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vbecker10 · 1 year

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Moving Day

Pairing: Loki x female reader (established relationship)

Warnings: kind of smutty (haha as close as I've gotten at least so don't get mad at me), fluff, brothers being brothers, forced brotherly bonding, annoying friends, nothing bad really... should be a fun one I hope (except for the ending possibly lol... there had to be angst somewhere)

Summary: You and Loki have been together for over a year and you are excited to be moving from your small, SHIELD agent quarters in the Tower to his much larger apartment on the Avenger's floor. Loki is looking forward to spending the day alone with you but you've decided to use the downtime between missions as an opportunity to force him and Thor to spend some 'quality time' together. After a few unexpected helpers drop by, you are finally able to get started moving your things into your new place while the two Asgardians bond (hopefully).

A/N: I was reading through some of my longer fic, Shadows of the Past, and I thought this chapter would be a fun little oneshot. I reworked it so you don't need to know anything else about the story to read it (and there is an additional character who isn't in the other version). If you do like it though... it is chapter 42 and the link to the rest of the fic is here Shadows of the Past (work in progress)

Dividers by: @harlequin-hangout

(Y/N POV)

Loki walks into your bedroom and places a few empty boxes on the ground by the door but you don't notice him. You're facing the bed when he quietly comes up behind you, putting his arms around your waist as he gently rests his chest against your back. His touch breaks into your wandering thoughts and you place your hands over his.

"So... what are you thinking about, darling?" he asks, kissing the side of your neck softly and you relax into him.

You think for a moment before you answer, knowing Loki might worry if you tell him the truth but you've never been able to lie to him. You can't help but let a soft moan escape you when you realize he isn't waiting for an answer, he came into your room with a very different agenda in mind. His lips continue to travel up and down your neck slowly, making sure he doesn't miss a single inch of skin while one of his hands begins to slide up from your waist. You forget he had even asked you a question as you lean back against his chest and close your eyes.

His lips move to the base of your neck and you abruptly turn to face him just as his hand stats to massage your breast over your t-shirt. Wrapping your arms around his neck loosely, his hands settle on your lower back, keeping you close to him.

"You can't ask me a question and then do things like that," you giggle as you look up at him.

"Why not?" he asks with an innocent expression and when you roll your eyes he presses his lips to yours. You give into his kiss as his tongue moves against yours. You feel him smile when you run your fingers up and down his back. He bites your bottom lip lightly before releasing your lips and you look up at him.

"See... now I have no idea what you asked me," you tell him honestly with a smile.

"What were you thinking about?" he asks again.

"Oh," you say and he loosens his hold of you slightly. "Nothing, it's stupid," you tell him with a shrug but you can tell by the look he gives you that he isn't going to accept that answer.

"I just..." you try to find the right words. "I mean, this is the first place I've ever had that was just mine. I know I don't own it and it's just the standard SHIELD housing all the other agents get too but... it's still my first place." You look around the room briefly then back up at Loki, his smile missing from his lips.

"Are you rethinking moving in with me?" he asks quietly.

"No! No, of course not," you tell him, touching his check softly and he nods. Even after two years you could tell he worried you would betray him or leave him like he thought everyone else in his life has done. "You know I couldn't be more excited to live with you right?" you ask and he nods again but this time his smile returns. "Is just that this is a big change for me. I moved in here right after I graduated from college so I guess I'm going to miss it a bit... I have so many great memories here, with my friends and with you," you tell him, reaching up to kiss his cheek.

"Speaking on fond memories here," he starts, "Do you know what my favorite memory in this apartment is?" he asks you and shake your head, unsure of whether his answer will be about one of the numerous times the two of you made love in the various rooms or if it will be genuinely sweet. "When you were trying to teach me how to make pasta and you 'accidentally' admitted you had a crush on me."

You laugh and playfully hit him in the chest, "You tricked me into telling you that."

He pretends to be offended and says, "I didn't trick you. I simply asked a serious of very well thought out questions. How was I to know it would actually work?"

"Mmhmm," you hum in response, crossing your arms but still letting him hold you loosely. "You know... you could have at least told me you liked me too. Did you really need to wait almost a week to ask me out afterwards? I nearly died of embarrassment."

He smiles but doesn't answer, you sigh mildly annoyed at the fact that he will probably never explain to you what took him so long. Instead, he closes the small space that had slowly grown between the two of you and you uncross your arms as he leans down to kiss you. You kiss him back, running your fingers through his long curls. His fingers grip your hips tightly and he picks you up suddenly causing you to gasp in surprise but he keeps his lips sealed to yours, kissing you deeply. You wrap your legs around him, one arm still around his neck while you pull his hair with your other hand and he bites your lip in response. Loki moves to the foot of the bed and drops you carefully onto your back. He looks down at you with a smile you know means you're not leaving this bed any time soon. Your legs dangle off the edge and you begin to move towards the pillows.

“Where do you think you're going?” he chuckles. He grabs you by your ankles and easily pulls you back to him, you giggle with nervous excitement. Loki kneels on the edge of the bed then he positions himself on top of you. His lips quickly find yours again as you feel his body press you into the soft mattress. Your fingers coil through his hair as his kisses trail down your jaw, neck and collar bones. Your back arches to meet his lips as he kisses every inch of skin on your check that is exposed by the deep v neck of your t- shirt. One of his hands is next to your head, gripping the sheet and supporting him, while the other finds the hem of your t-shirt. He slowly slides his hand up your stomach, his fingers causing goosebumps to form as they move under your shirt.

You hear three sharp knocks at the front door to your apartment and your grip on the back of Loki's shirt tightens. "Loki?" you try to get his attention but he presses his hips down against yours and continues to kiss your neck as if he hasn't heard the person waiting at your door. You bite your lip to quiet a moan as Loki slides your shirt higher, his fingers moving steadily upwards.

"Ignore it, love," he whispers and you can't help but nod, his lips barely touching your ear. You forget about your visitor when Loki's lips meet yours again, one of your hands moves down his back to his ass and he chuckles against your mouth when you squeeze his cheek.

Two more loud knocks break your focus from Loki. His lips leave your skin as he sits up, his attention shifting to the one responsible for interrupting his time with you. "Who in the nine realms could that possibly be?" he asks, not expecting you to answer. You look away, avoiding any eye contact with the annoyed God above you. He looks down at you, surprised to see you aren't as upset about being disturbed as he is. "Y/N?" he asks, slowly tilting your face so you are looking directly up at him and you smile nervously.

"I... um... I invited your brother over," you mumble from underneath his large frame.

He looks at you in shock and at the sound of two more knocks, he groans loudly. He drops his head down on the bed next to yours and you stifle a laugh at how cute he looks when he is annoyed.

"Come on," you rub his back lightly and he lifts his head just enough to look at you. "It could be fun," you say hopefully.

He sighs in response, clearly not believing you and if you were being honest, you weren't sure if you believed that either. This had the potential to be a great experience for both of them or a complete and utter disaster.

Loki moves so he is sitting on the edge of the bed, squeezing the bridge of his nose with his eyes closed tight. You climb off the bed, fixing your hair and adjusting your t-shirt as you stand in front of Loki. He opens his eyes and you lean down to kiss him lightly, a smile begin to creep across his lips and you quickly take a step back. He reaches out, catching you easily around the waist and pulls you back to him.

"Tell him to leave," Loki urges with a smirk as he looks up, one hand remains around your waist while the other strokes your cheek.

He runs his fingers under your chin and brings your lips to his and you feel yourself giving into him once again. With his arm still holding your waist, he lifts you onto his lap and then he tries to pull you with him back onto the bed. You break the kiss and put your hands on his shoulders to separate yourself from him. You smile while shaking your head at his attempt to continue where he left off.

You wanted nothing more in this moment then to tell Thor to go away and let Loki take you on your bed one more time before you move but you had a plan and you needed to stick to it. He would just have to be patient and wait until the move was finished and his brother leaves to continue. A part of you was very excited about the idea that Loki would more be desperate for you all day. That hadn't originally been a part of your plan but it wasn't something you were going to complain about. You knew from past experiences, the more frustrated you made Loki during the day, the longer your night was going to be when he was finally able to have you. You smile to yourself as you think it was a good thing you had taken off from work tomorrow. It was still early but based on the way the day was progressing, you were going to need your rest after tonight.

He groans in defeat, letting go of you as he lays on the bed with his hands over his face. "Don't be so dramatic Mischief," you laugh, taking one of his hands and pulling him to a seated position. "It wouldn't kill you to be nice to your brother for a few hours."

"No, but I might very well kill him," he suggests and you sigh as you leave your bedroom, checking over your shoulder to make sure he is following you. You walk quickly through the living room as Thor knocks again. You had to give it to him, the God of Thunder was persistent.

“Hey Thor, sorry about that. We didn't hear you knocking. Come on in,” you say with a welcoming smile.

"Ah, I will have to remember to knock louder next time,” he replies.

"Wonderful," Loki says sarcastically as he leans on the wall next to the couch, his arms crossed tightly.

You ignore Loki's mood and so does his older brother. "Thanks for coming," you tell him.

"Of course. Always glad to help," he replies happily as he gives you a hug, lifting you a few inches off the ground.

“Careful not to crush her, brother” Loki says protectively from behind you and Thor sets you down. Before you can say anything to either of them, there is another series of loud knocks and you quickly make eye contact with Loki. He looks more annoyed than he did when Thor entered, if possible and you shrug to let him know you don't know who it is either.

"Uh, hi Steve," you say when you open the door again.

Steve gives you a quick hug and you take a step back so he can come into your apartment. “Thor told me you were moving today and we figured you could use the extra hands,” he says cheerfully, Thor pats him on the back before taking a seat on your couch.

