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seilahscopium · 9 months

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New Beginnings

♡ I grant a wish for whoever summons me and take one thing as a payment ♡ 𝐈𝐝𝐞𝐚: After Scara was defeated by traveler and his kitsune (yn) helps comfort him through his new start 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: Scaramoiche/Wanderer/Kunikuzushi ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"hold my hand, we're going to try something" you smiled, holding your hands out to Kunikuzushi. Scaramouche had lost. lost against the traveler even when he had the electro gnosis. lost against the Dendro Archon. he was defeated, which left time after all that for him to finally work on himself. "do i really need to?" he asked, sitting crisis cross before you. "just do it" you replied, wiggling your fingers a little. "fine." his hands were now joined with yours, and his gaze fell to his lap, almost sadly. you were a blue-colored kistune, starkly contrasting with your teasing older sister, Yae Miko. you were paired up with Kuni since the very beginning. you had a thirst to see the world and Yae Miko thought why not have you travel with that old doll of Ei's that obviously wanted the same. at the start it was nice. an innocent doll and a young kitsune who knew almost nothing and would grow together as companions. however, things change. Kuni was betrayed, witnessed the death of a young boy, became a Fatui Harbinger with the condition you came with him, wouldn't listen to anyone but you, and grew colder and colder as time went on. and even then with you by his side, it continued to go downhill. he was manipulated by Dottore and shut you out. he had it in his head that he should be a god, be what he was made for and maybe he'll be allowed to live and fulfill his role. you had a massive fight with him when he started to make his mech because you were the only one seeing this was breaking his mindset. of course, he couldn't see what it was doing to him. he pushed you away and told you to leave, and you left without putting up much of a fight. in his mind, you were eventually going to leave him- who wouldn't at this point? he was worth leaving. why should he fight for you to stay at his side and apologize for pushing you away. why should he fight for something he already knew was going to happen? ...you didn't betray him at all. you only went to find the traveler for help to stop Dottore and save Scaramouche. you returned back to his side a few weeks later, catching him the second he fell out of his mech.

he felt lucky and terrible. lucky to have you, and terrible for pushing you away. you squeezed his hand gently, bringing him back to you and reality. "we're going to say something we like about ourselves," you told him. his indigo eyes looked up at you, most likely feeling uncertain about that. "dont worry. i'll go first" you softly reassured him. he nodded. "okay...i like...my eyes," you stated. he looked into your eyes due to instinct at your words. your eyes were nice, he agreed in his head. "okay now it's your turn." "uhm..." what did he like? at that moment, Scaramouche remembered long ago when you two were looking into a clear, blue river. he was smiling at the tiny fish you pointed out. "my smile, i suppose..." he told you. his eyes looked off to the side, and a light blush sat on his cheeks, feeling a bit embarrassed. "very good, now it's my turn again" you smiled he felt his heart warm a little at your smile. even after everything you still smiled at him, sat here with him, nor did you poke fun at him. it made him feel a certain type of way he couldn't quite put his finger on. in your head you were remembering the very beginning. when you and Kunikuzushi would look for lavender melons. all full of smiles and laughs. it made you smile fondly at the distant memory. you wore a blue kimono that had swirls and white flowers on it in that memory. "I like...my sense of style," you said, looking down at your clothes currently you were wearing a blue jumper with a pair of sandals. more relaxed and open than the kimonos you used to wear all those years ago. Scaramouche's eyes seemed to swipe over you, and he didn't disagree. however... "does that count?" he asked you hummed, "i think so," he slowly nodded, "alright i..." something occurred to him as to what else he likes. you said your eyes and sense of style, but...he's feeling something inside himself that he likes. you patiently waited, mindlessly rubbing a thumb over his knuckle. there it was again. that warm and comforting sensation rose up in him. it was...safe. how long has it been since you two sat like this? clearly too long since he finds himself not wanting to let go of you. "i like the...warm feeling i get...when i hold hands...with you. i guess..." he said awkwardly, looking down at his oh, kuni you thought. he was letting himself be so vulnerable in front of you. it was incredibly endearing. a light blush sat on his face, he wanted to crawl in a hole after he said that, because you hadn't verbally responded yet. god he probably said something stupid. "w-why aren't you saying anything?" he asked. you had such a lovely smile on your face. ...he missed this. he missed this and YOU. so much more than he thought. but cmon! say something or he'll die from embarrassment! "Kuni...that's literally the nicest thing you have ever said," you whispered, looking at your joined hands. "huh? what do you mean?!" he asked, blush darkening. you shook your head. "forget it. but does it make you feel safe?"

