#Awwwwwww look at his adorable smile!!!

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[newkatzkafe2023]

Ok so you don't have to do this if you don't want to and you can 100% ignore this but I gotta ask. How would the Wukongs be with a Reader S/O that is a female version of the lamb from The Cult Of The Lamb? Like such an adorable sweet little lamb girl that turns out to basically be a cult leader death god, who can and will beat demons and gods alike to death with that ever innocent smile on her face.

I LOVE THIS GAME🤩🫨🤯

(Lmk Wukong) Awwwwwww you are so cute and fluffy, he wasted no time fonding over you as you remind him of his nimbus cloud. You both hit it off as you both found each other an object of each other's interests, and you both had fun together. Then so one day when you decided to show him your big secret but then you both were suddenly attacked by another demon and Wukong was about to fight them off. The you suddenly joined in with your crown turned into a sword and switched to an Ax, which shook Wukong but not as much as how you easily. After that fight you bought Wukong to your cult as saw your alter as a lamb with blood coming out of its eyes. Wukong also finds that you being the death goddess is as awesome as it is scary😥

(MKR Wukong) Ohhhhhhhhhh man, he feels something odd about you, like you're hiding something, and he's gonna find out what it is. You were way too kind, too caring, too innocent looking, and the fact that you were patient with freaking pigsy of ALL PEOPLE. You were also ever so adorable on the outside, but their is something sinister on the inside, That when he found your cult, your well organized cult, and the crazy part is you were not only the leader, but the one they worship. The death goddess that is you!!!! when he found that you are a powerful woman who could slaughter monster with an innocent look on your face. He wonders if he can join you, and if your interested in marriage.

(HIB Wukong) He's also a bit suspicious of you but you showed nothing but kindness to both him and his children, you even go out your way to protect them and fight off monsters and other demons. Then one day he saw that the children were missing, and he was rightfully pissed knowing that you had something to do with it and was ready to tear you apart. Imagine his shock when he found you preying with Luier to an alter shaped Exactly like you and silly girl was sitting quietly Something She never did before. That's how Wukong found out about your cult to the death goddess AKA you.

(NR Wukong) Fluffy couples you both so cute together, He met and flirted with you when met you by a hardware store. You blushed a baa at him making him a purr at how cute you are, but it's not like he hasn't seen a cult before. Still imagine his surprise Pikachu face when he saw you running your cult with Corrupted teaching and magic that is not of his world at all. Wukong is not sure if he should be scared or majorly impressed with how you successfully run things, it's not often he meets a woman with authority.

(Netflix Wukong) OOOOOOOOOkkkkkkkk so he may have had been hit by cute aggression when you both first met, you were just soooooo cute and fluffy sitting on a log looking like a cloud that fell from the sky. He found himself sitting next to you shooting a few pick up lines, and Bragging about himself to you as you sat and smiled at him. You both always met in the same spot everyday sometimes with snacks as you listen to him talk but one day he was going to meet you like usual and got into an altercation with another demon Who was ridiculously strong for some reason. That's when you joined and absolutely destroyed that guy making his jaw drop that's when you finally bought him to your cult which freaked him out but he's also kinda jealous that they worship you as the death goddess.

(BMW Wukong) Ohhhhhhhhhh yeah love at first sight with him especially when he found out how deadly you actually are. You had such an innocent face looking up at him and he was smirking down thinking you were nervous around him, but oh that was not the case at all you were actually sizing him up to see if he was a good enough cult member. When he did find out you run a cult and you are actually a death goddess, their was no getting rid of him now he loves a deadly woman with authority and Deception🤤🤤🤤

(Destined one) Oh god two beings staring into each other's souls in silence, it creeps Bajie out to this day. Though the destined one immediately knew something is up with you as you had a dark aura around you despite your innocent smile and face. The Destined one found himself to be right as we demonstrated impeccable combat skills and abilities with an arsenal of weapons to beat monster and demons with. Then it definitely gets crazy when you let him to know that you run your own cult, not to mention your the death goddess which explains alot honestly. One thing's for sure the Destined one is happy to find a girl to creep peopleout with😊.

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[fluff-lover]

Autograph

Logan Howlett x fem!Reader

Summary: Logan takes you to the fair for a date.

Takes place in the universe of "Healing Touch", but can be read as a drabble. You can read the whole thing here: Masterlist

That night was date night, your favorite night of the week, when you got to hang out with Logan outside the mansion and be as disgustingly sweet as you wanted, away from prying eyes. You walked around so proudly when Logan walked by your side with his hand tucked in your back pocket. Tonight though, you had to keep your hands to yourself as much as possible: Logan took you to the fair and there were kids everywhere.

When you got there Logan wasted no time to win you a prize at one of the stands. It was easy for him to knock down all the bottles piled up, even if they were glued together, with his enhanced strength and amazing aim. He took it a bit too far when he threw the ball too hard and ended up smashing the bottles… and the back wall of the stand. At that point the guy in the stand just handed him the biggest prize to just get rid of him.

You giggled and bounced on your feet as Logan handed you a massive panda plushie. 

“There you go, angel.” He said and you leaned to kiss his cheek.

“Aren’t you sweet?” You smiled widely at the way he rolled his eyes.

“What do you wanna do next?” He asked, taking your free hand and walking away from the stand.

“How about we get on the ferris wheel and make out like horny teenagers?” You suggested only half joking.

Logan laughed and walked to get in line with you.

As you waited for your turn to get on the ride, Logan felt something tugging on his sleeve. He turned and looked down where he found a little girl looking up at him with admiration. She had ribbons in her hair and wore the most adorable pink overalls.

“Mr. Wolverine…” she asked shyly.

“Yes, bub?” He asked, a bit confused.

The girl lifted a notebook and a pink pen with a big fluffy pom pom.

“Would you please give me your autograph… please?” she asked nervously.

Logan blinked, completely surprised. You couldn’t help but smile.

“Awe, come on Logan, she said “please” twice…” you said, elbowing him gently. Logan finally snapped out of his initial shock and got down on one knee to get closer to the girl. He took her notebook and pen.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” 

“Maddie.” she said while playing with her fingers nervously. 

Logan opened the notebook and quickly signed it for her.

“There you go.” He said handing it back to her. Maddie jumped with a wide smile.

“Thank you Mr. Wolverine.” she said before running away. You spotted her family watching from afar and waiting for her. They all smiled as Maddie ran towards them.

Logan stood up and turned to you. You had the biggest grin on your face.

“Don’t…” he started.

“AWWWWWWW THAT WAS SO CUTE!” you gushed. Logan rolled his eyes a bit embarrassed, but he still had a little smile on his face.

“Yeah, yeah… When did I go from being scary to kids liking me?” He asked confused.

You took his hand and pulled him closer.

“Oh don’t worry, you’re still pretty scary, but only to bad people. Kids can tell when someone has a pure heart.”

Logan looked at you sheepishly.

“I doubt there’s anything pure about me.” he looked away. You grabbed him gently by his chin and made him turn back to you.

“...You’re a good man, Logan.” You said.

Logan’s eyes softened and pulled you away from the line.

“Where are we going?” You asked.

“To win you another prize. Do you think they have diamond rings here?”

Your heart skipped at the implications.

There were no diamond rings in the fair, but Logan did get you a very nice angel charm.

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Baby Pictures: Hazbin Hotel

Lucifer: Alright, everyone! Gather 'round! (Reaches into his inner coat pocket and pulls out a stack of various styles of pictures) I GOT BABY PICTURES!!!

Charlie: DAD!!!! NO!!!! NOT MY BABY PICTURES!!!

Lucifer: I only have a couple of you in here, Char-Char. The rest are baby pictures of everyone else!

Angel: WHAT?!?!?! You're lyin'! Lemme see! (Swipes an offered photograph from Lucifer and barks with laughter) Holy Shit!!! This is me and my sister Molly at our cousin, Vinny's, confirmation as little tykes!