"Um, yea this is great. Thanks," you force a smile as you start to close the door. You hear footsteps down the hall and poke your head out to see Sam and Bucky slowly coming towards your apartment. You open the door wide and take a step out to meet them, "What are you guys doing here?"

"There are more of them?" Loki asks in no one in particular as he throws his hands up.

Sam walks past you into your room with a small almost apologetic wave while Bucky explains, “Steve made us come."

Steve rolls his eyes at Bucky and you laugh a little at his honesty. "Is anyone else coming?" you ask Steve nervously as you close the door.

"There better not be," Loki says sternly.

"Nope, just us," Steve answers, either unaware of how much he is annoying Loki with his presence or not caring.

You look around your living room at Thor who has made himself at home on your couch with his feet on your coffee table, Loki leaning against the wall near his brother, grinding his teeth so harshly you can almost hear it and your three friends standing by your door. “Wow... so I have two Gods," you point at the brothers making Thor smile and Loki roll his eyes again, "Two super soldiers," you count Bucky and Steve who gives you a thumbs up, "And-"

"And Sam," Bucky finishes for you with a smile, obviously pleased with himself.

"Right... and Sam," you laugh as Sam hits Bucky in the left arm, regretting it instantly. "My point is, I'm just moving from one floor to another and I've got a ton of help," you tell them.

“Surely one God is more than enough,” Loki insists with a wide smile as he walks over to you, his arms stretched out dramatically.

You walk into his waiting arms and kiss his cheek, whispering to him, “It's going to be fun, I promise."

“What would be fun is finishing what we started before my idiot brother and the others showed up,” he replies, his hand quickly moves to cup your backside and he squeezes it causing you to gasp then playfully hit his hand away.

“We can do that tonight, in our place,” you tell him and he sighs knowing once you have set your mind to something, there is little he can do to change it.

The room is quiet for a moment then Steve asks “So... what do you need us to do?” awkwardly as he claps his hands together.

“Leave,” Loki answers immediately, waving vaguely towards the door and you put your hand over his mouth.

"Sounds good to us," Bucky agrees with a shrug and Sam opens the door to the hallway but Thor doesn't move from his seat on the couch.

“He’s just kidding,” you tell them as Loki licks your hand causing you to pull it away quickly, he winks in response and you roll your eyes but can't help letting out a slight laugh. It wasn't the first time he licked you but he didn't usually do it around the team and it was typically in a less joking manner.

"Get back here," Steve closes the door, keeping Sam and Bucky from leaving. "You guys said you were happy to help Y/N out today," he reminds them.

"That's not even close to what we said," Sam replies as he shakes his head.

"We said we were happy to not have to go on a ten mile run with you this morning," Bucky corrects Steve.

“There isn’t a lot to move honestly, I think this should be pretty quick,” you promise everyone with a forced smile and no one replies.

Thor breaks the silence by getting up and hugging you again, he says, "Well I'll help you with whatever you need. I'm just so happy for the two of you. Moving in together is a big step in any relationship.” He sets you down and turns his attention towards Loki who takes a step backwards from his brother. For a second, you think Thor might actually catch him in a hug but the God of Mischief is just quick enough, narrowly avoiding his outstretched arms at the last second.

You laugh as you watch them together. They might not be related by blood but there is no doubt in your mind that they are brothers.

"I don't see why you need to make such a fuss," Loki tells Thor. "Y/N has spent almost every night at my place since we started dating. Most of her clothes and a fair amount of her belongings are already there."

"That's the whole point," you explain and Loki looks at you. "It was your place, but now it'll be our place."

"I understand that, darling, but I'm still not giving anyone a hug over it," Loki mumbles as he keeps his distance from Thor.

"I always knew he was the sentimental type," Sam says sarcastically to Bucky but when Loki glares at him he steps slightly behind Steve.

"Oh, don't look at him like that," you tell Loki and he looks down, putting his hands in his pockets. Sam steps out from behind Steve. "You and I both know you're excited about me moving in with you," you say with your hands on your hips.

"Of course I am excited," he agrees, "But I would be more excited if this whole experience hadn't turned into a team building exercise."

You put your arms around his neck and look up at him, "Look at it this way, the more help we have the faster I can move and the sooner we will be alone." You wink at the word 'alone' and he smiles.

"Very well," he tells you and you pull back, smiling up at him. You kiss his cheek quickly and take his hand as you decide what everyone should help with.

"Ok..." you think. "I guess Steve and Bucky, you guys can pack up the kitchen. Sam, you can help me out here in the living room," they all nod but Loki raises an eyebrow as he waits for you to tell him what you need him to do. "Loki, you and Thor can finish up in the bedroom. Most of my clothes are upstairs already but there are still some things in the back of the closet that need to be boxed up." Thor slaps Loki on the back cheerfully and everyone splits up to their assigned spaces.

You glance uncomfortably at the closed door to your bedroom while you place the picture frames Sam hands you into a box. At first the door had been left open but about fifteen minutes into packing, Thor closed it. He didn't slam it, he didn't shut it hard, he just calmly closed it without a word to anyone. For the first few minutes after it was closed, you found yourself waiting anxiously for Loki to open the door and storm out of the room or for the screaming to start but nothing happened. You weren't sure if the quiet made you more or less worried but you hoped that meant they were finally talking, you didn't even care what they were talking about just as long as it didn't lead to a fight.

You make sure to flash a bright smile when Bucky and Steve walk into the living room with four boxes from the kitchen. You were thankful for the extra help of course but your plan was to use today as a means of literally forcing the two brothers together, even if it killed one of them. You hated that the only time they spent together outside of missions was to train a few hours a week. They only spoke during training sessions to criticize each other or to gloat. As soon as the session was over, they went their separate ways because if they were together any longer, they would begin fighting.

Despite what Loki may think, you know Thor still cares for his younger brother the same way he always had, before they found out Laufey was his real father, before he fell from the Bifrost, before Thanos manipulated him into attacking New York. Thor had told you how he felt about Loki one horribly long night several months ago.

Loki had been badly injured during a failed mission and remained unconscious even after he had been brought back to the Tower. Thor waited with you by Loki’s bedside in the infirmary until he finally woke up the next morning. You held Loki's hand waiting for him to open his eyes while Thor told you stories about how close they had been as children. He smiled broadly as he recounted the numerous pranks he had been the victim of and the dozens of spells that had been practiced on him.

The next day, you thanked Thor for sitting with you but you told him it made you sad to think that they had grown so far apart in such a few years. A part of you worried that Loki would keep pushing Thor further and further away until his older brother finally gave up and left.

Thor smiled at you and told you never needed to worry about that happening. He put his hand on your shoulder and said, "I will always be here for Loki, whether he wants me to be or not. He will always be my brother."

"Do you think this is a good idea?" Sam asks as he takes down the last picture that was hanging over your couch. You stare blankly at him, having been too lost in your thoughts to hear his question the first time.

He asks again and this time you answer. "I'm honestly not sure but I hope so," you reply nervously.

Steve and Bucky place the boxes full of pots, pans and cooking utensils by your front door. Loki had a much larger kitchen then you did but the only time he used it was to make himself tea.

"I think it's a great idea, Y/N," Steve says optimistically. "What could possibly go wrong?"

Bucky sighs loudly, "They could end up trying to kill each other and destroy half the Tower in the process."

"My money is definitely on Loki," Sam says without looking away from the box he is sealing up but he turns when he feels everyone looking at him. "What? Oh come on, Loki is scary as hell."

Bucky shrugs, neither agreeing or disagreeing with him. Steve nods and says, "You make an interesting point and he does seem to be in a bit of a mood today."

"Yeah, because he's usually so excited to see all of us," Bucky says as he sits on the couch. Steve takes a seat next to him and Sam places the box he is done with on top of the pile they had started.

"Hmm..." Steve thinks. "I think I would have to go with Thor, in a fight between them I mean. Especially if he had Mjolnir." He mimics swinging the hammer and Sam laughs as you sit on the floor by the box you are filling with books. You try to ignore them as you feel a headache beginning to form.

"Yea, hopefully we'll have enough time to duck if Thor calls for it otherwise it'll take us out when it comes flying through here," Bucky adds.

"The good news is, it doesn't sound like they are fighting... Unless Loki just used his magic to turn Thor into a house plant or something," Sam jokes.

"Do you think he could actually do that?" Steve wonders and Bucky puts his hand over his face.

"Ok, you guys know what?" you interrupt them and they all look over at you. "This isn't actually helping," you tell them, rubbing your eyes as your headache thumps.

"Sorry about that Y/N," Steve says sheepishly and the others nod.

"We'll bring these upstairs for you," Sam says.

The three of them pick up all the boxes stacked by the door and leave, closing the door quietly behind them. You get up from where you are sitting next to your bookshelf and walk slowly over to your bedroom door. Leaning against it carefully, you try to hear what is going on inside. The door swings open just as your ear touches the wood and you stand up straight, trying to act like you weren't trying to eavesdrop. You giggle nervously as Thor looks down at you with a smile.

"He's all yours," he says, walking past you with two large boxes and a duffel bag.

You close the door slightly at you go inside and see Loki closing the drawers on your now empty dresser. "Hi Mischief," you say, testing his mood as you walk over to him.

He turns and smiles at you, "Hello love."

"So... it looks like you didn't turn your brother into a houseplant," you say, pointing over your shoulder towards where your had gone.

"I would never do that," he responds seriously then with a smirk he adds, "I did turn him into a frog a few times when we were children though."

"You did what!?" you ask in disbelief and he laughs, taking a seat on your bed which has been stripped down to just the mattress.

"Don't worry, the effects never lasted very long," he explains and you sit next to him.