his gaze fell to your joined hands, too. "...yes," he muttered. Kunikuzushi's grip on your hand tightened a little. "then ask for it whenever you need it. it'll always be available for you" you told him his eyes widened at your heartwarming statement. his yn. will always be here for him. no no no no no no! stop it!! don't...!!! Scaramouche was gone in an instant. Kunikuzushi was here. sitting in front of you hands in yours. and crying. the sound of his cries had you shocked, his hand left yours, desperately trying to wipe the never-ending tears away. his cries never quieted. Kunikuzuishi was letting it all out. the abandonment of his mother, the death of the little boy, and the betrayal of his second friend. the hardships, loneliness confusion, and sadness. it him like a wave when you promised you'd be here for him. he loved you so much. the only person he really trusted more than anyone in the world. the only person who stayed and never left him. his one and only yn. Kunikuzushi continued to cry, even when you pulled him close. you pulled him close so that he could cry it all out in the one place he feels safe; you. you played with his hair gently, chin on top of his head, and whispered about how beautiful and strong he is. whispering about how you'll be here to the end. even if he pushes you away, you will always come back. Kunikuzushi was now lightly sniffling against your chest, and tightly gripping your thighs to keep him close. you were keeping him close, and allowing his breathing to slow. "i'm here" you quietly reassured him when his grip tightened a little. when was the last time he cried? he can't even remember. he had locked up his feelings- all of the ones that could hurt him. now, you were the key and let them all free. "being emotional is exhausting" he muttered. "i know. but its surprisingly healthy" you said, petting his hair his eyes were puffy, his nose red, and his eyes looked tired. he wasn't sugar coating anything when he said being emotional was exhausting. his breathing finally went back to normal, and he tapped your thigh twice with one finger. you reacted accordingly, letting him emerge from under your chin. his eyes looked into yours, and you continued to hold each other close. 'thank you' he thought. "you better keep your promise, because we have places we're going to," he said instead. you raised a brow at his words. "oh? and where are these 'places'?" he seemed to think for a moment. "we're just going to wander Teyvat" he decided you smiled, "no destination?" "is there a problem with that?" he asked "no, no!" you laughed. "i like that there's no destination. it's nice, and there will be no rushed pace while traveling." he nodded at your words. he agrees. when he was a harbinger everything was rushed. no time to slow down at all. so traveling freely was going to be much more comfortable. "good. i was thinking something similar." he leaned in close to your face, noses touching. he really did miss you. he now could understand when people say 'you don't know how good you have it until it's gone' he wasted no time in connecting your lips, relishing in the fact he didn't need to be a god or have a gnosis to be perfect. he also didn't need a giant mech, amazing powers, or a high status in the fatui to be content and happy. all he needs and wants is just you two. just you two sitting in front of a river and pointing out the fish with smiles on your faces.

#scaramouche x reader #kunikuzushi x reader #wanderer x reader #genshin impact x reader #fem reader #giving scara some comfort

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lowcalheavyweight · 11 months

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Tw: vent, personal meanspo? (Seriously these thoughts don't apply to anyone else, I don't think any other people have measurable worth, i love you)

They won't care

They will never care and they have never cared, even when they thought you were sick.

You tried kindness and sincerity

They didn't like you

You tried being smart and helpful

They didn't want to talk to you

You tried making yourself interesting with hobbies and style

They didn't want to be your friends

You tried dressing pretty&sexy

They didn't care about you

Now you are trying being petite and fragile

They won't attempt to reach out to you

"You are too intimidating," "You're self-sufficient," "Independent,"

Wha-I'M LONELY.

TO THE POINT I'M STRUGGLING TO FUNCTION

I will beg for scraps of your friendship that you deny me for these excuses

My attemps to bond and reach out have left me with anxiety so crippling I can't talk to people without being convinced they hate me

I'm obsessing about my worth as a human being, desperately holding onto my "worthy" parts and crisis panicing when I accidentally got a burnscar cause that means my stock value just went down, right?

I use my body as a barganing chip and I'm too scared to do what i want with it cause my "possible worth" will be higher if I'm still able to become anything they want me to be, for the person who finally picks me up

My brain tells me I will be worthier if I lose more weight

My brain tells me they will just contine to look past you

I'm already on 24/7 sale, they will never pick you up

Never choose you

I've been reflecting on the past recently (can you tell?!??haha) and remembered middle school.

I was already eating quite disordered(without realising - in a soft binge cycle and missing hunger and fullness ques) and we had a schoolwork to "mark on this website your eating habits-food etc for a period of time and submit to the teacher"

If I remember correctly i think it didn't let me log a empty breakfast so I asked, in front of the while class "what if you eat irregularly?" and was then openly pressed until I revealed I mostly only ate once a day and sometimes missed days (once again, I didn't even really try to hide it, I ate a lot when I did and didn't think about food much, I just wanted to do my schoolwork properly)

My teacher then told me to eat something for meals to log them and I just got frustrated cause before, they had extra told us not to change our habits for this assigment

I forgot about it soon and only long after realised my whole class thought I had a full blown ed at that time

And all they did was - ONE person told me once, randomly to eat breakfast every morning, at least a sandwich (at least?? dude that's a whole MEAL) and report to them every day what I ate.

Honestly, at that point I was just confused but happy someone seemed interested in having a daily conversation.

They never once talked to me again.

And honestly, I was actually super sick at that time, not with an ed but severe depression and disassociation due to family trauma. Staying up 72h straight REGULARLY, fevers and sick all the time, severe memory loss

I was visibly sick,

with what they thought was an ed

And noone cared

They will never care, you will never reach anyone or anything else exept your ugw

Your worth will still drop cause your health, skin, mental capacity and wellbeing will drop it lower than your weightloss could ever regain

You will die alone, anxious and fuking pathetic cause it is all your fault anyways and noone feels bad for you "being so lonely boohoo"

You are the real evil anyways, otherwise you'd be worthy of love at this point.

Die like you deserve

Xoxo ♡

#tw 3d vent #ed vent #tw ed rant #tw disordered eating #tw eating issues #tw restrictive ed #tw ana shit #i want to be tiny #i wanna be weightless #i want to be weightless #disordered eating in tags #disordered eating thoughts #ed disorder #mean$p0

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gogojetters · 5 months

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▪︎ REDESIGNING GRANDMASTER GLITCH

Part Three of my Go Jetters Re-Imagined / Redesigned series, and for now, the last adult character- its time for the one and only, Grandmaster Glitch !! It was a very fun opportunity to finally get to try my hand at redesigning the series' main villain, so I really wanted to go all-out on making a visually unique answer dynamic design, that really screams "Grandmaster Glitch", inside and out.