Charlie: Let me see! Let me see! (Looks over Angel's shoulder and sees two little brunette 18 month Olds wearing all white and looking almost the same. The o lying difference is one has shorter hair while the other has long curls) AWWWWWWW!!!!

Lucifer: Husk? Want yours? It's sepia toned, but still distinguishable.

Husk: Burn that shit....

Lucifer: (holds up the old photograph and frowns) Are you sure? There's a nice lady holding you-

Husk: (swipes the picture and tucks it under his hat) Gimme that!.... Asshole bringing my mother into this....

Lucifer: Alastor, here, you and your weirdness... (flicks the picture of Alastor to him)

Alastor: (Catches and looks at the photo with a sentimental smile) Awww, I was adorable.

Charlie: (watches as Lucifer passes baby/family photos to the rest of the hotel inhabitants, but skipping over Vaggie) Uh.... Dad?

Lucifer: Yes, sweetie?!

Charlie: Do.... you have a picture of Vaggie?

Lucifer: Hmmm.... (flips through the few he has left in his hands) No. No Maggie in here, sweetie. I'm sorry.

Vaggie: Babe, don't worry about it. Really. I don't remember anything outside of Heaven. It wouldn't make any difference-

Lucifer: OPE!!! I LIED!!! (Digs deeper into his picket and pulls out a baby Vaggie picture) I thought I had one in here! Here ya go, kiddo!

Charlie: (takes the picture gingerly and stares in wonder at the image of a little, light brown, straight haired baby with tanned skin, sleeping in a diaper and t-shirt while sucking her thumb) ...............

Vaggie: Charlie? (Looks over Charlie's shoulder) Woof.... that's one ugly little bitch....

Charlie: (grabs Vaggie's shoulders and presses their noses together) DON'T SAY THAT!!!! THIS - (holds up the picture) -IS THE CUTEST BABY I HAVE EVER SEEN IN MY LIFE!!!!

Vaggie: (leaning away) Okay, hun. I'm sorry.

Charlie: We're making one!

Vaggie: ....Excuse you?

Charlie: (dragging Vaggie over to Lucifer, Digs around in her dad's inner pocket, and pulls out the baby potion before pulling Vaggie towards the stairs to their bedroom) YOU HEARD ME!!!!

Vaggie: (dragging her feet) Babe! Can we talk about this first?!

Lucifer: Atta Girl, Charlie!!!

[avocadish0w0]

A Christmas Fright: one of their cats run off and they end up finding them curdled up with a stray cat's kittens to help keep them warm.

Modern AU

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Grian's POV

During a peaceful snowy Christmas Eve night, the fireplace inside the cozy house crackled in unison with the soft footsteps on the dark wood floor as I called out my boyfriend for dinner, a wide smile on my face "Hey! Scar! Dinner's ready!", the soft clink of a cane echoes through the room as he walks down the stairs "Hello there, songbird." He walks up to me, placing a gentle peck on my lips, the feeling soft and warm, a contrast to the cold weather outside, "Have you seen Jellie around? Her food is already on her bowl but I haven't seen her yet..." Scar asks, concerned, the worry evident in his vibrant green eyes "Actually now that you mention, I didn't see her at all, Maui and Pearl have been sleeping near the heater in our room all day, I thought she was in the backyard..." My brows furrow, knowing how much Jellie matters to him

We spend some time looking for the cat, calling her name, for half an hour, yet, no response, or even a glimpse of her gray fur, I could see the hopelessness in Scar's eyes, and it shattered my heart, I looked out the window, the snow falling slowly, trying to come up with an idea "Hey, Scar... Wanna look outside? Maybe she's hidden somewhere because of the snow." I suggest, looking back at him, his eyes sparkling "Well, what are we waiting for?! C'mon! What if she's freezing!?" He immediately started putting on his coat and getting his shoes, I sighed and put on my scarf, putting on my boots and taking our beanies "Scar, darling, calm down, we're going to find her" I say as I cradle his face in my hands, putting his beanie on his head "Trust me." I look in his eyes, kissing him softly, earning a soft nod in response, and taking a flashlight.

I open the door, flicking the flashlight on and looking around "She might be nearby still, eyes open for any signs" I step out, Scar following close behind with some small blankets "Jellie! Baby! Are you there??" He calls out, almost making me chuckle, I walk with him on the sidewalk, out footsteps muffled by the soft crunching of the snow under us "Jellie!? Pspspspspsps!" I take off one of my gloves, snapping my fingers. We spent some minutes searching around, I was already losing the last bit of hope I had "Scar, let's go home, the snow is getting thicker..." I place my hand on his shoulder, squeezing it "But- what if she's still out there? She might be scared! Or cold! Or hurt! Or-"

'Meow'

"Babe, calm down! She's-" i paused, feeling his hand on top of mine "G, did you hear that?-"

'Meow'

I recognised that meowing from miles away, I looked at Scar, seeing him already looking at me, which confirmed that we weren't going crazy

"That's Jellie..."

"That's Jellie!"

We said at the same time, running as fast as we could not to slip, following the meows, the closer we got, more two high pitched meows joined in.

I turned in an alleyway, seeing Jellie curled up in a cardboard box "Jellie! Finally-" my gaze drifted to the two small kittens curled up next to her, maybe twins "Scar! Come see this!" I call out for him, watching him run to me, his eyes glowing under the streetlights "Did you find her- awwwwwww!!" He immediately crouched down next to the box, already going to pet Jellie and the kittens, who were surprisingly docile and shy "Griiii! Can we keep them??" He looks at me like a child at a candy store "Scar! We already have three cats!" I sigh, already knowing I'll give in and take the cats anyway "I know but look at them!" He pull me closer, the kitties were indeed adorable, I couldn't deny it "Oh my goodness, fine! We can keep them! C'mon, pick them up and I'll get Jellie" I take one of the blankets and pick Jellie up, wrapping her in the blanket and cradling her close to my chest "Next time don't give your dad a heart attack, girlie" I smirk at the cat in my arms, walking behind my boyfriend.

-

After we got home, Scar cleaned and fed the kitties by the fireplace, playing with them with some toys from Pearl, he was smiling from ear to ear, I couldn't help but stare, committing every small detail about him to memory "What are you naming them?" I ask, smiling warmly "This little missy here," he points to the female kitten in his lap "She's going to be...." He thinks for a while "Katy Bee!" He picked her up carefully, lifting her above him, making me chuckle "Katy Bee it is then, what about that troublemaker by the tree?" I point at the other kitten, a male, that was playing with one of the ornaments from the base of the tree "He looks like Finnegan." Scar nods "What do you mean? He's like, a copy paste from Katy Bee! Just male!" I laugh, Maui meowing next to me, judging the kitties, I walk to the living room, carrying two mugs of hot chocolate, handing his and sitting down on the couch, relaxing as Scar tries to defend Finnegan's name.

This was one heck of a rollercoaster... Thanks Santa...

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Oh God, I actually managed to post it in time!

Anyway, happy holidays my darlings!! Be safe wherever you are!

Lux out!!

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Morty being our favorite creepy little grandpa's boy

Him defending Rick is so sweet- I love our precious baby boy sm-

He was so kind to Rick in this episode...Rick didn't deserve it

He was so determined to save his grandpa!

The first thing he did when he tried to impress someone is brag about Rick- He's so cute

Awwwww he just wanted Rick to come with...I love our creepy little grandpa's boy

He had the chance to come with Evil Morty, Rick encouraged him to go with Evil Morty, but he still choose his grandpa....he really is a creepy little grandpa's boy and we love him for it

THE FIRST THING HE DID WHEN HE THOUGHT HE WAS GOING TO DIE IS CURL UP NEXT TO RICK AND HOLD ONTO HIS ARM! HE'S SO FUCKING ADORABLE WHAT!? ADOPTION PAPERS! LET ME ADOPT THIS CHILD! Wait fuck- Ahem. I mean I am a normal person

Nope. Nope. Nope. I'm not crying. You're crying shut up.