He puts his arm around your waist and pulls you close to him, you rest your head on his shoulder. You sit quietly for a moment, he lets go of your waist and slowly runs his fingers up and down your back, you can feel your headache slipping away as you relax. "So does this mean you aren't mad at me for leaving you alone with Thor?" you ask.

He shakes his head then says, "I'm not." You don't say anything in the hopes that he will tell you what happened and after a minute or two he takes a deep breath. "Thor told me that you are worried the distance growing between us."

You nod and sit up so you can look at him, taking his hand. He admits, "I was worried too. We used to talk about anything but ever since Laufey and Thanos, it's been hard if not impossible at times."

"I thought..." he pauses for a second, "I assumed he blamed me for having to leave Asgard. I had been under the impression that he was being forced to stay here in order to watch over me but he said he chose to stay so I wouldn't be alone."

He shakes his head and looks down at the floor, you squeeze his hand and he looks back at you. "I'm so glad you two talked and were honest with each other," to tell him with a smile.

"We still have more to talk about but I feel optimistic for the first time in a years," he says, "I don't know how to thank you for this. I love you, Y/N."

"I love you too," you tell him then you lean forward and kiss him. He kisses you back, his hand resting lightly on your cheek and his other hand moves to your waist. You giggle against his lips as he pulls you effortlessly onto his lap. You run your fingers through his hair and continue to kiss him as he lays back on the bed, pulling you with him.

You sit up quickly at the sound of two sharp knocks on your partial closed bedroom door. You look over your shoulder and see Thor standing in the doorway looking anywhere but at you. "Um..." he says, "We finished bringing everything upstairs."

"Thanks Thor," you answer. "We'll be right up."

He closes the door and you laugh as you try to get up but Loki keeps his arms around you. You kiss his nose and he groans, "To be continued?" You smile and nod as you get up.

"Thanks for all your help guys!" you say to everyone as you place the last empty box in the pile by the door. You still can't believe how quickly packing and unpacking went, especially when Loki decided to use his magic to try and hurry the process along. He barely had to flick his wrist and all of the kitchenware was neatly organized in the cabinets.

You ask them, "Is anyone hungry? I can order some food if you want."

Loki shakes his head and says, "Haven't they been here long enough, love?"

You roll your eyes but smile again as Bucky answers, "I could always go for pizza."

"Same," Sam agrees, raising his hand unnecessarily.

"I would never turn down food," Thor says.

"Oh, pizza sounds good," Steve smiles, throwing himself into Loki's reading chair in the corner. Thor and Bucky make themselves comfortable on the couch and Sam drags over a chair from the dining room to the coffee table.

Loki comes behind you and puts his arms around you, holding you tight to his chest. "You know if you feed them, they will never leave," he whispers as he kisses just below your ear. You laugh and you look up, giving him your most charming smile. "Very well," he gives in, "Pizza it is."

"Coming right up," you say, kissing Loki's cheek as you free yourself from his long arms.

You pick up your phone from the coffee table and look up the number for your favorite place. You ask your friends what toppings they want and while they are discussing it Steve’s phone goes off. At the same time Sam and Bucky's phones goes off as well as Thor and Loki's. All five of them take out their phones and read the message, the smiles gone from their faces.

“This can’t be good,” you put your phone down and walk over to Loki.

Thor shakes his head, then he stands up from his seat on the couch, “It's not. I'm sorry Y/N, we have to go.”

"Please be safe," you tell them, giving each of your friends a hug as they leave. "I love you," you whisper to Loki as he hugs you tightly.

He kisses you then runs his fingers down your cheek lightly. "I love you too. I will be back soon," he promises you and you force a smile as he closes the door, leaving you standing alone in your shared apartment.

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komotionlessqueenmm · 1 year

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What is the relationship between magni and modi’s children and their family?

Man you really took me up on my offer huh? Awesome! Let's get to it!

Headcanon/Preference # 14

Picture NOT mine.

*I took a unique approach to this one for the hell of it, you'll see what I mean in just a moment.

• Haha dear reader we are now cousins! Remind me, which one is your father again? And which one is mine? Hell even they can't tell us apart at times!

• We are often mistaken by strangers as being siblings rather than cousins, because of how close we are.

• Thick as thieves! Damn dear attached at the hip! At least now we are.

• We resented eachother when we were little, often getting into fights that escalated very quickly.

• And according to Sif our fathers fought all the time as well when they were still little.

• But we've both grown since then, and no one or anything can come between us now!

• Oh yeah let me circle back real quick on one little subject.

• It's not that they are bad fathers, and that's why they can't seem to remember who's kid is who's. It's because since we were 10 we've been literally inseparable.

• And they're also super close, so we all just kinda live like one big family, and we have for so freaking long.

• Over time they just started claiming us both as their kid, and we just started calling them both our father.

• And after a few hundred winters, we kinda just forgot who was actually who's.

• Well everyone except for you it seems, you always claimed that you remember.

• But me being the playful jerk-face that I am, I always make you second guess yourself on that one.

• (Are we sure Loki isn't my father!?)

• But I am honestly very curious after all this time.

• So I promise on grandpa Thor's beard that I won't tease you, and make you second guess yourself.

• So please remind us all, who is your blood father, and who is mine?

• Regardless we are close, and we are close with our fathers. And surprisingly we are close with our grandfather Thor, and his brother Baldur.

• Baldur never really got along with our father's all that well, but we just kinda clicked with him.

• Don't get me wrong he gets annoyed when we cause mischief, but he wouldn't start a fight with us like he would with just about everyone else, he'll just ignore us until we start acting right. (and apologies for annoying him!)

• We were close with Sif, but were not as close with her as we used to be. We're just a little to rowdy at times.

• You think she'd be used to that being Thor's wife, and raising our fathers. But I guess not.

• Odin can be tender at times, but the older we get the colder he gets. An unsurprising thing, but a little disappointing nonetheless.

• Now our fathers never got along with Mímir, while we on the other hand really enjoyed his company.

• And we often sneak off to Midgard to visit him, listening very intently to his stories.

• He was a bit rude the first time we went to see him, but when he realized how caring we are compared to so many others, he couldn't help but find friendship in us.

• Training with our fathers is rough! But as time goes on we get better and better. And one day we shall be a truly formidable team.

• We convinced Baldur to train with us once... Bad idea... He really kicked our asses, and he was going easy on us!

• Thor never trained with us, but he enjoys watching us train when he has the time. And if you are alert enough you might be able to catch a glimpse of his proud grin.

• We both had mortal mothers, and we never knew them. Our fathers said they had died giving birth to us, which could definitely be true.

• I mean giving birth to a god isn't easy, especially if you're mortal, their frail little bodies just can't handle it and they often die.

• But knowing them they could have very well just took us from our mother's and abandoned them gods only know where.

• In summary our family is dysfunctional as can be, but we are like siblings, and we shall always be each other's greatest allies.

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hi! i've been reading through your blog and saving n rbing posts as i go i'm someone who creates creature characters rather than human and am very voice oriented with my process. i wanna use more black voice claims for my characters so my things aren't dominated by solely white voices but in a way that doesn't come off as eyebrow raising or as tokenism since i'm a white usamerican apologies if these two questions are vaguely worded/too open to properly but there's two things i'd find useful to keep in mind (also it's close to 3am as i'm writing this) 1. are there any things to avoid when deciding on black voices for critter characters? like a certain species or something? this one's probably a bit general to answer but any definitive Do Not Do This would help a lot haha 2. would it be realistic and/or respectful for characters to use aave? the settings i write are urban fantasy w/ no humans but you do have dragons running around with laptops. from my uneducated pov it'd feel lacking to have every character speak with the same kinda phrases that white people usually use, but i don't know if having one character use aave and another not would feel alright any guidance would help a lot :) i want my things to not have the 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘵𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘪𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘦𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘢𝘴 problem that exists everywhere

This is a new one, so thank you for introducing me to a new concept to think about!

I mean, ME personally, I'm always wary at the idea of Black people voicing some sort of monkey or gorilla, especially if a nonblack person wrote the script lmao. It's not inherently racist, but like... It always makes me raise a brow 🤷🏾‍♀️ but that's just me! I'm sure it can be done if the writing is respectful and thoughtful (like if you told me Kerchak from Tarzan I'd be like okay bc that was a hell of a role, but the Standard is High). I'd like to allow others to offer their thoughts!

Well that's definitely an interesting thought. I think this is an issue of coding. Do you have a specific species that you want to be the "African Americans" of your story? Because it would be odd if one animal guy just randomly started speaking AAVE- and especially in that awkward "what's up my homies" way that Black people cringe at. Like, idk if you've ever heard of that One Miles Morales What If Thor comic? Yeah that's how you DON'T do it. Does this character have a community that he speaks AAVE with? is he That Comfortable with the people he's around to not have to code switch? Is it natural? Or is it really just this one dude lmao and no one else in the world does it.

I think, if you're really determined to do so, a good idea would be watching movies with Black people who speak AAVE and get used to hearing it spoken naturally. Be okay with getting uncomfortable about it lmao. Like, I remember when I first started watching The Untamed and I didn't understand one LICK of mandarin. And while I still am nowhere near understanding, after watching it and other shows in other languages, after a while you start to pick up on certain grammar rules (and how the phrases are spoken in a different order than the English subtitles), how certain responses occur, etc. Again I'm not saying I'm fluent or you have to be fluent or anything, but you have to surround yourself with the language to really understand it. And if you're not comfortable, don't shoehorn it. We'll notice. Black people speak the Queen's English too lmao. We have to. So it's fine if they just speak Standard American English.

Hope this helps!