For my design, I decided to take cues from 70s and 80s cartoon villains, from series such as Masters of the Universe, Transformers, and TMNT. The idea was for the outfit to appear more menacing than Glitch himself, with sharp and square shapes, which convey his villainy, contrasting with his much more goofy, and misunderstood personality traits. His design is also meant to look a little bit like it could have been based off an old Go Jetters' uniform- as Glitch was an expelled ex-student. I'd like to think that he modelled the base suit from his old Jetter suit from the 80s, changing every little detail to eventually end up with what he got. It's definitely a home-made job, regardless. I also took some steam punk influence into consideration for this design, with the mechanical and metal details reflecting that part of his style, and calling back to the similar nature of his inventions.

Glitch's 70s - 80s villain inspired look is meant to contrast and rival Ubercorn and Jett's designs, which take influences from a different part of the same era, which better helps to identify them all as the "adults" of the cast, if their general personalities and demeanour did not do so already. I also tried to physically age Glitch a little from my last designs, making him truly look like a man having his evil mid-life crisis / power trip. I like to think that he wears his helmet at all times, because he's started balding underneath and he's rather self-conscious about it, and how it "ruins his image". I also kept his jet-pack's wings- which are retractable !! And that's my design deep dive !! ♡♡

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Thank-You for reading all of the way through- I hope that you like my redesign !! Once again, I am SO-SO incredibly proud of how this design turned out, and I really think it's an improvement over my last Glitch designs. Nice to see him finally looking his age. Next up, will most likely be Tala, starting us off for the kid and teen characters from the show ♡♡ . Just like the last two, I have made a "Funky Fact File" version of the work, so that you can get to know Glitch, with this bio including both my headcanons, and a little bit of canon information, and a fun alternate layout. Thank-You again !! ♡♡♡

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Original Grandmaster Glitch Design (For Reference)

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julymarte · 24 days

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I just wanted to say that your art is really beautiful and I love it. I found out about you because of your twisted wonderland fan art. Your work has literally made me fall in love with Jade again (and with other characters too) because you convey them so well with your art. Your drawing style is amazing and I am very inspired by it. Because of your art, I tried to draw myself, despite the creative crisis. At the moment, you don't draw twst (but you did really great and I'm very sorry to lose your twst works. changing interests is fine, but if you stopped because of some uncertainty, then it's a pity. you did great!), but I still keep following you because I just love your art. Your original characters and their designs are wonderful! English is not my native language, I apologize for mistakes. Thank you very much for your art. I wish you strength and patience to overcome all adversities! Thank you very much again! ♡♡♡♡♡

Omg anon you are so sweet fbdbdbdh don't worry English is not my native language as well!

I'm very glad to hear that you liked my twst art! In part it's true that I stopped for my own insecurities, like I'd really wanted to do some fellow art or Idia or like now savanaclaw rook but something in me tells me nooo youd ruin tem! With jade I was glad that my hyperfixation overrun that thought xD but I've had a veeeeeery low inspiration and drive moment and I think that's mostly why I stopped(for now, who knows)...and cause there were some things brewing in the fandom that I wanted to avoid

But I really appreciate you staying!! And that I managed to inspire you to draw this really makes me happy🥺💕

#ask #anon #tagging also #twst #cause i assume most of my active follow comes from there now #to give you an explaination of why im not posting twst art lately #i still love twst very much #its just that atm my brain is not in the best space to create art for it

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sakuwsker · 1 year

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Spring 2023 Anime List

Last season (winter 2022) had so much great anime, and watched 28 anime of the list, so I'm pretty pleased with that count. This season is quite doable as there's only 25 anime this time, rather lot of relationship and isekai anime. But will see, what will happen, and there's few anime which I'll hype so much. :D

20/3

夜廻り猫/Yomawari Neko

Sounds interesting, it's about cat who comfort people. There's 15 episodes, and it will be divided into three 5 episode parts.

1/4

地獄楽/Jigokuraku/ Hell's Paradise

MAPPA's new anime, can't wait as it looks so good, and the cast is so nice, Kobayashi Chiaki, Kimura Ryohei, Ono Kensho, Furukawa Makoto... and story with ninjas is always good start.

天国大魔境/Tengoku Daimakyou/Heavenly Delusion

Rather peculiar story, and PV looked interesting, so curious to see how this will go.

2/4

山田くんとLv999の恋をする/Yamada-kun to Lv999 no Koi wo Suru/Loving Yamada at Lv999

Uchiyama Kouki♡♡♡. PV was funny and great, so quite excited to see this and how their relationship developes. Also Yamada is such cutie and with Uchiyama's voice, aaaahhh.

僕の心のヤバイやつ/Boku no Kokoro no Yabai Yatsu/The Dangers in My Heart

Interesting story, although not sure how it will turn out, but curious nevertheless, and it's always nice hear Shun Horie and Okamoto Nobuhiko.

マイホームヒーロー/My Home Hero

Suwabe Junichi is main character's voice actor♡♡♡, and story seemed interesting and PV was intense, animation style was nice..

3/4

転生貴族の異世界冒険録～自重を知らない神々の使徒～/Tensei Kizoku no Isekai Boukenroku: Jichou wo Shiranai Kamigami no Shito/The Aristocrat's Otherworldly Adventure: Serving Gods Who Go Too Far

Isekai and reincarnation story. Main character is cutie, and synopsis was interesting, so excited to see this, and how different it is what I have already watched.