He always looks instantly gulity when he thinks/finds out that something he said hurt Rick....I can't....Morty you have every right to lash out!

He's instantly calmed down when he hugs Rick....I swear to god I will always protect this precious child

AWWWWWWW He just wanted Rick to be included! Look at himmmmmm. He's so adorable!

Morty you just can't be this cute- It's illegal to be this cute, the fact that this was after an arguement he had with Rick as well-

Awwwww he smiled when Rick smiled! He loves his grandpa!

HE IMMIEDATLY GOES TO HELP RICK!

I'm obssessed with the way he holds onto Rick for comfort...he's so adorable

He wants Rick to stay around forever by using anti aging serum, be there for his first house, and be there for his first drink....he's so cute AH!

In conclusion: Morty is a precious cute lil' baby who needs to be protected at all costs and is our favorite creepy little grandpa's boy and we love him for it!

[daydreamingmia]

Walker Scobell X Reader | series I you belong with me 🔱 part 25

Universal Studios 🎢 part 2 😁

You were now next in line to see the grinch. Boy he was chaotic😂

He runs over to you guy and towers over you looking you straight in the eyes

"What do you want?" He says in his iconic grinch voice

"A picture" you smile

"And what about you? Did you bring me an onion?" He asks Walker

"Yeah but I ate it in line" walker shrugs

"OH! THE AUDACITY! No picture for you just her now!" He says as he pushes Walker aside

"But I want him in the picture!" You exclaim

"Why?" He asks

"Uhh because I do" you shrug

"Alright fine. What is he your brother?" He asks with attitude

The crowd just laughs knowing he has no idea who you are

There are like a million cameras on you right now btw

"No he's my boyfriend" you laugh

"Oh...oopsie" he replies

You take a few pictures just side by side

"Wait can we do a few more?" Walker asks

"Sure!" The nice girl taking the pictures says

Walker dips you and kisses you

You didn't see the face the grinch was making but you hear his sounds

Vomiting sounds, saying "I'm gonna be sick", "this is disgusting", "MY EYES!" etc

He tapped you on the shoulder and Walker picked you back up

"Are you don't yet?" The grinch asked

"Yeah" Walker shrugs

"Good! Now get out!" He says and storms off

The last this you hear is him say

"Teenagers blah"

You and Walker almost die laughing

—

You were walking over to hogsmeade when you hear little footsteps behind you

"Do you hear that?" Walker asks as the two of you turn around and see like 15 little kids following you

"Awwwwwww they're adorable!" You smile

"Uhhhhhh what do we do?" Walker asks

"Group hug!!" You say as you open your arms wide and all the kids collapse into you

"Does this count as kidnapping?" Walker asks

"How could it? We didn't take them" you shrug

"But you're hugging them" Walker says

"What should I do? Yell at them?" You roll your eyes

"I need to find an employee and tell them" Walker says as he walks off

When he returns he sees you standing on a little step and the kids all looking up at you

"MINIONS!" You yell

"Oh no" walker sighs

"TONIGHT WE STEAL THE MOON!!" You yell and the little kids starts to cheer

"She's created an army" walker laughs

The parents show up within a few minutes

Turns out they were all from the same class! And the 13 year old girls who were in charge of them wanted to meet you so they sent the kids🤦‍♀️

—

You walk by an artist drawing another couple

It was adorable!

You didn't even say it. Walker just knew what you were thinking by looking at you.

The man finished with the couple's drawing just as you walked up

"Hi! Could you draw us?" Walker asks

"Anything for Percabeth" the man smiles

After about 30 minutes the man was done

https://pin.it/3FmhXFlLe

This is the only pic I could find. Sorry! My stupid phone wouldn't let me upload it😭

"Do you like it?" The artist asks

"I love it! It's amazing!" You smile

—

It was now nighttime and the Hogwarts castle light show is about to happen

The show was projected onto the castle!

The evil spells!

The dark mark!

Everything!

IT. WAS. AMAZING!!

But by the time you guys leave you are exhausted from your long day

"Are you alright?" Walker asks sweetly

"No. I'm tired. My feet hurt. And I'm hungry." You whine

"Here hop on" he says standing in front of you so you can jump on his back

"No I can't. You're probably tired too!" You yawn

"I'm fine trust me! Jump on!" He replies

You jump in his back and he proceeds down to the exit

"You're the best! I love you!" You say as you tuck your face into his neck

"I love you more" he replies sweetly

That was the last thing you remember as you drift off to sleep

—

"Can I get two double-double cheeseburgers, a large chocolate and a large strawberry shake and 3 fries animal style" you hear Walker say

"Will that be all?" You hear a muffled voice

"Yes thank you" walker replies

"Okay please pull up to the window" the voice says again

"Thank you" Walker replies

Awwwwww he's getting you food because you said you're hungry!🥹

He grabs the food and puts it down next to him

"Princess wake up" he whispers to you sweetly

"Hm" you mumble

"Are you hungry? I got food" he whispers again

You smile and sit up

"You're literally the man of my dreams" you kiss him

"And you're the girl of mine" he smiles at you

"Now gimme that milkshake" you snatch it from him

A/n: I'M SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO SORRY!! PLEASE DON'T BE MAD AT ME!😭 THIS IS SO LATE AND I'M HORRIBLE😭 I LOVE YOU ALL SOOOOOOO MUCH!! DON'T THINK I DON'T BECAUSE I TOOK 500 MILLION YEARS TO UPDATE😭 I LOVE YOU ALL SOOOOOOOO MUCH!! IF YOU LIKED THIS CHAPTER PLEASE VOTE, COMMENT, AND SHARE!! AGAIN I'M SOOOOOO SORRY!! I LOVE YOU ALL!!💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💗💞💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💞💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💗💗💗💞💞💞💗💗💗💗💗💗💞💗💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💗💞💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💞💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💗💗💗💞💞💞💗💗💗💗💗💗💞💗💗💞💗💞💗💗💞💗💞💗💗💗💞💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💞💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💞💗💗💗💗💗💞💞💞💗💗💗💗💗💗💞💗💗💞💗💞💗

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[j-restlessgeek]

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh my Käärijä boyfriend dex cards arrived aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawhhhhhh

Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee, so fast, didn't think they would arrive this fast 👀👀👀👀. Amazing

Putting my further screaming under the cut, also in case you don't want the cards spoiled :3

Heeeeehehehehehehehe häärij äss. And pikachu awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww 😭😭😭😭😭😭 this is like so cute look at all the colours the shapes, i am just gonna go sobbing

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww spicy 👀👀👀👀👀. And chickens, loooooooove the colours and shading, the background is so nice too 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

MAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII NOTHING JUST MATTI I LOVE MATTI 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻😻💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛 matti 🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹🥹

Oh this ate, the shapes and colours, yeah i wanna eat this card 🍽️🍽️🍽️🍽️🍽️. So detailed 👀👀👀. So cooooooooooooool. The colours are really so neat and i wanna bite. Love the shape of the hards 👀👀👀🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰

Awwwwwwwwwwwwwww Nace has a card too 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 awwwwwww his attack is so cuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuute i am sobbing, loooooooooooooooooooove the eyes 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰 so pretty, the turtles on his shirt and in the background awwwwwwwwww. A butterfly too 😻😻😻😻😻😻😻. Awwwww he is so happy being first 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰.

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I love this so much and I am going to squeal over them now 🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛💛.

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[spid3rpunksimp]

Hobie x fem reader and them going to park together? :) feel free to ignore

Y'ALL I'M GONNA CRY THAT'S ADORABLE!