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literatureatthebowofnails · 1 year

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A/N: I love you like Dr. Strange loves being right

Created for the 14 Days of Valentines community project, hosted by @muddyorbsblr

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Pairing: Loki x fem!reader

Includes: Angst

Summary: Loki seeks council when he fears he's crossed a line

The Bewitched theme tinkles from your pocket as you leave the cafe. Chrysa wiggles her eyebrows, waving goodbye. She's been making hushed comments about how "fucked out" you look since she walked through the door.

You gave up telling her it was just a dream. A very satisfying, very realistic dream, but still a dream.

"Hey Wanda," you answer the call. "What's up?"

"Is Loki with you?"

"No," you frown at the concern in her voice. "I just left work. Why?"

"Steve's angry. Really angry. He said 'damn' under his breath, and he never swears.

"Loki's supposed to leave for a mission in an hour and none of us can find him."

"Have you asked Thor?"

"Thor's at the market. He refused to take his phone because he 'can't afford any more distractions from the new generation of boxed delight.'"

"He's getting an iphone?"

"No," she snickers. "Pop-Tarts released a limited-edition flavor. He's worried everywhere will be sold out because he didn't make it to the store this morning.

"Aaaanyway, do you know where your boy-toy might be? Bruce heard 'HE'S NOT MY FATHER!' coming from Thor's room before breakfast, but no one's seen Loki since.

"He likes to be snarky on coms, but he's never ditched a mission before. Did he say anything last night?"

"Not really. He said he didn't want to get 'too familiar,' but nothing about going somewhere. Luckily, he wasn't so refined it in my dream," you giggle.

"You're so naughty! What did he do?"

"Haha, we gotta meet up if you want the dirty details. I'm not telling the whole train about it."

"Come down to the tower then. Most of the team is leaving. We'll make pineapple upside down cake, and you can tell me everything. And if Loki comes back, you'll get to see him."

"Twist my arm why don't you."

☕

On your ride up, a feminine tone speaks in the elevator. "Welcome back to Avengers' Tower, I'm FRIDAY. Putting Mr. Stark through now."

"Hey, I'm trying to find Rock of Ages," says the unmistakable voice of Tony Stark. "Any idea where he is?"

You look around for a camera or microphone and say "Hi. Um, sorry? I don't know where Loki is. Can't you track his phone or something?"

The doors open, revealing the genius himself as he takes off his Bluetooth to address you directly. "No can do, princess. He's somewhere even FRIDAY can't reach. Next stop is Bleaker St. There's a wizard down there who likes to keep tabs on potential threats. Might be able to give us a lead."

"You don't think he's...?"

"What? Leading another alien army to attack the city? Probably not, but we can't be too careful. Either way, if we don't find him Cap's gonna have an aneurysm and he's too old to survive that." Chuckling at his own joke, Stark gives your shoulder a squeeze and gets on the elevator. "Don't worry, we'll bring your boyfriend back in one piece."

"We've only been on one..." you sigh as the doors close.

"Hey," Wanda comes up behind you. "There you are. I hope Stark wasn't giving you a hard time. He's still jumpy about planetary security. Wants some sort of forcefield, but after the Ultron mess..." she looks guilty. "No one else will agree to it."

You chew your lip, following her to the kitchen. "Should I be worried?"

"Worried?" she looks up. "I don't think so. Steve's just upset because he has to replan the mission. I'm sure Loki isn't in trouble or doing something wrong.

"From what Banner said, it's probably just a family issue."

You nod, but something doesn't feel right. You haven't known the god for long, but you know he wouldn't go to his parents unless he had to.

A/N: Thanks for reading!

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Ok not to talk about that series, but i just gotta say that i can’t help but be… i don’t know, i guess grateful? that marvel decided to let this mischaracterization happen to the variant™️ instead of to our loki. (since we all know that it would happen eventually because they don’t care about his character or anything he’s been through. hence his characterization in ragnarok too.) but i do mourn what our loki could’ve been everyday. and how much he deserved a solo project or even just another thor movie that would’ve dived into LITERALLY ANYTHING about him. there was so much potential, but instead they killed him off because they needed someone to open up the doors to the multiverse or literally whatever tf.

the series could’ve been about literally anyone. that’s just how non loki centered it is despite it literally being called LOKI. i hate that they’re trying to push this variant as the “new loki”, and that our loki is “irrelevant” and “flawed” now when he literally was perfect before he was killed off (and before ragnarok.) if this was what new “loki” content would consist of, they should’ve just let him go since clearly no one at marvel understands anything about him anymore.

(oh and not to mention that they originally wanted to kill loki off in the dark world, which actually explains a lot.)

also this is sort of unrelated to the original rant but i just gotta say that i really and truly wish that lokius/mobius fans would stop acting as if they’re so much more morally superior than sylki/sylvie fans. neither of them actually understand loki or care about him, and they both need to stop claiming that they are loki fans. because in reality, they’re just fans of the variant and who they can ship him with. if they actually understood loki, they would dislike the series as much as the rest of us do. it’s written by people who don’t get anything about loki besides…

“haha he’s thor’s younger brother who’s jealous and so evil… he commits evil acts JUST for the fun of it and without any true reasoning. oh and he’s such a narcissist guys… it’s not like he’s been trying to prove himself (mind you this is something an actual narcissist wouldn’t feel they have to do btw. but since the writers couldn’t see through the Very Obvious facade that loki puts up in response to the way he’s been ignored, belittled, neglected, etc… they think he’s a narcissist.) to not only odin, but to everyone else around him in the first two movies he was in. and since he’s privileged, it must mean he can’t have any kind of struggles and is overreacting. yass put him in a time loop where he continuously gets physically assaulted 😍 that’ll show him for sure.”

and then sylki/sylvie fans, and lokius/mobius fans will ignore how bad this writing is, just because loki was dumbed down enough to be shipped with their mediocre ass characters. if you can ignore the VERY OBVIOUS mischaracterization of loki’s character, then you are not a loki fan. you’re just a fan of the series and the characters in it. both lokius and sylki shippers are Um… not that great to put it kindly, but lokius shippers specifically have this weird superiority complex over sylki shippers/sylvie fans in general even though they ALSO don’t really know one thing about loki’s character outside of the mischaracterization from the series, and from fanon.

anyway putting this gif here because it’s cute and one of my faves ^_^

#loki #anti loki series #anti lokius #anti mobius #anti sylki #anti sylvie #loki meta #loki series criticism #anti ragnarok #ragnarok critism #loki series negativity #loki deserves better #mcu loki #anti loki show #loki show critical #loki show criticism #loki series critical #loki 💭#2011 2013 loki supremacy

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sunwarmed-ash · 6 months

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Fic tag game!

tagged by my buddies @cuillere and @lizzy0305! thank you for this!!

How many works do you have on AO3?

93 😎

2. What's your total AO3 word count?

831,467 (holy fucking shit when did it get that long?!?!?! #ThatsWhatSheSaid

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Stranger Things, Detroit become human, the breakfast club, marvel/spiderverses, Ted lasso, House MD, Harry Potter

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

Tony Stark: Billionaire, playboy, philanthropist, Daddy: (starker) 1074

I think I need help: (harringrove) 927

Call me Doctor: (Chase/House & Chase/House/Wilson 739

Rockabye Baby: (Wincest kinda??) 670

You know what they say about assuming. (steddiegrove) 645

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Every. Single. One. Comments are the lifeblood to my work. Its so intimidating to be posting to a empty void but y'alls comments give life to the achieve and are just as important to a WIPs development as anything I write on my own!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Idk, I have ALOT of wips without endings/one shots. Probs the most angsty one I have in general is either The New Kid or Silence isn't Golden

wait wait wait, I found a dual suicide Wincest fic, that wins

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

uhhhhhhh this Thor/Bruce fic may be the fluffiest one I have haha

8. Do you get hate on fics?

HA! yeah, but oddly its just the ones with sex work in them. Who would have guessed 🙄🙄🙄🙄

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Yes 😈😈😈 kink wise all over the place, from super vanilla to BDSM and anything else I can think of. Peoplewise LGBTQ and queer characters, canon or fanon, polycules. Trope wise, enemies to lovers is my fav, but I also love pining or tragic love 👌

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

Yes!! not too many, but I've written a few. This one isn't crazy but it is the most developed of all the wips. It's a Supernatural/The Breakfast Club crossover called Supernatural activity at shermer high

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

a few times by a bot, im really really hoping it doesn't happen again but with AI about to fuck us all out of work, im a lil worried.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Yes! two of my Starker fics were translated into Russian and on fic book but that website got torched a few years ago :( I think I also had a reader translate a TBC fic into Portuguese

13. Have you ever cowritten a fic before?

Many! probably 20-30 at this point

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

not possible for me to choose. So here's my favs of the moment. Hankconvin800 or hankvin1700, steddiegrove, parksborn, steadyhands

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

get a few scotches in him and he'll hit on anything in a 5 mile radius.

its a cowritten work I worked on years ago and just, meh idk I dont really wanna go back to it haha

16. What are your writing strengths?

I've gotten compliments on my dialogue, dynamic character relationships, smut, and angst

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

proof reading and editing

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

i never trust google translate to do a good enough job so to avoid looking like a fool i dont do it. I should try though, expand my horizons. I'm learning Danish so maybe ill make a fic using that.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Harry Potter

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

all of them hold significant places in my heart. they are all pieces of me and I'm trying to learn to love all of me. And that's gotta start somewhere!

tagging all my mututals and anyone who wants to do it

@sweeteatercat @disdaidal @sweetasblack @writerwhowritesao3 @geekinglikeaboss @destroya-hargrove @kissoflightning @moviemuncherao3 @cuillere @late-to-the-party-81 @spaceofentropy @strangebrainrot @treeffles @heiko-goes-detroit

#sinful sunday #find me on ao3 #sunwarmed ash #links in bio #stranger things #i post new stuff every sunday #detroit become human #the breakfast club #house md #marvel mcu #harry potter #supernatural

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goddess-darkness · 16 days

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15 questions for 15 friends

Thanks for the tags @taste-thewaste

Are you named after anyone?