4/4

スキップとローファー/Skip to Loafer/Skip and Loafer

PV was so cute, and loved the animation style. Cast is quite unknown for me but excited to see and hear them.

5/4

東京ミュウミュウにゅ～♡/Tokyo Mew Mew New ♡ 2nd Season

Liked a lot the first season, and can't wait to see the girls, Aoyama and Shirogane again (Uchida and Nakamura), and their adventures together.

6/4

神無き世界のカミサマ活動/Kaminaki Sekai no Kamisama Katsudou/What God Does in a World Without Gods

PV was funny and interesting, curious to see this. Cast is nice, Enoki Junya, Suwabe Junichi and Ogata Megumi.

7/4

勇者が死んだ!/Yuusha ga Shinda!/The Legendary Hero Is Dead!

Great cast, Nakamura Yuuichi, Toki Shunichi, Asanuma Shintarou, Hatano Wataru♡♡♡..... PV was funny, and story is interesting. So curious to see this kind of story animated and style was nice.

異世界でチート能力を手にした俺は、現実世界をも無双する～レベルアップは人生を変えた～/Isekai de Cheat Skill wo Te ni Shita Ore wa, Genjitsu Sekai wo mo Musou Suru: Level Up wa Jinsei wo Kaeta/I Got a Cheat Skill in Another World and Became Unrivaled in The Real World, Too

Rather different take on isekai and school anime, so excited to see this, PV looked great and characters seems to be interesting.

マッシュル-MASHLE-/Mashle/ Mashle: Magic and Muscles

Looks so funny and the cast is great with Kobayashi Chiaki, Ishikawa Kaito, Umehara Yuuichiro, Kaji Yuuki and Eguchi Takuya... Excited to see this and animation style is nice.

カワイスギクライシス/Kawaisugi Crisis/Too Cute Crisis

Alien wandering Earth and ends up in cat café. Looks so cute and story is exciting. Liked the animation style. Cast is nice, and Nakamura Yuuichi♡♡♡.

オーパスカラーズ/Opus.COLORs

AAAAAAHHH!!!!!!!!!!!♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ Finally something who made Starmyu!!!!! Also Arai Ken is back who made the music on Starmyu and Urashimasakatasen is performing OP. This is so good and so happy to see their exceptional work once again. The cast is unbelievable, and most of my favorites is in it. Story is unique, compaining art and music, and the execution is different. AAAHHHH, CAN'T WAIT!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!Anime of the season!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

8/4

魔法少女マジカルデストロイヤーズ/Mahou Shoujo Magical Destroyers

Not sure about this, but curious to check this out. Also anime where Furukawa Makoto is always nice to see.

女神のカフェテラス/Megami no Café Terrace/The Café Terrace and Its Goddesses

Story is interesting, and it's always great to hear Mizunaka Masaaki, he has so comforting and great voice what will make my heart skip a beat.

異世界ワンターンキル姉さん～姉同伴の異世界生活はじめました～/Isekai One Turn Kill Neesan: Ane Douhan no Isekai Seikatsu Hajimemashita/My One-Hit Kill Sister

Another isekai anime. Story seemed interesting so curious to see this isekai anime, also Uchida Yuuma voicing one of the characters.

9/4

異世界召喚は二度目です/Isekai Shoukan wa Nidome desu/Summoned to Another World for a Second Time

Also another isekai anime, rather different approach, so curious to watch this. The cast has Toki Shunichi, Takeuchi Shunsuke and Shimono Hiro.

青のオーケストラ/Ao no Orchestra/The Blue Orchestra

PV looked pretty and it's always nice to see music anime and it's now about orchestra and violin players which is quite rarely portrayed, so happy and excited to see this. Also Chiba Shouya is main character's voice actor, there's also Enko Junya, Furukawa Makoto and Asanuma Shintarou.

おとなりに銀河/Otonari ni Ginga/ A Galaxy Next Door

PV was cute, and story is unique and interesting. Also animation style was great. Yashiro Taku and Sugita Tomokazu is in the cast.

10/4

彼女が公爵邸に行った理由/Kanojo ga Koushaku-tei ni Itta Riyuu/The Reason Why Raeliana Ended up at the Duke's Mansion

Umehara Yuuichiro is main character's voice actor♡♡♡. Also there are Suwabe Junichi, Sugita Tomokazu and Toki Shunichi. PV looked great.

11/4

君は放課後インソムニア/Kimi wa Houkago Insomnia/Insomniacs After School

Interesting story about insomniacs. Satou Gen is main character's voice actor. Curious to see this as PV looked great and pretty.

12/4

THE MARGINAL SERVICE

When I first saw first poster of this, my jaw dropped to ground, naked men in the line. Very funny and unique PV, so very excited to see this and how it will turn out. Also the cast is so good, aaaahhh. Miyano Mamoru, Nakamura Yuuichi, Sugita Tomokazu, Uchiyama Kouki (he's squirrel), Shimono Hiro, Morikawa Toshiyuki and Uchida Yuuma♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡ AAAHHH, Miyano Mamoru is performing OP and Uchida Yuuma is performing ED so happy to hear them sing OP/ED.

?/4

デッドマウント・デスプレイ/Dead Mount Death Play

Isekai and reincarnation anime, PV looked interesting and rather unique style of animation. Cast is good, Uchida Yuuma, Sakakihara Yuuki, Okamoto Nobuhiko and Eguchi Takuya. They already announced second cour/part on October. Excited to see this.