Masterlist

Hobie x fem! reader

Little moments

Walking by Hobie, you looked around you, taking in the scenery. Everything was so beautiful in the evening whenever everyone was going inside and eating dinner, leaving the two of you practically alone. You looked over to the side and saw the children's climbing frame, looking at the sign that said 'ONLY for children BETWEEN the ages of 2-12'

You let go of Hobie's arm and ran over to it, sitting on the swing and pushing off of the ground to begin swinging as you looked over to Hobie who was looking at you curiously before understanding what was going on. "Oh ho ho. Breaking the rules. I like it!" he said to you in a playful tone, knowing it wasn't against the law but still something funny to play around with you about. He then proceeded to run over to the roundabout like a little child and spun it before sitting on its floor facing the outside of it.

Watching him, you went over and jumped on, standing in the middle and closing your eyes. Eventually the spinning playground equipment came to a stop and you both got off of it, giving yourself a second to allow your head to stop spinning.

Whenever your mind was back into the place it normally was you looked over to Hobie and smacked him on the arm. "TAG! You're it!" you yelled as you began to run away from him, him almost immediately running after you. "Oh you're fucking on!" he yelled as he chased you around the entire play set, through tunnels attached to the ground, down slides and up them, and around the entire place itself before you got to tired to continue running and slowly came to a stop as he over ran, passing you, only to come back running over to you only to grab you into a hug as he stopped.

You rapped your legs around him as you both laughed and tried to catch your breath. "tag." Hobie quietly said to you as you continued to catch your breath, him being fine now because of how much his job requires exercise. You let out a chuckle as you two met in the middle to share a kiss.

"You truly are a child at heart ain't ya, love." Hobie said looking into your eyes as you simply gave him a smile in response.

Hobie set you down after a few more moments and as you grabbed his hand you two where met the the loudest "AWWWWWWW" you two had ever heard and you spun around to see a teenage girl look at the both of you. She looked around 14 but still. "That. Was. SO CUTE!" the girl said as she ran off after hearing her mom yell for her to come eat dinner. You and Hobie simply looking at one another again before giggling and beginning to walk home.

I don't know if this is exactly how you say it but I just thought that this sounded cute. Thank you for the request!

[safetycar-restart]

Sidenote: showing Charles those pictures and his new life goal becomes to pet a fluffy cow.

AWWWWWWW ☹️☹️ can you just imagine charles and his fluffy hair with his glasses and a soft, fluffy white sweater, matching pants (like pjs!) and fuzzy socks and just going to bed like that ☹️ cutest fluffiest moo moo boy 😕

NO WAIT THIS IS SO SOFT

(I took a break to make dinner and shower, ended up with several bandaids and split honey ALL over the kitchen counter that took ages to clean so uh... soft vibes everyone. Please.)

Anyway, Charles is just the softest little cow boy!!! With his adorable soft PJs and his glasses and fluffy hair 😭

When you first start dating him, he wears just a pair of boxers to bed and lounges around in just grey sweatpants and a soft white or black shirt, never wearing his glasses either and hiding his stuffies and just trying to be as cool and 'laid back' looking as he possibly can. Cause he wants you to like him!!!! He doesn't want you to think he's weird or anything.

But then a few months pass and instead of that, he's sleeping in oversized shirts and soft but very bright sweaters and wearing fluffy white sweaters and pants around the house. He wears his glasses and has his hair unstyled and he's just so cosy!!! He loves all things bright and soft and fluffy!!!

And then he starts to show you his stuffy collection and then he's just even cosier!! Wondering around in his soft clothes and messy hair with one of his stuffies under his arm, giving you the softest smile and padding up to you for hugs, keeping the stuffy between the two of you.

[astheskycries]

Sweet friend! Happy hoelidays! ❄️ Here's a small gift for you! ❤️

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You eased off your rolling pin as you caught Frank sneaking another cookie from the corner of your eye.

"Hey!" you hip checked him, getting a surprised grunt out of him as he nearly spit out the cookie he so stealthily stole.

Giggling, you pointed an accusatory finger his way. "Stop stealing them all or there won't be any left for Mary and Roberta."

Frank just hmphed at you as he finished chewing his confectionery contraband.

You returned to rolling out the next batch of cookie dough, grinning as you teased, "Cranky Franky has a sweet tooth! Who would have guessed?"

He just rolled his eyes at you, moving to stand beside you at the counter, folding his arms over his chest as he leaned back and watched you work.

Feeling mischievous still, you dipped your finger in a nearby container of frosting, painting it across your lips before leaning close and batting your eyelashes at him. "Want a taste?"

Frank blinked at you, and then he was yanking you close by your hips and kissing the frosting off of your lips before his tongue was sharing the flavor with your own. When he finally pulled away, you blinked up at him owlishly.

That's when he finally cracked a grin.

Tickling your sides and laughing as you squealed, Frank called you, "Trouble," with that tender look in his eye before pulling you close and kissing you all over again.

Awwwwwww Siri!!! This is so adorable, I absolutely adore this!! I keep rereading it and smiling at the cuteness and softness of Frank, this is so cute. Thank you for sending me such a sweet and adorable Drabble!!!!

[darkmatter-nebula]

Colli goes to Comic Con

Greetings! Thank you for the request!

I apologize for not writing it earlier, my dear anon. As so often, I had a very eventful day.

Drabble: The Most Inseparable Pair Of Brothers At The ComicCon

It was a sunny day in Gravesfield as the most inseparable pair of brothers, a certain young Grimwalker and a certain small starboy with otherwordly fluffy lavender hair and a heart of gold, were at the ComicCon.

Colli was dressed as Spiderman and Hunter was dressed as Captain America. Colli didn't wear a mask, though. The kindhearted eternal little boy had a bright smile on his adorable multi-colored face as he was floating next to his beloved big brother.

Hunter held protectively Colli's small hand. The blonde boy's fingers were intertwined with Colli's. Colli's sheer cuteness attracted a lot of attention. "Awwwwwww, look at him!" A woman, who was dressed as Mystique, was quietly cooing.

"He is my little brother." Hunter chimed in proudly. The former Golden Guard wrapped his arms around Colli and cuddled him close to his chest. The immortal celestial boy visibly enjoyed as Hunter kissed lovingly his freckled cheek.

The End

[the-silver-peahen-residence]

An Short Fluffy Drabble where Shadow the Hedgehog accidentally calls Clyde "mom" in front of Miyuki, please? ^^

((Hi anon dear, hope your well this evening. You wanna have a short fluffy drabble with these two and the little baby? Sure, I can try to write something.))

Silver butterfly mun/Peahen mom

"I see you were speaking the truth of the little one. He looks so cute." Miyu smiled seeing Clyde cleaning Shadow's cheek as he was eating some of his food. For a hedgehog he was a messy eater but she didn't mind that.

"I guess but I'm enjoying every moment taking care of him." she smiled to her son while seeing Shadow keeping still.

He was having his eyes closed but he lets her do just that while she pulls back seeing him clean. "Alright, you can continue eating shadow." she said to stand while Shadow blinks to look at her.

"I will. Thank you mom." he said eating again but as he said that, Clyde stops to quickly look at him but her eyes were wide and face pink. Wait, what did he-

"Awwwwwww, he called you mom!!" Miyuki giggles finding it adorable that Clyde had hearts over her head too shocked to speak.

'Damn it! He's too fucking precious!' she screams in her head while seeing her 'son' eating his lunch and feeling Miyu smiling and hugging her since it was adorable.

[theshotsheardacrossworlds]

Sorry for bullying Esme with this one. This is for the just the four of us au. How would Aymeric and Haurchefant react if Esme lost pie,but they don't know who pie is and they assume she wanted to the food. Esme is crying till Agni and Estinien come with Minion pie. I hope you have a lovely day and your gposes are amazing

(Awwwwwww ty <3)

"PIE!" Esme cried, her little fists balled at her sides. "I WANT MY PIE!"