No.

When was the last time you cried?

I’m not a very sentimental person in this type, I rarely cry, so it depends on what kind of crying you mean. If you are crying due to the crisis for example, it was once during the pandemic, if you are crying because of someone else, well, I do not know how long it was this, but I think more than 5/6 years, actually, I think even longer than that, when it happened was to literally close a cycle, as if it were the end point. Now, if for the sake of emotional relief vs. spiritual, it was September last year, for this reason I cry more often (but also only in specific situation), because of the frequency of energy and such.

Do you have kids?

No. I don’t even take care of myself right, imagine taking care of another being completely dependent on me.

What sports do you play/have you played?

I’ve done ballet, swimming and capoeira when I was little, this at the time of elementary school, ballet and capoeira I did in school, but were not things simultaneously. And if you consider walking as a sport, well I like to walk around a lot.

Do you use sarcasm?

Not so much, I think I’ve given up trying, people don’t understand when I’m sarcastic, they almost don’t understand when I play innocently, imagine if I use sarcasm.

What’s the first thing you notice about people?

When I stop to notice are the eyes after the hair.

What’s your eye color?

Lightbrown.

Scary movies or happy endings comedies?

Certainly comedy. But, I had my time to enjoy a lot of horror movies, it was more out of curiosity than anything else, but I did.

Any talents?

I’m still trying to decipher it.

Where were you born?

I’m from Rio de Janeiro, Brasil. 💚💛

What are your hobbies?

Well, lately he’s been reading firstprince fanfic.

Do you have any pets?

Yeah, I got Thor, dog.

How tall are you?

5'84'. ʙʀ: 1,78.

Favorite subject in school?

I think I liked geography and history, at least most of the.

Dream job?

I think my dream job doesn’t exist, at least not the way I would like to, haha. Let me try to explain, I really like archaeology (the part of early civilizations, their cultures and rituals) and I also like paleontology (I have already interned in the area), however I am currently in botany, specifically in the master’s degree working with taxonomy of the Rubiaceae family, my dream job would be something like working with field research on archaeological sites using paleobotany, for example the relation of plants in rituals, how to use medicinal plants, how to opt for knowledge about them, food issues and everything, almost an Etnobotany, but much more focused on early civilizations. I know this is possible, but at least here in Brazil, it is a very complicated area to work, because there is no support for research of this type, usually those who go to this field can not work in the area, so…

It took me a while, but I answered, haha.

Tagging with no pressure, if you have already been marked, please ignore…: @priincebutt @mylucayathoughts @violeblanche @taylorz-nicholasg @zakhargal @almightaylor @luvtarlos @victoriantimetraveler @lluviaespacial @unassumingoddess . +anyone who wants to 💜.

#tag game #master's notes

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jupitercomet · 1 year

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Not me accidentally mixing chickadee and bunny into one girl. 😭

I've been so out of it lately with all my assignments and exams (my Introduction to psychology proffesors told us last year more than 50 people failed the exam and had to retake it so I'm afraid).

Surprisingly, it didn't take me that long to shoot it. Maybe a couple of hours? If things continue going this well I hope by the end of the week, I'll finish this animation.

I'm so happy for you! Being almost done is great! And you're writing two papers at the same time? Admirable! I couldn't do.

And I was wondering, you said in the 17 questions you have a tattoo. What is it? And where? It's totally fine if you don't want to answer that, by the way. I'm just super curious.

haha, no worries! I figured lol

oh my gosh! did you feel confident taking it? because that ultimately matters more than how many people failed it last year

ooh yay, I hope you're able to finish it this week!! I can imagine that would be nice to get out of the way

honestly writing essays is maybe the one thing I'm actually good at but like anything else and I am not having a good time

and it's a Thor and Loki inspired tattoo that I got on my rib cage :)

#acatwriteshere #what’s up doc

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the-firebird69 · 6 days

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#nativeamerican #indigenous #jingledress #sioux #cree #culture #dancing ...

It's actually my stuff and we have to get ready and they're women too. This is going to be huge and they're going to be mean and mad and angry in a stirred up hornet's nest and we are going to have to fight everyone's getting ready they see it now

Hera

Thank you to both of you especially you Hera I saw his point but I see yours. He said he wasn't going to they said I probably will and I hear why and it says it's not my decision and I get that

Alicia yeah I look pretty authentic and we hear you can do it with food and we've seen it it's really crazy and his arm hair changes color every once in a while without too much effort it says it should be red for some reason it's strawberry blonde or something that's true

Olympus

Crazy kid close enough

Mac daddy

Is blonde from the sun and it happens to us

Ben Arnold

It says old Frigg and that's my name

Haha Odin

Good we're off to a good start now we're rolling

Thor Freya

We want to be involved we want our wives back we need the information it's a good point one of the best and we need to form up some rescue rangers and we made it too this is going to be a great group

Bill

We need a lot less hate hear from you guys you're crazy people bothering us and he says he can't help it they're very weak this might make them see which will help and they're not as weak as you think I do know that

Will

Who do you think I'm sitting here in possible for hours and hours okay hours and hours and fussing stupid crap we know it's them it's just terrible the show is poopy and yeah things are rusting and rotting all over the place including these ships are covered this s*** I'm actually starting to laugh it's one of the things he does this makes it really rancid it's like okay we'll just sit there with you in it and it's like slumdog millionaire the guy is cleaning s*** out of this nasty homemade toilet it just doesn't want to do anything it's Jason finally he leaves and it hasn't even happened it hasn't happened is such an a******

Trump

He has a dumb plan I keep sitting around like everyone else

Jason

Olympus

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mischief-and-tea-by-the-sea · 1 year

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From the fanfic writer emoji ask :) 🛒✨💖🦅✅

🛒 What are some common things you incorporate in your fics? Themes, feels, scenes, imagery, etc.

I answered this one here.

✨ Give you and your writing a compliment. Go on now. You know you deserve it. 😉

I did this one in the last response, too, but I'll give myself another compliment. Writing, you help me sort through my own feelings and traumas and come to healthier reactions and conclusions than anything else in my life ever really has (other than venting to close friends). You've helped me realize what I need/want/deserve in relationships, and you've taught me better ways to speak up and create boundaries. Overall, you make me a healthier person.

💖 What made you start writing?

School assignments in elementary school. I had to write a poem (we all had to write a poem called "Silence") and it sort of went from there. Eventually, I started writing stories (they were always fanfics in some way; even if they were original, they had similarities with actual movie characters), and here I am.

🦅 Do you outline fics or fly by the seat of your pants?

Seat of my pants with some notes here and there on the Sticky Notes app on my computer. I can't do an outline to save my life because my brain never wants to follow it at that point.

✅ What’s something that appears in your fics over and over and over again, even if you don’t mean to?

To be honest, humor. No matter what I write, even during the most serious sex scenes, one of the characters is gonna crack a joke or make a comment that'll make them both laugh. It used to "just happen," and now I've come to realize that apparently humor is something I'm really good at, so I don't even fight it anymore. Oh and "Easter Eggs." No matter what, my fics are going to have Easter Egg moments, like Tony calling people by the names of other characters in movies RDJ's been in (he calls Thor 'Chet Donnelly' when he's being a bully to Loki, or seems to be being one. Chet Donnelly is the character that Bill Paxton plays in Weird Science, which has RDJ in it, but it's like a triple Easter Egg because a) RDJ, b) Bill Paxton, who later would play John Garrett in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and c) Anthony Michael Hall, who would later play Mister Kitson in Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D). Easter eggs started out as 'accidents' or little occasional haha's, but now they're a big part of my fics a lot of the time, even if my readers don't always catch them, and most don't comment on them.

Thanks for the asks!

Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask

#Fanfic Writer Emoji Ask #endlesstwanted

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venusmlp · 2 years

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Hi diary. To simplify, I feel like shit. As usual. Anything can set me off at this point, anything can make me feel miserable. I'm that unstable. At this point I wonder If I'm not actually just waiting for something to go south so I can be like.. this.. about It. Started SH which is pretty bad but I can't stop. Should cut my big ass Knife nails off to stop using them (who thought they could make scars hun? Shit) but i don't bc i know that if i do i'll just find something else to sh with, which would be worse than it already is. Worst part is that I need to hide It with long sleeves but it's hot af in here and I'm suffocating. Also the fabric rubbing in the cuts feels like sandpaper against sensitive skin. It hurts like a bitch. It doesn't while I do It, but it hurts so bad when the adrenaline passes. Too graphic? Sorry, it's the truth.

Today I locked myself up in the school bathroom for like an hour and a half. They had to come look for me (at least they care a bit). Anyways, the school's monitor found me and asked If I was doing anything wrong in there but I said I wasn't. I lied of course. It started bc my friend was SA and I can't deal with It. Haha, very funny. I hate myself for not being able to help her. But *this* is too triggering for me and i CAN'T deal with It. I try to help her and I bury my feelings real deep deep down so they won't matter. and i cut to stay stuck in reality. And i keep yelling in my head "IT'S NOT ABOUT YOU". It truly isn't. I'm her best friend, i'm the one that's supposed to comfort her. To take care of her. But i'm doing a terrible job at that. I can't be selfish. It is selfish of me to try to shift the subject and attention to me when she's in trouble. So i don't, and i try to be there but i fuck up. I fuck up a lot. Bc how can i help someone with something i don't know how to deal with myself in the first place? oh best friend, you sad? Cut your wrists off, It makes It better. The fuck????? I'm a bad influence jesus (i didn't actually say that and never would, but still). I try i really do, but i'm far too gone to be of any help. And it cuts my soul to be this useless. Hell i couldn't be there for her in a stupid açaí trip. Oh you sad? Sorry i can't go with you and confort you, i'm having a crisis bc your trauma triggers my trauma and i really need to go back home and watch my stupid super hero movies to try to stop sh bc they're the only things that calms me. It's not her fault, i hate myself for being this selfish. all she hears is "i can't be there for you bc i need to watch stupid ass movies that i have seen a hundred times already with my mom". It sounds selfish, It is selfish. It's not about me. And now my arms fucking burns and i can't wear short sleeves.