20/4

贄姫と獣の王/Niehime to Kemono no Ou/ Sacrificial Princess and the King of Beasts

PV was cute and pretty. So excited to see this, story is interesting and princess is cute and king of beasts has Hino Satoshi's voice, aaaahhhh ♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡♡(Fel in Tondemo Skill).

MOVIES

26/5

劇場版 Collar×Malice -deep cover-/Collar x Malice Movie: Deep Cover

Two part movie, PV looked interesting and story seemed exciting enough. Also cast is great; Namikawa Daisuke, Kaji Yuuki, Kimura Ryohei, Saitou Souma and Konishi Katsuyuki.

#spring anime 2023 #new anime list #anime recommendations #lots of interesting anime #lot of isekai anime #favorite voice actors #so excited to see them #i'll hype few of them surely #lots of screenshots

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munsons-maiden · 2 years

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𝐅𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬

Hi lovelies! I’m slowly fighting my way out of my writer’s block. Thank you so much for your patience and I hope you enjoy this! - Love, Kiki 🖤

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 | Loki x female reader

𝐑𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭 | Part of my Sinday Celebration, prompts: “Hmm, is that a threat or a promise?” by @finnismyoriginalsin and “Oh, I love that sound you make” by anon. I hope you like it! ♡

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲 | You need to get ready for Tony and Pepper’s engagement party, and Loki finds a rather creative way to help you with the task at hand.

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 | sweet, hot smut

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 | 4 k

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 | SMUT (ONLY READ IF YOU’RE 18+ YEARS OLD!), fingering, a bit of dirty talk

𝐀/𝐍 | Please don’t copy, translate or steal my works. If you take inspiration from my stories for your own, please ask beforehand and give me credit!

𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐤𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭, 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭 ♡

𝐀𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞𝐬, 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐝🖤

A frustrated growl escaped your throat as the strand of hair slipped from your grip again, and the carefully woven French braid came loose once more.

A knock sounded on the door to the bathroom, followed by Loki’s bemused voice, “Since I’m not interested in having my throat slit tonight, I’m not asking you to hurry, though you might want to take into consideration that the party might be over already until you’re done with your little glow-up.”

“I need to braid my hair but it doesn’t work. At least it doesn’t look like the braid in the video. It doesn’t look like a braid at all,” you muttered an explanation with a glance at the girl staring back at you from your phone’s display, her cheerful smile frozen as you pressed pause for what probably was the hundredth time. Either the tutorial was a bad one, or you severely lacked talent, hair-styling-wise. It was most definitely the latter one.

You opened the bathroom door, giving Loki a half-hearted glare before you took a few moments to let your gaze wander over him, clad in a sleek dark suit that made him look even more otherworldly beautiful than he already did; just as Loki’s gaze roamed over your own form.

You’d already donned the pretty black cocktail dress you’d bought the week before, your lips painted a deep shade of crimson and your make-up perfected. Only your hair was still a mess.

“You look stunning,” Loki commented with a genuine smile, reaching out to intertwine his hand with yours and pull you towards him, out of the bathroom and into the adjoining bedroom.

“You only say that because you’re supposed to.”

“Who says that?”

“The unspoken rules and regulations of being somebody’s boyfriend,” you quipped, before you grabbed a few of the hairpins littering the surface of your bedside table and marched towards the bigger mirror attached to the closet beside your bed, parting your hair into braid-suitable strands once more with your free hand and ignoring Loki who’d come to stand behind you in front of the mirror.

“I don’t know why you’re so upset”, Loki said with a grin, “We’ll be the prettiest people at the party. We look fabulous.” In the reflection, he gave you a charming wink.

“You look fabulous. You will be the prettiest one,” you corrected, despair mixing in the teasing tone of your voice while you threw a withering glance at the smiling girl on your phone’s display. “Because your hair is always perfect, and a part of me hates you for it.”

Loki gave you a smirk. “Which part, exactly?”

“The one that doesn’t want to tear your clothes off and get railed by you at all hours of the day, obviously,” you teased before you uttered a dramatic sigh.

“Is that an offer?”, Loki drawled, and his smile turned mischievous. “Because I think I heard an offer in your words, my love.”

“Really? I’m having a crisis and all you think of is sex?”, you quipped.

“I’m able to multi-task,” Loki shrugged. “And the unspoken rules and regulations of being somebody’s boyfriend suggest that you can’t put on a dress like that and expect me, your boyfriend, not to be most intrigued about the thought of ripping it off again.”

“Don’t you dare rip it off. If you want one, buy your own sexy dress,” you countered with a wink.

“You’re awfully flirtatious for a girl in the middle of a hairstyling crisis. Why don’t you just leave it like this, without the braid?”, Loki drawled, settling his hands on your waist as he stepped closer, “It looks beautiful either way.”

“Pepper said all the bridesmaids needed to wear a French braid tonight, for the photos.”

Loki’s eyebrows shot up. “Is that a Midgardian engagement party tradition or something she made up? It sounds more obsessive than traditional.”

“It doesn’t matter because I can’t even do a simple braid, obviously. I thought the lighting here would be better than in the bathroom.”

Loki raised his eyebrows, watching your fifth miserably failing attempt of the evening at weaving your hair into the elaborate French braid shown in the tutorial. “I don’t think the lighting is your problem,” he commented, and you narrowed your eyes at him, before you turned around.

“Think you could do it better?”, you challenged.

“No.” Loki grinned and strolled towards the bed, plopping down on the mattress cross-legged before he patted the space in front of him and declared, “I know I can do it better.”

“You’re awfully cocky tonight,” you stated, but left your place in front of the mirror to settle between his legs, suspicious and frowning.