Pie? Does she want a pie? A slice of pie? Aymeric thought as he exchanged a look with Haurchefant on how to deal with a very rare Esme meltdown. I don't even think she's had a meltdown before. She usually takes after our beloved wife in this way, but alas... "Esme, we can get you some pie. What kind?"

"Yes, sweet child. Tell us what kind of pie you want." Haurchefant asked kindly, now kneeling to be somewhat at her height.

But Esme continued to cry. "PIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

Haurchefant glanced up at Aymeric. "I don't think it matters what kind of pie, my love. I believe there's still some snurlberry pie in the icebox. Pray cut a slice and bring it here."

ON IT! Aymeric dashed to the kitchen and within a minute, he returned with a small slice of snurlberry pie. "Here you are, Esme." He placed the plate on the coffee table, smiling at Esme.

Esme cried more.

"Little one, is this not the pie you wanted?" Haurchefant inquired, pulling her into a hug. "It's alright. We can--"

"Hmph. Clearly you two need to be brought up to date." Estinien huffed with a very VERY pregnant Agnes beside him giggling. "Pie is--"

"PIE!!!!" Esme squealed and ran to her mother, who was holding the mammet in her arms. "PIE! PIE! PIE!"

Agnes handed Pie to Esme, who hugged the purring mammet. "Pie is a wind-up black cat. A gift from Vrtra since a certain someone doesn't want pets in the house." She elbowed Estinien, who rolled his eyes. "We had to take Pie to get some maintenance done, that's all. Are you happy Pie is back, my little love?"

Esme nodded and proceeded to run to her room as Pie followed, meowing happily.

"You could have told us, dearest." Aymeric chuckled. "We thought she wanted some pie."

Agnes laughed and quickly grabbed the slice of pie. "Then I'll just take it and make sure it doesn't go to waste." After she sat on the couch, she looked at her husbands and POUTED?!?!? SHE IS POUTING AT US?!!? "Won't someone please come sit with me?"

Haurchefant (as always) was first to be with Agnes on the couch, followed closely by Estinien, and then Aymeric next to Haurchefant. "Darling wife, as if we could refuse your--"

"Adorable fucking pout." Estinien smirked.

Tis true. We cannot refuse her. Not ever.

[littledark11]

“Just put him in the trunk,” Loki chided for the fourth time. “Oh pish, Laufeyson” Steve snapped. “The man could have a spinal injury.”

Loki threw up his hands in resignation.

Yeah we're going to murder him I mean what?

Ye Olde Fighting Cocks,” Thor read as the swinging pub sign grew closer. He laughed to himself, slapping his knee and almost hitting his face on the rebound. “Just like us, brother.”

I mean I would be excited three men who are really buffed we're in a cabin with me.

“As your ‘girlfriend’?” you questioned. A smile twitched. Was this really happening? Your heart was thundering.

“No, Madam” Loki scoffed playfully. “My consort of course.”

That should have been me!!

his head. “You have two more days here. We are going to the spa.”

"The spa?” Loki spat incredulously. “Without me?!”

NOOOOOO! I want to see him naked and I'm proud of that

His hands cupped your face, fingertips pressing into your hair while his tongue cautiously caressed against your own. It was pure fire, twisting and scorching the path of troubles behind you.

Oh God I can feel it what do you do to be woman???

I was hoping you couldn’t hear them,” Loki sighed.

‘Damn you and your heavy breathing, Rogers’ Thor chided behind the peeling wodod.

Damn! Boys no shame! Is it wrong I can't tell if they're a fucking or spying?

Tell them about the fire,” Steve whispered shyly. Thor’s eyes lit up.

“So were the two of you like...monitoring us?” you asked, glancing at Loki who was blushing faintly.

“Of course!” Thor boomed. “The two of you were the true field operation. Well, in a roundabout sort of way.”

I just love how Thor and Steve look at each other it's so cute also it's so adorable how they're trying to get them back together boys bravo!

A gift, it read.

Love you Little Brother,

Thor :) xx x

AWWWWWWW! THAT'S THE SWEETEST THING IS BROTHER EVER DID!!!!

You had lain tangled in each others arms, fingers grazing on skin between giggles and dozing and long conversations. And sex. Lots of sex.

Jesus Christ they really did had some catching up to do

I missed you,” you slurred while your fingers knotted through his hair. Water hit Loki’s back as he pushed you further against the wall with a rapturous kiss, wandering hands massaging the spill of your breasts.

“I missed me too,” he breathed bitterly against your cheek. A finger trailed along his jaw, tipping Loki’s chin to face you.

Oh my god look he's always cheeky he's our man

“After,” he gasped, before Loki Laufeyson turned to writhing slut-drunk pleasure beneath your touch

I did not know I needed that sentence in my life but I do know thank you.

"I always was,” he whispered lovingly against the skin.

And you believed him.

My heart!! They got back together finally

Oh my God thank you for writing this I can't believe this is already the last chapter it felt so intense it didn't help that we kill the guy I mean? But nevertheless thank you I love this so much.

Harvest: The Lakes [Loki x Reader]

The Lakes Masterlist / Regular Masterlist Summary: (7) Fresh off Loki's revelation, its time to save Colin Robertson. Oh...and some other things too, I guess. Warnings: Minors DNI. Ex-Loki (?) Language. Mild angst. Plans and smug rehashing of plans. Soft smut. Domestic fluff. Sassy Satchel. (w/c 6.2k) Recommended Folklore Track: Invisible String

Despite protestations, Steve had set up a perimeter and concocted a list of bird-themed call-signs. He walked thirty meters ahead of you and Loki.

Every ten paces, the captain spun in a shifty circle and beckoned you on. “Oh, for goodness sake,” Loki grumbled as he re-hoisted a limp Colin Robertson across his shoulders. The man was drooling on him.

Thor brought up the rear of the rudimentary formation, ambling at the back with his hands in his pockets. The hat was still drawn low over his brow. “He feels awful,” you muttered. “As he should,” Loki said stiffly. “Thanks to him, this mortal finds himself at the mercy of another of his cunning plans. A perilous state indeed.” “You care,” you mumbled with a gentle smile. Loki narrowed his eyes playfully. “I shall have to dial it back a little, lest I become soft.” “Not much chance of that,” you whispered to yourself. Out the corner of your eye, you saw Loki smile.

From ahead, Steve released a strangled caw.

“What one’s that?” Loki drawled. The tap of Colin’s dead-weight hand sounded against his back with every step.

You frowned, looking around. “People? Aircraft? I can’t remember.” “The car.” Loki said flatly, pointing to a bright blue blob in the distance. From behind them, a crunch of running footsteps approached. “Almost time for the commencement of the plan, brother.” “It’s a terrible plan.” Loki snipped. Thor rolled his eyes. “Ye of little faith,” he rumbled confidently. Ten minutes later, the five of you hung in various stages inside and outside the Fiat 500. Rogers had pushed the front seat as far forward as it would go, climbing in to the back. Loki was positioned already behind the passenger side, crammed against the wall. “Just put him in the trunk,” Loki chided for the fourth time. “Oh pish, Laufeyson” Steve snapped. “The man could have a spinal injury.” Loki threw up his hands in resignation.

You leant against the bonnet, one of Colin’s arms draped over your shoulder. The other hung around Thor. The man drooped between you like a scarecrow. “Places,” Steve announced confidently before his face lowered and he sidestepped into the Fiat backseat. All you heard were huffs from Loki as Rogers shuffled into the middle. It was going to be tight. You and Thor moved forwards, ignoring the sad drag of Colin’s walking boots on the dirt track. With a little manoeuvring, the hiker was deposited in the back seat. His face smooshed against the window, faint clouds of condensation forming on the glass.

“God, I wish I had my phone.” you murmured to Thor as you drank in the absurd sight. Loki was staring pointedly out the window, shoulders scrunched to take up as little space as possible. Rogers face had flushed, hoiking the unconscious man further on his side.

