say, this prompt is ridiculously adorable. Thanks for the request! ��

Also, thank you guys so much for 300 followers! It really means a tremendous amount to me!

Warnings: Egregious amounts of fluff.

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The temporary home wasn't exactly the prettiest thing in the world. Far from it, actually. But with you and Sylvie constantly needing to be on the move, it worked out well. You never stayed in it for very long, maybe a day or so each time you went back. It was just a place to store your provisions and served as a nice place to rest. That's all it really needed to be.

Being rogue Variants on the run was a hard life to live. Nobody could refute that. The TVA was always hot on your tail whenever you decided to pop up on the Sacred Timeline. The mere idea made you wrinkle your nose in disgust. One single timeline. One set path. No room for error.

You were just a regular person who chose to skip work one day because you had a sore throat. Next thing you knew, people in full body armor had landed in your kitchen through golden portals, startling you into dropping your freshly made bowl of soup. A family recipe that worked magic for sickness, really.

You were processed and about to be sent to trial for crimes you didn't even know you committed. Then the alarms blared, a portal opened, the Minute-Men that kept you restrained were pruned, and there stood a woman before you offering her hand and asking you to come with. To avoid whatever horrible fate was waiting for you.

The woman, Sylvie, then filled you in on what the whole situation with the TVA was. They were most likely going to brainwash you and make you one of their analysts, or prune you if you proved to be problematic. She then filled you in on her own plan to bomb their Sacred Timeline and give free will back to the universe.

So, you helped her. The next time Sylvie raided the Alabama Roxxcart for supplies (the TVA can't detect you during an apocalyptic event, you see), she brought some fresh clothes and all the food you could possibly need. It was kind of adorably domestic, especially after your relationship grew.

"I'm going to the store. Do you need anything, darling?"

"I need more socks. Oh, and can you get some more (favorite snack) while you're there? I ran out last night."

"Sure thing."

The mattress springboard had a depression in the middle of it. The small, boxy TV had colored lines that would flash on and off at random times while the TV was on. One of the windows in the shack had a massive crack in it that let in a draft. The wood planks that made up the floor occasionally came up and splintered. Yet, despite all that, you had never been happier. It was way better than working a boring job, falling for a boring person, and living a boring, unfulfilled life. You had Sylvie and you had fun.

During one of Sylvie's outings in particular, she showed up with a few shopping bags of supplies like snacks and water. Though, she also had a bag that looked a bit different than the others.

"What's that?" You queried, Sylvie dumping out the other bags on the bed.

"I went to a Blockbuster video store while I was out. VHS tapes are hard to come by in 2050." Sylvie held up one of the thin boxes, showcasing a picture with a woman wearing a flamboyant dress titled Hello, Dolly! "Old classics, you know?"

"Ah, so you're into classics?"

"Classics with a good dance routine mixed in." Sylvie handed you the VHS box and tapped her feet on the dirty floor as a sort of demonstration.

"And you tap dance?"

"I have several talents, darling."

You looked at the tape and then back up at Sylvie with a raised eyebrow and a thin smile.

"Can you show me a little tap dance?" You asked. Sylvie flushed a little pink.

"I haven't danced a full routine in a very long time, let alone in front of another person." She said.

"Aww, c'mon, Syl. I won't laugh at you, I promise."

Sylvie waited a moment before letting out a long exhale. She reached underneath the bed and pulled out an old CD player with a few CDs. She shuffled through the stack before finding one she liked. Sylvie popped the disc into the player and hit the play button. A jazzy tune emitted from the player, a little warbled with the age of the device, but you could still hear it fine. It sounded like something from the 1920s, a decade Sylvie said she was fascinated with.

She started tapping her feet against the ground in sync with the music, touching her toes and heels to the floor. She wasn't wearing tap shoes, so the sound was muffled. Though, you didn't really care because Sylvie seemed to be having fun with it. She wore a genuine smile as she moved her feet and arms along with the beat. She shot you a mischievous grin before pulling you off of the chair you were sitting on.

"But I can't tap!" You protested.

"You don't need to know how. Just have fun!" Sylvie replied, guiding you through a 20s swing dance for two people. Nervously, you tried to replicate her steps, a little off balance admittedly. You stepped on her toes a few times, but Sylvie didn't really seem to care. "You're getting it!"

The sight was probably an awkward one, the two of you trying to dance together in a small shack. Yet, you slowly found yourself having more fun. Sure, you weren't perfect, but that didn't matter. The song drew to a close, Sylvie kissing the tip of your nose as you squished together. Breathing heavily, you began to laugh.

"I haven't had that much fun in... gosh, I don't know how long." You said.

"Being on the run from all seeing Time Police doesn't leave much room for fun. But I'm glad we could find the time." Sylvie replied, joining in on your laughter. She brushed a sweaty lock of your hair out of your face with a smile. "Now, c'mon. There's a Renaissance Faire I wanna check out."

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Hope you enjoyed this, Caitlinsnow!

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