“Is it still night, though?,” Loki teased, conjuring a brush in a flash of green light, “Because you’ve been trying to get ready for so long that I wouldn’t be surprised if I looked out the window and saw the sun rise already.”

“You’re not helping.”

“I will be. You might want to express your gratitude for me later. Preferably on your knees,” Loki added with a husky tone, and you didn’t even need to see his face to know he was wearing a mischievous little smirk.

“Gratitude for what, exactly?”, you teased, “All you’ve been doing until now is lounging on the bed and complimenting the skills you’ve yet to prove to possess.”

“You’re terribly impatient, woman. No sense for dramatic tension.”

“Because we’re late already.”

“I wouldn’t dare to ask whose fault that is.”

“Loki.” You drew out his name in an exasperated growl. “If you can save this mess of a hairstyle, please do it now because I want to do this whole bridesmaid-thing right.”

Again, you could hear the smirk in Loki’s sultry voice when he replied, “And I would rather like to do you right.”

Before you could protest again, though, you felt Loki pulling out the hairpins from the failed attempt at a braid, careful not to painfully tug your hair in the process, and you sighed as the strands came loose one by one, falling freely around your shoulders. When Loki grabbed the hairbrush he’d summoned and began to carefully brush your hair, untangle the last remains of the failed braiding-attempt, you couldn’t help the feeling of calmness which washed over you.

There was nothing more soothing than Loki’s hands in your hair, his fingers caressing you in soothing, playful motions brimming with a gentleness the trickster reserved only for you. A kind of intimacy so tender and pure that it made your heart swell with all the love you felt for him, this beautiful, raven-haired god who’d somehow fallen just as hard for you.

“Show me the braid, will you?”, Loki inquired softly when he was done untangling your hair, extending his hand, and you placed the phone in his outstretched palm and stated, “The tutorial is long and we need to be fast –“

“I don’t need the whole video,” Loki interrupted cockily, “I only need to see how it’s supposed to look like in the end.”

“Is that the moment where you reveal that you’ve led a secret second life as a hair stylist in Asgard, besides being a prince?”, you chuckled, and Loki laughed.

“Wouldn’t you wish to find out,” he only teased, and a comfortable silence descended over the two of you again, broken only by the soft ticking sound of the little clock on your bedside table and the calm sounds of your breaths as Loki set to work on the braid, and there was nothing you wanted more than to freeze the time in this moment with Loki, the peaceful silence wrapped around the two of you like the cosiest of blankets, a moment which belonged only to the two of you, without the world intruding. You could have stayed like this forever. Though there were places to be, a party to visit.

Loki seemed to have memorized how the braid should look like by now; another happy little sigh bubbled up your throat when he started to comb his slender fingers through your hair, starting to part it into strands.

“I love when you play with my hair,” you announced softly.

“Play?”, Loki inquired, and the mischief, the tease that made your heart do little backflips and your belly tighten with love and lust, had returned into the velvet of his voice, before the innocence of his touch morphed and the feather-light movements of his hands in your hair turned firmer, into a sensual caress as his fingers threaded through the strands, the gentle tug just enough to send sparks of pleasure skittering through your body, drawing a soft moan from your lips.

“Like this?”, Loki purred, shuffling closer on the mattress until your spine brushed against his chest, and he gently grasped a fistful of your hair to tilt your head to the side, until his breath caressed the bare skin at the side of your neck, and a delighted shiver raced down your spine and to your core; like a spark running along a fuse to start the first bursts of a firework.

“Or rather like…”, Loki continued to drawl with a seductive whisper while his lips found that spot on the side of your neck, just below your ear, attacking the sensitive skin, playfully nipping at it, the scrape of his teeth on your skin just light enough to drive you crazy, to make the first sparks of this firework in your lower belly burst into showers of colour, “…this?”

“This is not bad either,” you breathed, and angled your head further to the side to let Loki work his magic on your neck.

He chuckled against your skin, and you could feel every single cell in your body come alive with the feeling of it, the sound as dark and sultry, running over you like honey, “Only not bad? I’ll have to work harder to impress you then, my love.”

“You might.” It was all you could utter on a breath when every witty part of your brain was expertly short-circuited by Loki’s touches.

“And this?”, the trickster inquired with that playful dark timbre in his voice that seemed to vibrate through your very soul, with his lips still hot on your throat while he let his hands wander to the zipper of your dress at the nape of your neck, sending shiver after shiver of new sparks along the live-wire your nerves had turned into. You bit your lip in anticipation as he slowly pulled down the zipper and you could feel the fabric of the dress loosen around your form, the material’s hug replaced by the brush of cool air and the thrilling sensation of Loki’s wandering hands, the warmth of his chest so close to your spine, radiating like a beckoning dark pulse that made you lean backwards, closer to him, seeking his proximity like a moth drawn by the flickering light of a flame in the midst of a summer’s night.

Loki let his hands skim back upwards to grab your – still un-braided – hair and push it out of the way, over your shoulder, so he could plant an open-mouthed, lingering kiss to the nape of your neck. This time, you tried to bite back the soft moan building at the back of your throat at the contact of his soft lips.

“The braid,” you reminded him with another strained whisper, and Loki snickered in response.

“I already promised I could do both,” he purred, but you both knew you were already way past the point of caring for the braid.

To your dismay, Loki briefly paused the assault to the nape of your neck and his fingers returned to your hair, from the feeling of it busy with parting the strands for the braid again, continuing where he’d left. Though after having felt his slow, heavy kisses gracing your skin, the calming sensations of Loki’s gentle fingers raking through your hair had lost their previous innocence.