Thor chuckled, gripping the open door. He leant towards you conspiratorially. “Gird thy loins, sister” he hummed. You grimaced. The passenger seat was as far forward as it could go, with Thor’s knees drawn up to his chest.

You sighed as you slid into the drivers side. The muscled pressure of Loki’s legs protruded through the back of your seat. You cleared your throat, fiddling with the radio. “You do realise, that if the police stop us then we’re up shit-” “-crud,” Steve cut. “-crud creek without a paddle?” Loki snorted with genuine laughter. You bit your lip, realising that just maybe everything was going to be alright. And not just for Colin. “Onward!” Thor boomed. Everyone groaned, covering their ears.

You drove cautiously through winding one track lanes. The hedgerows were in full autumnal blossom now. Gold and burnt orange foliage simmered in speckled sunlight. In the back seat, Colin was stirring. “We don’t have much time,” Steve’s worried voice chimed. He stroked Colin’s cheek. “It’s alright, pal. We’ll get ya where you’re going.” In the rear-view mirror, you saw Loki throw him an incredulous scowl.

“Ye Olde Fighting Cocks,” Thor read as the swinging pub sign grew closer. He laughed to himself, slapping his knee and almost hitting his face on the rebound. “Just like us, brother.” In the back seat, Loki scoffed. “Let’s just get this over with,” he muttered. You pulled into the carpark. It was busier than you would like. “Okay, just like we talked about,” Steve started. “Thor – you commandeer a table outside. Away from any hubbub. Agent, you’re on drinks duty. Loki and I will position Mr Robertson and get the heck outta there.” Everyone mumbled agreement. It wasn’t perfect, but it was visible. And it beat leaving him on a hillside. Thor pulled his hat down, stuffing errant strands of sandy hair inside. He produced a pair of chunky sunglasses from the glovebox.

“Avengers…” he began with gravitas.

“Don’t.” Steve snapped.

As it transpired, the only hubbub in the beer-garden was an old man stubbing out a cigarette by the entrance. He narrowed his eyes suspiciously as Thor’s bobble hat poked over the hedge. You quickly made yourself scarce, walking inside the tavern and collecting as many glasses as you could covertly carry.

Sidling between tables of chattering locals, you squinted out a passing window. Thor was leaning awkwardly against a picnic bench. You saw a flash of movement in the bushes behind him as Steve and Loki emerged, shuffling forward in a squat position. Colin dragged between them. They hoisted him to sit at the table, flipping his legs over the bench. He slumped forwards. The last thing you saw was Thor attempting to prop a fist under his chin. He failed Sliding out the front door, you made your way quickly over to the scene and plopped seven glasses on the surface. “Let’s go,” you said. “Where is the ale?” Thor said, face falling. “We’re not staying, buffoon” Loki scathed as the four of you made your way quickly back to the car. “That defeats the entire purpose.” Thor pouted all the way home.

You had walked ahead from the driveway to the cottage door with your heart in your mouth. It had been a tense ride.

All you could hear behind you was Loki’s hushed overtones requesting privacy from the others.

Noting the tremble in your hands, you unlocked and walked inside. Keep it together, you chided as you slipped into the kitchen and sat at the table, fidgeting. The front door opened. It closed with a creak and a thunk. You tried to steady your breaths as Loki hung up his jacket before rounding the corner, smoothing his hair while he looked at the floor. Suddenly your fingernails became very interesting.

His towering figure occupied your periphery, hovering before he sat in the opposite chair. Looking up, your eyes met his. You offered a weak smile. Loki cleared his throat.

The chair leg squeaked. "I want to be myself. My core self. The one that swells in my roots, I suppose you would say." he said abruptly. The words were quick and cold. "That's what I was attempting to convey... back on the hill."

He seemed nervous. You didn't think you'd ever seen Loki nervous. It made you nervous. He cleared his throat again, features softening. “What I have come to realise” he continued carefully, brushing crumbs from the tablecloth, “is that being with you...I often felt like that boy at the cabin.” He looked at you, tilting his head. His mind was a million miles away, but somehow – it was the closest you had ever been to him. “Except I didn’t know what it was,” he continued wistfully.

“I felt safe. Free. It felt...strange. I fought against it, with my arrogance and my selfishness. Like a dog in a trap, I fought against it with the only tools I had.” You looked down at your hands again, heart sinking. “A trap?”

Loki sighed. “I cannot pertain to the logic. Only my feelings. It was self-preservation. Or so I thought.” “It sounds like self-sabotage to me,” you murmured gently, pressing your thumb into your palm. “Yes.” was all Loki said.

After a few moments he stood.

You braced as he took a step forwards, sinking slowly to sit on his haunches. Your gaze swung to his thighs, thick and straining against the creases of his trousers. “I can’t promise I’ll be perfect,” he murmured. There was a pause while the weight of his considerations hung in the air. “But for you, I would do anything in my power. You know that, don’t you?” Tears began to prick your eyes. You swallowed, words coming out as a tremble. “I never wanted you to be perfect, Loki. I only wanted to feel like we were equals.” Loki slipped his fingers into your open palm. “I know that feeling,” he crooned sadly, drawing your hand down. He stroked the skin, looking at it like it might evaporate in his hold.

A gentle press of his lips warmed your wrist. “Am I being presumptuous that you might consider a fresh start between us?” he said tentatively, raising his gaze to meet yours through a dark fan of lashes. “As your ‘girlfriend’?” you questioned. A smile twitched. Was this really happening? Your heart was thundering. “No, Madam” Loki scoffed playfully. “My consort of course.” Your smile grew wider. Loki pursed his lips, brows rising in expectation as he ran his nervous stare over your features. You bit your lip, searching his eyes for any hint of insincerity. But there was none. And somehow, you knew there wouldn’t be.

The hand not being held by his slid up the curve of his jaw. You lowered, pausing by his parted lips. The god’s breath hitched.

“Loki,” you pleaded, no more than a whisper.

His name held weight when you said it like that.

In an instant, Loki closed the space between you, his mouth fastening to yours with a gasp.

Without breaking the kiss he rose, pulling you with him.

His hands cupped your face, fingertips pressing into your hair while his tongue cautiously caressed against your own. It was pure fire, twisting and scorching the path of troubles behind you.

Your knees caught against the chair as he tried to walk you backwards, making you both stumble.

He broke, panting. “Apologies,” he muttered, catching his breath as his large hand centred on your back.

You looped your arms around his neck, memorising the look of abject relief in his eyes. Kissing him softly, you caught his bottom lip between your teeth. Loki’s eyes narrowed, a subconscious thrust of his hips against your stomach making your vision blur. “We should probably let them in now,” you said ruefully, glancing sideways to the closed door. “I was hoping you couldn’t hear them,” Loki sighed. ‘Damn you and your heavy breathing, Rogers’ Thor chided behind the peeling wood. Loki reached for the handle, a quick turn and release causing Steve and his brother to sprawl forwards face-first to the linoleum.

Rogers sat up quickly, brushing himself down as his guilty eyes swung between you. “It was his idea,” he said as he nodded to Thor. “How very dare you,” Thor boomed. “The God of Thunder does not sneak.” “Ain’t that the truth,” Steve snapped.

The two of them stood, awkwardly picking at their clothes. Around the same time, their eyes fell on the space between you and Loki. Thor’s arm shot out, the back of his hand slapping against Steve’s chest.

Their gazes widened in sync. “Holding...hands?” Thor gasped. He and Steve gaped at one another. Suddenly the entire kitchen became a hive of screeches as the two men grasped on to the others biceps, jumping in a circle.

You started to laugh, hearing Loki’s embarrassed chuckle beside you. “Why are they so happy?” you murmured to him. Loki shook his head. “My brother had a cunning plan, you see” he said as he raised your interlinked fingers with a knowing smile. “Hold up,” Steve interjected. His serious face was back. “I gotta take some credit considering it was my idea, Odinson.”

