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you can now find me at asgardsfinestagent. thank!!! uvu
i've moved!!
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i've moved!!
you can now find me at asgardsfinestagent. thank!!! uvu
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Ladies and gentlemen, Andrew Scott.
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Loki month : favorite loki
teen loki costume & Movie loki collaboration
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oh…. [x]
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i need the extended version of the sheriarty kiss please and thank you
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"Hufflepuffs are known to have good friends in Slytherin. Hufflepuffs are some of the few who won’t judge based on negative rumours. This means they’re the most likely to approach Slytherins and help them when in need. This makes amazingly loyal friends between the houses. Mess with a Hufflepuff, and you’ll likely find a Slytherin getting revenge for the more forgiving house."
HELL YEAH FUCKING RIGHT
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I'm so excited for concubine!tony fix :D!! could you possibly give us another excerpt??
(haha well since it probably won’t be in any shape to post for a whiiiiiile, here’s another early bit! Thank you so so much too, it’s so encouraging for people to be like, already excited about this, for some crazy reason!
Loki looked up, startled.
“I didn’t hear you come in.”
“Yeah, I’m pretty sneaky,” Tony said. He leant one shoulder against the doorframe, then winced and drew back from it. Still not used to the temperature. Just like Loki still wasn’t used to the warmth of his skin, the few times they’d touched. The very few times they’d touched. “Am I not supposed to be here?”
“You can be here,” Loki said. He glanced down at the message he was decoding from an agent in the South, and slid it under another pile of paper. “It’s my library.”
“Your personal library, or just your library in the like, I-peed-on-it-so-it’s-mine-and-i’m-the-prince-so-suck-it kind of way?”
Loki snorted. ” ‘Suck it’?”
“He laughs, look at that.” After a moment’s hesitation, Tony approached one of the shelves and examined the books. Loki watched him. Tracking the Midgardian’s profile, the line of his shoulders, the way his robes fell across his chest, before making himself turn back to his work.
“I can read these,” Tony said after a little while. “How— are they in English?”
There was something so hungry in Tony’s voice, that Loki was almost sorry to say “No, those are in a variety of languages. Mostly Jotun dialects.”
“Are you doing it?” Tony turned back to Loki. If he was disappointed about the books not being from Midgard, he wasn’t showing it. “Is your magic inside my head?”
Loki frowned. “No. It’s in the books. I thought it would be better if they could be read by you.”
“You magicked your books,” Tony said slowly. “Before I even knew this room existed?”
Loki shrugged. A gesture, he realized belatedly, that he had picked up from Tony even in such a short time. Tony caught both motion and meaning behind it, of course. He grinned.
“Huh,” he looked back at the shelves, and then at Loki’s desk. “Asgardians on Ear— Midgard. They aren’t such a big fan of, you know, us reading.”
Something Loki had heard. And not given another thought to. Why would he? Midgard was far, far away, and Asgardians would do what they liked with their lands. He shifted in his seat, uncomfortable for a moment with meeting Tony’s eyes. “Well. Many Jotnar aren’t ‘fans’ of books at all,” he said crisply. “I’d hardly bar anyone from reading. My cruellest ruling as King might be to make them pick up a book once in awhile.”
He had hoped to get a laugh out of Tony. But his concubine, this mighty gift who was supposed to be a sign of Loki’s status and might and worth, just rubbed a hand over his chin, and looked at Loki thoughtfully.
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Whether it be fanfiction, original stories, drabbles, songs, poems, books, or anything that has to do with creative words, then reblog. Let’s gather all the writers of Tumblr together.
Reblog if you love to write.
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Now this is a story all about how my life got flipped-turned outside down
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i say “fight me” a lot for a girl who is 5’7” and has a hard time opening some doors because they’re too heavy
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HOW STRAIGHT PEOPLE CHANGE CLOTHES:
HOW GAY PEOPLE CHANGE CLOTHES:
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excuse me while i cry over tiny details
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