Your body was alive with need, every single nerve roused by Loki’s lips, and every single tug on your hair, every combing motion, every fleeting brush of Loki’s hands against your bare back where the dress’ zipper was already undone and the fabric sliding further apart until the fabric pooled around your waist and your upper body was left bare, seemed to feed the ache for him which had begun to build in your core like a bonfire. The trickster’s focus, though, had returned to the task of braiding your hair – to your dismay.

You shifted a little on the mattress. And even this movement, the slight rubbing of the mattress against your heat, was enough to send a soft ripple of pleasure through you; a dying candle flame in comparison to the wildfire Loki could make you feel with a simple touch of his fingertips.

“I can almost hear these filthy thoughts of yours,” Loki crooned with delight, his voice so beautifully tainted by the rasp of his own arousal.

“And who put them there in the first place?” Frustration had nestled itself in your tone.

“It would only be right then,” Loki purred innocently, “if I got rid of these thoughts for you.” His grasp in your hair tightened to gently pull you a little closer against him, guiding your head slightly backwards as he used his free hand to trace the column of your throat with the tip of his index finger; slowly, sensually, seeking out the thrumming of your pulse beneath the sensitive skin.

“It would, indeed.” A slow smile was tugging at your lips as you relished the sensation. “How would you do it, though?” Even without seeing his face, you could feel the wolfish grin which made Loki’s teeth flash behind you, the crackling tension in the slim space between the two of you, the whisper of his warm breath over your half-braided hair. A smile which would never fail to bring you to your knees in the best of ways.

The trickster’s hands left their work in your hair – step one of the elaborate hair-do seemed completed as far as you could tell from the feeling of the braid brushing against your bare back – and Loki drawled his response. “By indulging them, of course.”

The promise which was woven in his voice, his words, made heat flicker in your core once more, and you let your head fall back in bliss when one of Loki’s hands brushed the braid to the side to press his lips to the nape of your neck once more, continuing the trail of kisses down the curve of your spine, goosebumps blooming on your bare skin in the wake of his lips while you could feel arousal pool between your thighs.

“Patience,” Loki mumbled against your back, and the god’s free hand snaked around your waist to dive beneath the fabric of your dress which was pooling around your hips, and a soft cry tore from your lips when he let a single finger slide over the damp spot on your panties, caressing your clothed heat.

“As you see, I don’t need patience,” you whispered, “Also, we need to hurry.”

“Nothing could be important enough to keep me from pleasuring you properly, my love.” Oh god, the feeling of his lips nipping and grazing your bare skin, his hot breath ghosting over you…your resolve was crumbling faster than an ancient mural by now.

“Not even a wedding?”, you questioned, already breathless with everything Loki made you feel, every sweet ounce of pleasure he sent searing through your body.

“Not even a wedding. Despite, it’s an engagement party, not a wedding.”

“It feels like the real thing.”

“How about that, then?”, Loki breathed, and his voice took on a contemplating tone as he went on, “Not even our own wedding.”

The breath caught in your throat as you let the words sink in, their meaning unfurling in your mind like the petals of a beautiful flower, and you glanced over your shoulder to look at him, to be met with nothing but sincerity in his cerulean eyes, which were already darkened with desire for you, the blue of his irises forming slim rings around his dilated pupils as he reciprocated your wide-eyed gaze with a tender smile.

“Was that a promise?”, you breathed.

Loki’s smile widened, chasing butterflies through your belly and making your heart sear with everything he made you feel.

“To marry you? What do you think I’m planning to do? One day, that’ll be you showing off your engagement ring, with me at your side.” A spark of wickedness mixed with the softness in his gaze as your heart swelled with happiness at his words, before Loki added mischievously, “And then we’ll personally look for the most complicated hairstyles on all of Midgard to force your bridesmaids to wear.”

You giggled. “Sounds like a plan.”

Your laughter morphed into another soft groan when Loki’s fingers started to draw little patterns onto the exposed skin of your lower back, and he rasped, “And now let me have my way with you, because these lovely little noises you keep making will otherwise drive me insane with want, and I won’t be able to wait until after the party.”

“Hmm,” you hummed playfully, “Is that a threat or a promise? We wouldn’t want you to be spent when the party is over and there’s actually time for everything naughty you had planned.”

Loki only snickered. “I’m a God. I’ll never be spent. Despite…I can never get enough of you. Not in a thousand lifetimes, my love.”

You didn’t object when Loki let his fingertips trace the curve of your spine, following it upwards, his nails softly scraping your feverish skin, and you groaned when his hand had reached the nape of your neck, for him to grasp your braid in order to angle your head and allow him access to the column of your throat once more, pulling you flush against his chest as his other hand wandered deeper, fingertips toying with the lace-lined waistband of your panties in a silent, teasing promise of what was to follow.

You bucked your hips against his palm, desperate for his fingertips to wander beneath the fabric, keep exploring your body for every droplet of pleasure he was able to bestow on you with the most fleeting, tender of touches, and the low rumble of Loki’s laughter vibrated through the bones of your spine.

“So eager, my love,” he cooed, “As if you were starved of my touches already.”

“I can never get enough of you, too,” you breathed, and Loki heeded your silent command, slipping his fingers into the waistband of your panties, his index finger lightly caressing your soaked folds with a moan of his own as he felt how ready you already were for him, how keenly you thrust your hips to meet his touches more effectively, feeling the hardness of his erection pressing against your lower back as you moved.

Loki’s other hand twisted in your half-braided hair, his grasp still so gentle despite his own growing need to feel you close, so much closer –

Your eyes, hooded with the growing pleasure of Loki’s feverish touches, flitted to the alarm clock on your nightstand.