Thor laughed mirthlessly, throwing his head back with a shake of his hair. “I think not, Rogers. If anything your contributions were the seasoning.” “Seasoning?”” Steve balked. “It was my idea to get them up here in the first place.” Thor released a grimacing smile. He patted Steve on the back. “Perhaps now is not the time,” he muttered as covertly as a fart in an elevator.

You yelped as Loki sat at the dining table, pulling you onto his lap. “No, I think now is most definitely the time” he purred as he linked his fingers around your stomach. You’d forgotten how solid his thighs were. Almost. Steve’s cheeks flushed. “Well, uh…you see, it started way back when uh-” “-Well,” Thor interrupted. “Apologies, Rogers – but the tale requires gravitas.” Steve rolled his eyes, as the god continued. “Around two months ago when your incessant moods had reached peak insufferability, I invoked Rogers aid in a minor detail of the piece-”

“-I bought this place,” Steve butted sharply. “Well, Stark did.” You and Loki looked at each other, frowning. “We figured you guys needed to get away somewhere neutral. Something official to force your hand. Back to basics, somewhere Laufeyson could be pushed out of his comfort zone with a range of activities he felt were-” “-Beneath you, brother” Thor quipped smugly. “And in tandem with my cunning plan, it was fool-proof.”

The two of them folded their arms, their facial expressions hinting that they had explained everything. “Yes? And?” Loki probed lazily. The breath from his words flooded your ear, lips ghosting the shell. You wondered if he was listening. He placed an absent-minded kiss at the tip of your cheekbone, nuzzling gently. “From there it was quite simple, really- for a fellow like myself” Thor postured, looping his thumbs through his belt.

Loki rolled his eyes as his brother’s smug voice boomed around the kitchen. “One of the many times you fell asleep on my sofa after a night of ale and moaning about blowing it with this one” Thor thumbed to you; “you were mumbling about the cabin.” “I was?” Loki asked. Thor nodded. “And it made me ponder what you were like back then. The same, but different. Not as much of a little shit. I thought it was time you needed a more targeted reminder – for all our sakes. In a place like this, a place like the cabin. Kind of.”

You felt Loki inhale sharply, priming a barb. But he let it go. You felt the tension melt against your back as his hands clasped tighter in your lap. “Oh brother, I thought you’d really arsed it up with that stunt on our second evening” Thor chuckled, nudging Steve in the ribs.

“But your denial was rather a boon, Agent. A catalyst which timed well with Rogers and myself's light exploration of his foils earlier that night. Commendations, sister, for resisting my brother’s seductions. His cock is a wily adversary, I am sure.” You smirked as Loki’s inaudible laughter pulsed against your back. You’d missed this. “Tell them about the fire,” Steve whispered shyly. Thor’s eyes lit up.

“Ah, well...Rogers here had the rather genius idea of luring you both to the fireside. Nothing fans the flames like...well, flames. My brother has always been a lush for elemental theatrics.” Steve beamed with pride while your eyebrows rose. “And destroying my room and all my stuff was…?” The question lingered as Thor shuffled awkwardly. “Collateral damage, sister. We needed you out of that bedroom. I may have slightly overdone it.” “We thought you were ready,” Steve added. “I signalled with the flashlight when I thought the ol’ heart-to-heart had done the business and then…”

He and Thor nodded sagely to each other. “So were the two of you like...monitoring us?” you asked, glancing at Loki who was blushing faintly. “Of course!” Thor boomed. “The two of you were the true field operation. Well, in a roundabout sort of way.” Loki burrowed his face in the curve of your neck, a smile spreading against the skin. “What about the two of you?” Loki purred, resting his chin on your shoulder. “All smoke and mirrors like the rest?” Thor flapped his hand in the air as Steve bristled. “You need not know the details, brother.” he blustered. “What matters in that you stayed in that room. With her.” Steve’s face was a deep shade of crimson. “It had to be realistic,” he muttered, scuffing his shoe on the floor. “We got ya!” he added weakly. “So is what he’s saying...true?” you asked Loki. “Did it work?” Loki chuckled, bouncing one leg as he considered his answer. You jiggled, gripping his bicep for balance. He shot the men standing shoulder-to-shoulder above him a sharp glare.

“From the wreckage of my brother’s tenuous plot I did scavenge a solitary golden thread of wisdom, yes.” Thor released one of his arms from the fold, pointing a fist to the captain. Steve shook it. “I owe you ten bucks, Odinson” he said ruefully. “You owe me more than that, Rogers.” Thor winked. Steve cast an anxious glance to you and Loki, acknowledging your bemused smiles with a curt nod. He cleared his throat. “Time for us to make tracks,” he said.

You frowned. “But Steve, we have like... two more days here.” Thor laughed, doubling over. Rogers shook his head. “You have two more days here. We are going to the spa.” “The spa?” Loki spat incredulously. “Without me?!”

Thor shrugged. “If you wish to join Rogers and I for an ‘erbal wrap and sauna privileges you are most welcome to brother.” He tracked his gaze to you, sitting on Loki’s lap. “But something tells me you’d rather stay here,” he added softly.

Loki’s face burrowed into your neck again, nose grazing your collarbone. “Quite,” he murmured. It was meant only for you. In the following twenty minutes the blondes made quick work of packing their belongings. You helped Thor locate his various nick-knacks, strewn clothes and hair mousses; passing each of them in turn as he leant his bodyweight on a second suitcase.

The captain’s bags were stacked neatly in the corner. He was frowning at the tower. “I feel like I’m forgetting something,” he murmured, stroking his chin.

“The crisper,” you said, trying not to laugh. Steve’s cheeks flushed as your eyes fell involuntarily to his butt. “Been enjoying the freedom, Cap?” you giggled, tossing another bottle to Thor.

When the last suitcase had been stuffed into the beleaguered Fiat, the blondes returned inside. You and Loki had stood at the doorway of the cottage, watching them. It was meditative. Winding curls of burnt orange ivy rustled in the air. There was no rush.

You turned your face, brushing your cheek against the wool of Loki’s jumper. He rested his chin on your head.

As they approached, you pulled away from the god and let your fingers trail longingly over his stomach as you sank back to the hallway. Loki winked, a small smile flirting at his lip. The warmth flooding your skin could be magic, you were sure. But something told you it wasn’t.

Thor tugged the sides of his jacket. “I take it this highly successful endeavour means that you will be of more pleasant humour to everyone then,” he chuckled.

“Regrettably, for the foreseeable future I shall be targeting my efforts of self-improvement to our darling Agent, here.” Loki purred, zipping his brother’s jacket up over his mouth. “I’m sure you understand it’s a process.” “Just consider me your spiritual Sherpa, brother-” Thor continued un-phased against the muffler. “And Rogers too, to a lesser extent.” “The day I consider that, is the day I may be claimed by the sanatorium, brother” Loki smiled dryly.

“So you’re still gonna be a boob to the rest of us? That wasn't part of the deal,” Steve whined, releasing a low whistle of discontent. Loki shrugged. “Apologies, gentleman.” he smarmed, resting a hand on each of their shoulders. He tipped forward earnestly. “Although when it comes to mocking you both; I will do my utmost not to pick up the gauntlets of temptation you throw so effortlessly down.” The three of them looked between each other.

“Excellent!” Steve chirped, shuffling sideways between you and Loki. You followed as he rounded the corner to the kitchen. Making immediately for the fridge, the captain un-balled a Tesco carrier bag from his pocket. Leaning against the door-frame, you watched as Captain America gingerly slid open the crisper. His lips pursed, pressing inward. It was all you could do not to fall to the floor. He reached in, carefully picking out each pair of underwear and slipping them into the plastic bag.

“I can see you,” he grit, throwing a knowing look over his shoulder. “And I would appreciate if the events of this trip stayed between the four of us.”