The worst part (If It can get any worse) is that I had a light at the end of the tunnel. The Thor Love and Thunder premiere that i was gonna watch with my parents and my other best friend that likes Marvel. But she canceled the day bf (after having already bought the ticket a month before) to go to some church shit. Idk. And my dad also didn't want to go last minute bc i mixed the days and forgot to warn him earlier about It. We still had more than an hour but he still didn't want to come (I FUCKING BOUGHT THE TICKETS A MONTH BEFORE). I just started crying like a baby bc it was supposed to be my light. My Hope. But it fell apart. I felt like no one cared. Maybe just my mom. I went just with her and I couldn't stop crying till we got to the cinema. She asked me why i was crying, It was stupid to cry bc of this and it's my fault for not being more organized. My friend had a last minute commitment that was more important than me, my dad just didn't want to come. They don't get How much i need this movies to live. At least the movie brought me a momentary bliss. God, I'm so selfish. That's It, that was my day.

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gatorbites-imagines · 2 years

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So For Marvel Can I Request Loki x Healer/Tank Male Reader Where Loki Gets Imprisoned For Green Lad Crimes, This Huuuge Dude Walks Into The Cell, And While Loki's Trying To Skeddale Reader Picks Him Up Like A Couple Of Grapes And Plops Him Down Like "Listen, You Big Baby, You're Gonna Get Sepsis" And Starts Working On Healing Him.

I may have gone completely off track in certain areas, but I tried to stick as close to your request as possible haha. I just really enjoyed writing this, and ended up building a lot more backstory on it than planned. i hope you dont mind

Loyal to only you

Loki Laufeyson x male reader

Summary: The reader was Loki’s guard years ago, but left to Vanaheim to learn magic long before Loki fell off the rainbow bridge. Now he is back and sees the horrible state his prince is in, as the healers of Asgard seem to have neglected treating his wounds. The warrior decides to do something about it.

I’m very loosely basing Asgard politics off my own hcs, which you can read in my nine realms worldbuilding list. If you dont want to read the whole thing, Asgard sees magic as shameful and cowardly and a womens art.

This is set after Loki is brought back to Asgard after he gets arrested for invading New York, so he is kinda out of it because of the mind control.

Requests open

Loki couldn’t really tell you how he went from New York to a cell under the castle in Asgard. His mind was quite a mess, having finally become his own after a long time of servitude to that big purple monster. He didn’t even have time to explain, not that he would have, but it was the thought that counted.

And so here he sat, on the floor in the cell his dear “brother” had placed him in. The look on Thor’s face had been pained as he put Loki there, but he had muttered something about it being his duty. Duty, that made Loki snort, as if Thor had ever truly done his duty when they grew up.

Growing up Thor would do whatever he pleased, say whatever, wear whatever, and never once was he scolded by their father, never once was he looked at with hate by their people. Unlike Loki, who just could never seem to be good enough for Odin, or the people of Asgard. Loki grew used to the scornful glares, and buried himself in his magic studies. Father could not hate him more than he already did, Loki thought, so why stop himself from doing the one thing he enjoyed.

But, Loki thought, it all made sense. Now that he knew his heritage. He was not even Odin’s son in the first place, just a political pawn the old goat had picked up and shaped into a perfect tool. You couldn’t convince the shamed prince of anything else. There was no way that someone like Odin had taken in a frost giant child out of the goodness of his heart.

Normally, one would be freezing down in the dungeons of Asgard, but it seemed Loki’s cursed heritage helped him in that. He felt no cold, but that did not make him feel any less sick. Instead of cold, he was hot, his mouth felt dry and his nose stuffy. It felt as if there were balls of cotton shoved into his ears and his head had been split open with a mallet. Of course, it almost had, when that big green giant had flung him around like a doll.

Loki once again huffed at the so-called hospitality of the Asgardian people. You’d think they would at least send a healer to make sure he wouldn’t die from internal bleeding, but no, they had simply dumped him here and couldn’t even seem to be bothered enough to send a guard down to watch him.

Oh, how the mighty have fallen, he thought. But had he really fallen? Never had he been accepted or glorified. Not even when it was his so-called shameful magic that had saved not only his life, but how brother and the idiots 3 and lady Sif.

The second prince of Asgard was so lost in his thoughts, and maybe slight delirium from the untreated and definitely infected wounds, that he didn’t notice someone enter the dungeon. He didn’t see their form on the other side of the see-through wall, and didn’t register the sound of the cell he was in being opened and entered, before it shut again.

It was only when the man stepped close to Loki, and his shape entered his vision that Loki realized. He scrambled away to the best of his ability, his legs giving out when he tried to get to his feet to run. And before he could start throwing curses, he was grabbed by the back of his threadbare shirt and hefted into the air, like a mother cat would lift its kittens when they were misbehaving.

The man placed Loki down on top of the bed, with maybe more force than needed, which the man didn’t seem to realize. Loki tried to protest, spinning all kinds of words and threats, even trying to bribe the man. Interestingly he didn’t seem to react to any of it. He would have gotten up and walked away, but the prince didn’t trust his legs not to collapse under him.

“Sit down, you big baby. You’re going to die from Sepsis or similar if you don’t let me treat you” the unknown man grunted. And so, Loki sat on the too clean bed, as the man placed what looked like a box of tools on the one table.

As he dug around the box, Loki looked the man over. He physique seemed to almost match Thor, if the man wasn’t slightly taller and muscular. Like he was used to swinging large heavy weapons around, or throwing boulders at the enemy. He seemed slightly familiar, his appearance seemed to tickle at the edge of his consciousness, but his sorry state made it hard to keep up with the thoughts.

It was when he saw the green piece of fabric seemingly stitched into the man’s belt, that it clicked. This man was the only warrior of Asgard who willingly took the post as Loki’s guard. He hadn’t seen the man in a very long time, as Odin sent him off to Vanaheim years before Loki fell into the grasp of the mad titan.

The green fabric was something warriors would do to show their loyalty. All warriors had gold of Odin, and red of Thor, and few begrudgingly added the green of Loki. But this warrior only wore green, Loki’s green. What was his name again? Loki pondered. He had not seen much of the warrior, even after he swore his loyalty to the second prince. But that was mostly because of Loki himself, sending the man away and sending him on useless duties so he would not have to be bothered by anyone.

(Y/N). it suddenly appeared in Loki’s mind. That was his name. (Y/N) (L/N). A commoner who battled his way into the royal knights, fighting tooth and nail and used every method possible to gain his place. Normally a commoner could not become the guard of a member of the royal family, but no one seemed willing to take (Y/N)s place by Loki’s side.

As the princes’ thoughts wandered, (Y/N) had found what he needed and turned back around. His brows furrowed at the visible sickness on the prince. Internally he cursed Odin, he cursed Thor, and he cursed Asgard itself. The warrior had always liked prince Loki more, as he didn’t shame for one’s abilities or social status, he did what he pleased and that appealed to the man.

It was because of Loki that (Y/N) had gained quite the silver tongue himself, and had negotiated a transfer to Vanaheim. He claimed it was so he could learn their ways of battle to protect Prince Loki, and he had, just not the skill of the blade. He had been taught magic from the elders. It was mainly Healing magic he had picked up, as he seemed to have little affinity to anything else. He could do some elemental magic as well, but none as strong as his healing.

(Y/N) sighed softly to himself as he stepped closer to his Prince, and got to work. He patched up what he could with the tools and first-aid items. He knew he could be kicked to the curb for using magic, so he wanted to use as little as possible. He couldn’t let his prince lay there, half towards infection and a body that seemed to debate giving out, so he swallowed to himself and called upon his magic.

Using the magic he seemed so unconsciously skilled at, he healed his princes diseases. He left the outer damage alone, as he knew some would notice if it was patched up. It seemed to work, as clarity entered Loki’s eyes, as the sluggishness left his body, and his head stopped hurting.

It was silent for a while, as (Y/N) quickly got to his feet and placed the items back where they needed to go. It was during this silence that Loki noticed the left-over magic in his system that was not his own. At first, he feared Thanos was back, but the magic was not the mad titan, no, it was the tall warrior who could seem to look back at him.

“(Y/N)” Loki said, the sound of his voice filling the silence which seemed to surprise the warrior. He seemed to hesitate, but looked back towards his prince. “You can use magic”. It wasn’t a question, but a statement. Loki couldn’t seem to comprehend another Asgardian man using magic, when it was so looked down upon, seen as so cowardly.

“… Yes, my lord. It is why I left for Vanaheim. I wished to become a better guard for you. And it seemed like you needed it as no one else seemed willing you heal you” (Y/N) muttered, his voice steeling at the mention of other as he cursed at them internally.

“Hm… interesting. And here I thought you left because you did not like me. But please” Loki motioned towards the one chair in the cell. “Sit. Tell me about your travels, there is little else to do, and if your dead-set on staying here then you might as well”.