“Loki,” you breathed softly. “As much as I’d love to let you keep doing what you’re doing, we have a party to attend.”

“I have a proposal,” Loki crooned, and the playfulness in his tone, carried on a whisper that sounded nothing but sinful despite its softness made it hard to stay focused, “I’ll show you that I’m perfectly capable to weave your hair into the most perfect braid to match your beautiful face – and pleasure you at the same time.”

“Truly?”, you breathed sceptically, but the hitch in your breath betrayed that you were already on board with his proposal, so Loki only chuckled, his index finger slowly dragging over your dripping folds to steal another soft whimper from your parted lips.

“Truly. They won’t even notice we’re a little late.”

“Then what are you waiting for?”, you teased.

Loki didn’t need to be told twice.

With a breathy moan tumbling from your lips, he began to draw slow circles over your aching clit, making your back arch and your muscles clench as pleasure flared through you, scorching and greedy as the kisses Loki kept planting on the crook of your neck, the curve of your shoulder as his other hand worked through your hair, the gentle tugging of the strands, the scrape of his fingers against your scalp, only fuelling the hungry flames in your core until they seemed to lick at every cell of your body, every fibre of your being, dissolving you into a panting, moaning mess beneath his touches.

“Heavens,” you groaned, your hips rolling in sync with the movements of Loki’s skilled fingertips swivelling over that sweet spot at the apex of your thighs, spreading the slickness of your arousal as he expertly built your climax, and a low whine tore from your throat at the heavenly sensation of his teeth gently sinking into the skin of your shoulder, the sweet sting mingling with the pleasure shooting through you to make your head sink back against his firm shoulder, cheek pressed against the soft black fabric of his suit jacket.

His scent wrapped you, fresh like the ocean; the fragrance of leather and herbs and him, the warmth of his skin beneath the suit only kindling your desire to feel his bare skin pressed flush against your own.

“Loki, please,” you groaned, “I need you now. I can’t wait a second longer.”

He chuckled softly, nipping at your earlobe, before he rasped, “We don’t have time now.” Another soft swivel of his index finger to drive you mad with desire, your hips bucking frantically against his fingertips to relish every drop of pleasure he was granting you as a frustrated growl escaped you.

“We can’t be late, remember?”, Loki went on with the softest drawl, and the timbre of his beautiful dark voice felt like fingernails raking across your skin in another teasing caress. “But I promise that’s only a taste of all the pleasures I’ll bestow on you once the party is over.”

“I think I might go insane with want if you keep waiting me that long.” It was only half a joke. You didn’t know how you could chat and smile for hours with Loki in the same room, his stunning blue eyes never leaving you, hungry and full of devotion and glittering with mischief at all the things he’d do with you once you’d be back, all the ways he’d make you scream his name with his fingers, his tongue, his –

“I don’t even need to read your thoughts to know how filthy they are,” Loki’s bemused whisper tore you from the colourful images in your mind as you kept rolling your hips in time with the circling of his fingers, your climax building fast, a spring coiled tight in your core already waiting to snap and bath you in the sweetest relief, “And I can’t wait for you to share them with me later.”

Later. You groaned, with pleasure and frustration alike as your hands dug into the bedsheets beneath you for purchase, Loki’s hot breath fanning over your bare back as he kept fucking you with his fingers.

“Oh, I love that sound you make, darling,” Loki purred, “Such a lovely noise just for me.”

With a last kiss to the nape of your neck, another teasing brush of his fingertips over your swollen clit, your thoughts blurred and eyes fluttered closed as you came undone on Loki’s hand, bliss washing over you with a force that stole the broken cry from the back of your throat. There was only Loki. His fingers caressing your soaked folds, his breath ghosting warm over the bare skin of your back, his voice praising you so gently, his scent immersing your senses.

“What about you?”, you whispered weakly, panting as if you’d run a marathon as you let yourself sink against Loki’s chiselled chest, the muscles defined beneath the black suit already kindling the thoughts of all the places you’d kiss him later…

“There couldn’t be a more pleasurable thing for me than having you come undone so beautifully for me,” Loki murmured into your ear, before he placed a feather-light kiss to your temple, letting you resurface from the bliss of your orgasm in the embrace of his arms.

“I love you,” you smiled.

“And I love you,” Loki drawled, and his hands snaked down to re-do the zipper of your dress with a swift motion. “Let’s go, love.”

You furrowed your brow in confusion, throwing him a dubious glance over your shoulder. “The braid?”

“Done.” His grin was triumphant.

Oh god. If he’d made a mess with your hair, there wouldn’t be enough time left for another try.

You jumped up from your place on the bed to examine Loki’s work in the mirror – and a startled gasp spilled from your lips as you took in your reflection.

“How in the world did you – ?”

“I told you I could do it.” Loki was as pleased with himself as a cat having brought home the fattest mouse. He came to stand behind you, grin wide in the mirror’s reflection.

“You – you’re not really leading a secret life as a hair stylist, are you?”, you laughed incredulously. “It’s perfect. Flawless.”

“You’re flawless,” Loki murmured, and his arms wrapped around your waist from behind to pull you against him. “The most beautiful creature in the Nine Realms, my love.”

“Apart from yourself, obviously,” you teased with a wink.

“Obviously,” Loki snickered, then added with a seductive smirk, “You can thank me later.”

You turned in his arms to face him, your lips capturing his to blur the world around the two of you once more, before you whispered into the kiss, “Oh, I will. I can’t wait to repay the favour.”

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