(Y/N) was silent, but sat down, turning the chair to face his prince. The only of the royal family who hadn’t seemed displeased at a commoner like himself being the rank he was. Who wouldn’t judge him for his non-masculine magic. The one who seemed to actually be interested in his tale. Of course, he only knew this as he had worked with Loki for many years, silently observing the prince who would never even look in his direction. He knew when he was interested, and when he was not.

And so, with little hesitancy, (Y/N) opened his mouth and told his prince his tales of Vanaheim.

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tinyyoungblood · 3 years

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hi!! adore your work love. could you maybe do smth where stark!reader has to get her wisdom teeth out but HATES the dentist so she brings her boyf peter and her dad w her?? and then when they get home the avengers are all waiting with like comical amounts of flowers and stuffed animals and then reader says some funny shiii and thor thinks she’s like dying lol. idk if that made sense but i’m getting my wisdom teeth out soon and i’m scared😭 thank u so so much love u babe

pairing: peter parker x stark!reader

a/n: tysm lovely :,) i rushed through this like my life depended on it, but i hope i’m not too late. either way, i hope you’re okay! it’s frightening but those bad boys gotta go because we don’t need that kind of energy in our lives. enjoy x

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wisdom teeth? more like wisdoom

y/n has to get her wisdom teeth removed and it’s the singular most dreadful thing she’s ever had to do, which says a lot because her dad is tony richling stark

doing dreadful things she doesn’t want to do but still somehow end up doing just because she can is a personality trait at this point

no one really makes a big deal out of it since ~death~ is part of their job description, but y/n is terrified

and when a stark is terrified the only thing that will keep them one step from insanity is researching the hell out of it

that information will be info dumped into every conversation for the next few weeks leading up to the appointment

“y/n you need anything from the store?” "no thanks, did you know the side effects of getting your wisdom teeth out include ✨sudden death or blood clots✨ tho” “……..i have a coupon?”

the day of the appointment, peter comes along and literally doesn’t let go of y/n’s hand. he keeps touching her to let her know that he’s there and it’s so. adorable

he would rest his hand on her knee, gently stroke her back while holding her, or just play with her hair

happy drops them off and he’s too Cool™ for emotions but he knows y/n’s a wreck, so he just fist bumps her with a single nod and she almost breaks down bc it’s really affectionate

y/n is sitting in the dentist chair and genuinely nothing is happening yet, but she’s squeezing peter’s hand like it’s a sponge

peter might have a high pain tolerance but he’s in pain pain and he prays that his hand won’t just explode on him

the dentist notices how peter tries to keep it together and chuckles

“you okay there, son?” “yea it’s fine, had a better time when a building fell on me tho haha” “pardon?” “oh i mean i didn’t have a good time, i just had a better time”

because y/n is running Anxious Town™, the dentist gives her a sedative to help her relax

plus, an injection of local anaesthetic to numb the tooth and surrounding area

she doesn’t feel anything and it’s GREAT

the procedure is quicker than expected and now the real fun begins

she tries to walk but she falls down so peter scoops her up bridal style and happy stays glued at her side

y/n doesn’t mind although she literally doesn’t recognise them and they’re practically strangers to her

but girly sees an opportunity and tries to flirt with peter bc why wouldn’t she

“you’re pretty” *blushes* “why thanks” “you should let your girlfriend know” “i should let her know i’m pretty?” “so you do have a gf? :(” “yea it’s you” “:)”

they stop for gas and peter goes in to get some water for y/n, and in her infinite wisdom, she decides it’s burger time

her mouth is completely numb and she’s practically leaving a trail of drool behind her, but she’d kill for a burger right now

so she wobbles around aimlessly for an hour on some random parking lot as if the ground might just magically open up like a rabbit hole and lead her to five guys

she’s going places. not back to the car. definitely not five guys. they’re closed. but places

peter finally finds her and he’s drenched from head to toe in sweat. he doEsn’T wAnt tO tALk abOut iT tho so she lets him take her to subway instead

normally, she would know that peter’s usual subway order is bread-lettuce-jalapeño

but in her drugged-up state, it had simply slipped her mind so now she’s staring at him like he’d just murdered someone right in front of her

“that- that’s your order?? no meat or anything just bread, lettuce, and a little spice?”

meanwhile at the compound, sam and steve are ordering everyone around bc they want to decorate this place before y/n gets home to surprise her

they take it very seriously too. they’ve watched like one HGTV show and said it’s our time

they finally get home and tony gives y/n a big hug, asking her what took so long

happy tells him that she was keen on getting burgers bc apparently someone has taught her that stressful times call for ~cheeseburgers~

he proceeds to look at tony with a pointed look

tony just shrugs and goes “she was a problem child. we don’t mention her dark past”

she’s swaying on the spot and keeps grinning like a fool and thor just stares at her weirdly before elbowing bruce and whispering loudly,

“what’s wrong with her? is she dying? should i start collecting leaves, i know this remedy—"

no one can tell if y/n is just happy to see the newly decorated home or if she’s just delighted to see everyone but then she goes around hugging the entire team

she doesn’t even acknowledge the sky-high pile of teddy bears and flowers everywhere bc she’s just squeezing everybody

y/n is so high, she just starts to spill all of her feelings about everyone and they’re already so overwhelmed by the hug chain they can’t take this too

“wanda i just want you to know that you’re like my big sister and you’re always taking care of me and i know you and vision are just going to make such good parents one day”

“bucky you absolute PRICK, you FIEND, you’re the best chess player ever and that’ll never change and i wouldn’t be good without you, i hate to say it but you deserve happiness even after you made me lose five times in a row yesterday”

“dad, you’re so strong and smart, even though we’re like never on the same page, you’re always along for the ride, i want to be like you when i grow up, i swear i’m gonna try to be as good to the avengers as you were to us” “aww- wait makes you think i'll be the first to die“

“nat you’re such a bitch about your protein shakes but you’re my best friend and i wouldn’t have it any other way, you can try out as many make up looks on me as you want”

“bruce, brucey, i would live with you in your lab for the rest of my days if i had to, whenever you ask me to hand you stuff i feel useful and important”

“laura’s way out of your league clint i have no idea how the fuck you got her but don’t lose her and i want to be your next child’s godmother”

“steve…we’re your family now. we’re always gonna be your family now. okay?”

“loki you’re not fooling anyone with your attitude, we all know you’re part of the family, you were just misunderstood and messed up bc of your dad–FUCK him by the way–but i realised everyone deserves as many chances as they need because of you”

“sam i would genuinely kill anyone who wronged you, even if they cut you in line at the grocery store, i would knife them no hesitation”

“thor, you poor golden retriever have been through so much, on my way here i made a wish on an eyelash for you bc you deserve better, your postcards always make my day, love you”

she mumbles something to peter that no one else can hear but he blushes and chokes back a sob

y/n orders hot soup and bucky brings it to her but before he even has time to react peter drops everything and ZOOMS across the room in .3 seconds

he barrels into bucky so hard they both go flying, but peter just smoothly rolls out of it and onto his feet like some kind of super ninja

“DUDE WHAT THE HELL” “😠 y/n is not supposed to drink hot liquids 😠”

all of this happens in mere seconds but sam has filmed it all and now slow mo clips go viral online of some mysterious kid knocking over the winter soldier

y/n’s a little in and out after that, but when she fully regains consciousness, she’s on a pile of blankets, surrounded by the team on the floor <3

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let me know if this is actually comforting lmao stay hydrated pals

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thighs-of-betrayal-blog · 3 years

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A Glorious Moment in Sakaar

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Summary: You’ve always disliked Loki, but when you end up stranded with him on an unknown planet, you put your hatred aside in order to work together. Turns out, the only thing you really hate is how much you actually like him.

Warnings: weapons, violence, enemies to lovers, implied smut

A/N: Had this in my drafts and just decided to post it... I’m definitely in a Loki mood on this fine day haha.

I hope you all enjoy and as always, feedback is appreciated :)

Loki Masterlist

Out of all the people in the world who you could’ve gotten stranded with on an unknown, trash planet, Loki is the last person you’d wish to accompany you.

As soon as the two of you get thrown off the Bifrost and land on random dirty roads, he speaks. “Well, this looks rather unpleasant.”

Rolling your eyes, you don’t bother to respond, instead opting to scan the area around you. Wherever you landed, it’s heavily polluted.

“I think I’d rather have ended up in Hel,” Loki complains, his hands on his hips as he surveys with you.

“I wish you had.”

Loki looks over at you and chuckles. “What? Don’t want to be stranded here with your favorite God?”

You pretend to frantically look around. “What do you mean? I don’t see Thor anywhere.”

“Very funny.”

“I know I am,” you say before smirking at him and walking away. Loki is quick to match your pace.

“Let’s try to find some type of civilization and figure out an escape plan.”

Continuing to walk, you head towards a tall skyscraper-like building that you see in the distance. “Already on it.” You point ahead to show Loki.

Loki scoffs. “No need to point. I noticed it a while ago.”

“Sure you did.”

“I did. I’m a God for crying out loud. I sense things long before-”

A knife sits at the base of your throat, stopping you in place. You look over at Loki who’s in the same predicament.

“Loki?” you ask before you’re pulled back harshly, the knife lightly grazing your skin. Loki growls, lunging towards you.

“Hurt them and you’ll all suffer merciless deaths by my hand.”

You gasp at Loki’s protectiveness. Is it possible he cares for you? No, don’t even think about it. You hate this man. Remember?

The man behind Loki laughs at him before looking over at his partner. “I think the Grandmaster would like this one.”

The person behind you nods. “Let’s take ‘em in.”

You share one last glance with Loki before a bag is thrown over your head, preventing you from seeing anything else.

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The bag’s removed from your head and you squint, your eyes adjusting to the harsh overhead lighting. You’re strapped to a chair, seated right next to Loki.

In front of you is a man. He’s tall in nature, just like Loki, and he’s smiling at the two of you.

“Where the hell are we?” You ask, struggling against the restraints.

The unknown man walks up to you before speaking. “Now, there’s no reason to do that. I’m just simply feeling you out before deciding whether to kill you or not.”

Again, Loki speaks up, surprisingly coming to your defense. “You’ll have to get through me before you even think of touching them.”

The man laughs at this and turns his attention onto Loki. “You must be the one they said I’d like… Seems like they were right. I do like you.” He claps his hands together. “Okay, so here’s the deal. You’re on my planet, Sakaar. I’m what they call the Grandmaster and usually with newcomers, I’d either kill them or throw them into the pits… which I guess is also death, but that’s not the point! The point is I like you two… especially you.” He points at Loki. “So, great news! You’re welcome to stay, I mean once people land here, they never really leave…” He awkwardly smiles at that, not knowing what else to say.

You look over at Loki, who’s already staring your way. The two of you gaze at each other silently before the Grandmaster once again claps his hands. “Let’s get the cuffs off these two!”

Once the cuffs are opened, you rub your wrists and stand up. The Grandmaster motions for the two of you to get away. “Go! Go mingle and have some fun!”

You look around the room and notice a gathering of people a few feet away. They’re all drinking and dancing, seemingly having the time of their lives.

You grab Loki’s arm and guide him towards the crowd. “C’mon, we gotta find a busy area to talk.”

Loki pulls his arm from your grasp. “Shouldn’t we find somewhere quiet to talk privately?”

You roll your eyes. “No, because then someone might hear us.”

“So instead, we’re to talk in the middle of a gathering?”

Shaking your head in irritation, you gesture towards the group of people. “They all seem drunk! Sounds like the perfect opportunity to blend in and discuss.”

Loki sighs. “Very well. I need a drink first.”

As he walks towards the bar, you once again grab his arm, stopping him in place. “What’re you doing?”

“I just told you. I’m getting a drink.”

“We need to be level-headed for this.”

He scoffs. “Darling, I really think you’ve forgotten that I’m a God. I can’t get drunk.”

“Yes, you can. I’ve witnessed it multiple times.”

He shakes his head. “I was just full.”

“That’s not the point! Just please-” You look towards the dancefloor. “Dance with me.”

“Pardon me?”

Instead of answering, you grab his hand and drag him over to the other dancers, pulling him flush against you, your back to his chest. You swear you hear Loki gasp as you sway your hips against him.

“What’re you doing?” His mouth is right next to your ear, his hands moving to grip your waist tightly. Your body heats up with his touch and you want to scream over its betrayal.

You turn your head slightly to look up at him. “We need to blend in.”

As he stares down at you, you get lost in his eyes. They’re an exquisite, light blue, pulling you in and making you forget about the situation around you. Erasing those thoughts from your mind, you focus on the plan. “I say we find where their weapons are placed. Steal some and then find a ship to escape back to Asgard on.”

“Your plan sounds impossibly easy.”

“Maybe it will be.”

“You know just as well as myself that it won’t be. But, I’ll go along with it. It’s not the worst of plans you’ve thought of and I fear we don’t have many other options.”

“Gee, thanks.” You spin around in his arms so you’re now facing him, chest to chest. Loki’s staring down at you, his eyes blazing. One of his hands moves to your face, grabbing your chin and tilting your face upwards. He licks his lips, his tongue sliding out to swipe across his bottom lip. You watch and you can’t help but wonder what his mouth would feel like against yours.

He leans down until his face is only inches from yours and you find yourself panting with a neediness you haven’t felt in a long time. Loki’s staring at your lips, ready to claim them for himself-

You remember where you are and pull away quickly, putting some distance between the two of you. “What’re you doing?”

Loki grins. “Just blending in, darling. You didn’t seem to mind.”

Trying to steady your rising heart rate, you take a deep breath. “Let’s just go find their weapons.”

Loki gestures for you to walk in front of him. “After you.”

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Finding and stealing weapons turned out to be easier than you thought. Loki managed to grab multiple knives, as well as the same giant gun that you did.

Now, you’re heading towards the ship’s garage, intending to steal the best one you come across. You’re in an elevator, heading up to the top floor. As the doors are about to open, Loki puts his arm out in front of you. “I hear voices on the other side. Follow my lead.”

You nod your head. The doors open, revealing two guards with guns. In an instant, Loki has them both on the ground, knives stabbed into their chests.

He turns to look at you and grins. “Told you they’d come in handy.”

“You just wanted to show off.”

“For you? Always.”

You roll your eyes for what feels like the hundredth time today and follow Loki towards a large, circular ship. “You think they’d have more guards in this area.”

Loki walks over to a station pressed against the wall, searching for the ship’s key. “You’d think, but let’s not stick around to find out.” Once he locates the key, he picks it up. “Ah, got it!”

The elevator opens back up, revealing ten new guards.

“Uh, Loki?”

Loki turns just in time to see five guards running full speed at him. He laughs before throwing the gun to the floor, placing the ship key in his pants, and pulling out two knives. “Well, hello. This is going to be fun.”

Across the room, you’re shooting at the other five guards, backing up as they move forward. You manage to knock three of them to the ground and drop the gun as the other two come running at you, full speed.

“Y/N!” Loki yells.

You turn to see him throwing you a knife and you catch it midair. Turning back to the two guards, you smirk. “Unfortunately for you two, I’m rather skilled with knives.”

“Not as skilled as myself though, just to be clear!”

You chuckle at Loki’s comment. “That’s what he tells himself to sleep better at night.”

Right after you say those words, you’re lunging at the guards, slicing your knife into one of their thighs. They hiss out in pain and you use the opportunity to grab them, placing your knife at the base of their neck. The other guard rushes you and you kick out, hitting them square in the stomach before dragging your knife across the captured guard’s neck, causing him to fall to the floor. You fall down and roll over, jumping back onto your feet before the other guard can tackle you.

Maneuvering around the guard, you swipe your leg out, tripping him up, causing him to fall to the floor. You roll onto the floor behind him and wrap your thighs around his neck, effectively cutting off his air supply. Once he’s knocked out, you get back up, wiping sweat off the top of your eyebrow. Loki is staring at you, an impressed look on his face. You stare back at him, admiring how he looks. He’s leaning against the ship, his hair disheveled with his arms crossed over his chest. The guards he fought are scattered across the floor, each one either dead or knocked out.

He walks up to you, his tall frame towering over you. “It was rather hot to see you beat up those guards.” His hand reaches down towards your face, his thumb wiping a few spots of blood off your cheek.

You close your eyes, trying to get a hold of yourself. When you reopen them, Loki is back over towards the ship, looking at you. “Ready, darling?”

Letting out a shaky breath, you will your legs to follow him onto the ship.

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A gentle shake to your shoulder wakes you up. Slowly opening your eyes, you come face to face with Loki, who’s looking down at you with a small smile on his face, his hand still resting on your shoulder. You stare at his hand and he pulls it away before clearing his throat.

“We’re almost back at Asgard.”

You nod. “How long was I out?”

“Two hours? I didn’t want to interrupt since it was the first time you looked peaceful in years.”

Getting up, you glare at him. “Has anyone ever told you how charming you are?”

“As a matter of fact, yes. Quite a few.”

“I’m shocked.” You walk to the front of the ship, taking a seat in the pilot’s chair. “This thing on autodrive?”

Loki moves to take a seat next to you. “No, I figured I’d let it go so we can crash into the nearest crater and die. Put you out of your misery.”

“Out of my misery?”

“Yes, since you so clearly hate being around me.”

Sighing, you turn the chair so you’re facing him. “Who said I hated you?”

Loki mimics you. “Nobody. I can just tell.”

“I don’t hate you.” Well, maybe a little. But, not for the reason he thought.

He raises an eyebrow. “No?” He sighs, rubbing a hand down his face. “It’s fine if you do. Most individuals I’ve encountered end up hating me.”

“Well, I’m not like most individuals.”

He smiles at that. “No, you’re most certainly not.”

Nervous, you start picking at the arm of the chair. It’s Loki, for crying out loud. The man you can’t stand. So, why is he making you feel this way?

“You almost kissed me in Sakaar. Why?”

The question leaves your mouth before you can even think about the consequences. However, Loki doesn’t seem to mind. Instead, he seems excited by the question, his eyes lit up in amusement.

“I told you. We needed to blend in.”

“We were already blending in by dancing. No one was even sparing us a second glance.”

“No? Well, maybe I just wanted to kiss you then. For my own pleasure.”

His confession spills over you like a bucket of ice water. Your body is both hot and cold, feeling too much at once.

Your mouth slightly opens as you gasp quietly. “Don’t say things you don’t mean.”

All of a sudden, Loki’s moves closer to you. Too close. You can feel his breath wash over your face as his hand slowly crawls up your arm. “I may lie quite frequently, but when it comes to you, I only tell the truth.”

With a surge of confidence, you grip the front of his leathered shirt. “Prove it to me then.”

He growls before smashing his mouth onto yours. His lips are everything you’ve ever imagined. Soft and unmistakingly yours.

“You’re mine now, darling. All mine,” he whispers into the kiss. Grabbing your waist, he pulls you onto his lap, your legs dangling off the sides of the chair. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

“I’m yours,” you manage to say, moaning when he bites down on your lower lip.

After one more kiss, he rests his forehead against yours. “You and I, darling, have a lot of catching up to do when we get back.” He runs his fingers over your thigh. “The things I’m going to do to you. You better prepare yourself.”

Gulping, you shiver at his promise. This ship couldn’t get you to Asgard fast enough. You’ll let him ruin you, from the inside-out. But, only him. Only Loki. You grin at the thought before leaning in to kiss him again.

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