“Come, Rogers!” Thor boomed as he snuck up behind you, drawing you into a bear hug. You thrashed against his chest, before sinking with a relenting sigh into his hold. “Sister,” he whispered gruffly through a smile as Steve bustled past to the car. “I couldn’t be happier for you both.”

Loki gave a final wave as his brother and Rogers drove away down the rickety path. Thor’s hair whipped around his temples, the window fully rolled down and his head sticking out. Loki smiled, chortling softly as he closed the door.

In the kitchen, he could hear mugs clinking.

He straightened the front of his jumper, tucking his hair behind his ears. “Right…” he breathed quietly. Loki paced cautiously into the kitchen, memorising the way the low amber sunlight bathed your skin.

A goddess, he thought. “My goddess,” he said.

You turned, surprise peaking your brows before you smiled. “Hey,” you murmured shyly. It made his stomach flip. Wiping your hands on the dishcloth, you turned. Without stopping to think, Loki strode forward and kissed you.

He didn’t want to think anymore. Not today. His tongue slipped easily between your lips, the only sound the careful wax and wane of delicate skin and the melody of gentle moans. His fingers curled around the counter-lip, caging your body as your hands slid up his sweater, tugging. There was a quiet groan as you pulled away, sucking his bottom lip between your teeth.

“I’m going to take a shower,” you said. There was a look in your eye Loki thought he would never see again. His stomach did another turn. “Oh. Of course,” he muttered politely, standing back. Fingers slid down the chunky knit of his arm, grazing over his hand. They toyed with his own as you began to walk to the door, throwing a seductive glance back over your shoulder. “Come with me?” Loki’s breath hitched. “I’ll be right behind you,” he murmured. He was sure the tremor of his racing heart could be heard in his voice. “I’d prefer face-to-face,” you winked before disappearing into the hall. Loki’s mouth gaped. The god heard the creak of the bathroom door, the thick splash as water hit the tub from on high. It’s happening, he thought; amazed.

In this unfamiliar landscape stripped of all ornament. In the wreckage of his brother’s clumsy attempts at mischief, he had found what his heart had been search for; slipping against walls of his cluttered mind. A second chance. Loki did some quick calculations, finding his feet drawing him already up the stairs. He was certain that you weren’t on birth control, he remembered hushed whispers overheard between you and Wanda months prior. At the time, it had made him very happy indeed. He was even more certain he didn’t wish to enchant you – that was a conversation for a later time.

Nerves fizzed in his stomach as he pushed open the doorway to his brother and Rogers room. Where are they? Loki cursed every creaking footstep as he picked his way around the room, but what he sought was nowhere to be seen. Steve had stripped the bedsheets, leaving them folded in military position at the foot of the bed. The god peered beneath pillows, under the mattresses. He frowned. A minute later, he pushed the door of his own room ajar. And there, on the pillow, was a box.

A yellow post-it note was stuck jauntily to the centre. Loki whipped it up with a flourishing snap, holding it at arms length as he peered down. A gift, it read. Love you Little Brother, Thor :) xx x “I bought them,” Loki grumbled, picking up the box.

It was open.

He pulled out a set, splitting them in two as he released a quaking sigh. Tossing the chosen one on the bed, he slipped the extra back in its home. Nine remained.

We might need to go to that shop again, Loki mused as he picked up the solitary condom on the bed. He held it up to eye-level, thumb pressed against the foil centre as he steadied himself. “Loki?” you cooed from downstairs. Your voice was an angelic echo, misting through tile and steam. He shuddered, cock pulsing against his trousers. He made his way carefully down the steps, memorising the way the wooden banister glided and caught against his skin. If I could live in a memory, Loki pondered as his fingers pressed against the ajar bathroom door, it would be this one.

Rich golden sunlight flooded the room from the tiny window. The ageing white tiles and fittings were perfected in its amber glow, porcelain glinting with an asgardian sheen under nature’s filter. Behind the shower curtain, you were humming; a splatter of water from your wet hair hitting the base. Loki cleared his throat.

Your face appeared, clutching the thin shower curtain by your chest. You were smiling, eyebrows raised expectantly.

“Is the beige a permanent feature of your wardrobe now? Because if it is then I may need to rethink this whole thing.”

Loki’s arms crossed immediately, tugging the cable-knit over his head. It caught beneath his ears, the tinkle of your laugh singing against falling water. After a few seconds, the jumper was discarded by his ankles.

The god’s fingers flew to his belt, making quick work of the fastenings and pushing them to his feet. He hopped out of them, standing with a sudden flourish; shoulders rolled back. You looked from the pile on the floor to his eyes, one brow raised. “The old-fashioned way huh? That’s a first.” Loki cocked his chin. He bit his lip, enjoying the track of your gaze rolling hungrily down his naked body. One finger appeared from behind the shower-curtain, beckoning. With a heavy exhale, he stepped over the bath wall.

His cock slapped against his stomach, smacking the taut skin. You stood beneath the shower head, low pressure making it pour thickly to your skull before splitting to rivers down your back and chest. Loki swallowed. Water dripped in languid streams down your arms, trickling lazily through the part of your breasts. A droplet clung to your nipple, dangling as he would his tongue on the curve.

There was a quiet rip as he peeled the top of the foil square he held. Your eyes fell to the work of his hands, smiling as you savoured the journey back to meet his smoulder.

Loki gripped his cock, one slow slick of his fist all that was needed before he rolled the condom from the tip. He moaned, eyes fluttering closed as his grip tightened at the base.

Like a dream Loki found himself looming above you, the flat of his stomach pressed against the slick of your own. In seconds, his wetted body plastered to yours; his mouth swallowing against your open lips, his hands sinking into the glossed plump of your skin. Sighs mingled with steam as he moved you with ease against the tiles, the keening thrusts of your hips matching his own eagerness. Loki groaned as your digits curled around his throbbing cock. You released a dirty moan into his mouth as one finger slid between your folds. A growl bubbled in his throat at the feeling of your silken arousal hot against his fingers. Loki felt everything. The clench of your thighs around his wrist, the tug of his foreskin against your mound through latex, the depth of the longing in your kiss. Everything.

She is everything.

“-Wait,” he choked as he pulled away from the kiss.

Water hit the nape of his neck as he watched fear blossom in your eyes. Sodden tendrils of his hair curled against your collarbone. “Are you sure?” he swallowed. “About me-,” he finished, choking on the words. Your face softened. “It never ended for me, Loki” you whispered, barely audible against the water’s slap. He melted into the fingers sliding up the base of his skull. “It was always you,” he heard you say before pulling his mouth to yours. “It was always you,” he echoed between desperate kisses. Loki sank into old habits he could live with. With one hand steadying your waist, he drew your thigh to sit on his hip. A tremble ran up his spine as you manoeuvred his cock against your heat, the skim of your breath caressing his cheek.

And with a gasp, he pushed inside.

Loki’s hips nudged upwards, savouring the drag of your delicate walls wrapped around his length. It was more than he remembered. Or maybe that was new. But every clench of your sweetness around him, every slow tighten of his ass which rocked him deeper. Every moment burned with glittering with clarity, auburn leaves falling in slow motion. Your arms rested on his shoulders. Wet skin slurped as air pockets burst and kissed together. Water ran down, pooling against hands and lips and foreheads as it looked for any way between your bodies.

His name wisped in the steamed air; chanted from breathy moans and pitched sobs of pleasure. Loki could not recall when he had been happier. Perhaps, he thought, I never have.

But the only utterance he had strength for were broken syllables of your name.

Slowly he took you. Moulded to you. Melted into you. So slowly.

Your hands tangled in his soaking hair as Loki hoisted you higher. His hands slid beneath your ass, taking all the work as you slid back and forth along his length. He would never take the supple give of your skin as his tips sank deeper for granted again.

“Darling,” he sighed wantonly. It was punctuated with a slow roll of his hips.

Your eyes flew open, rolling back as your head tapped back against the tile. He kissed down the exposed length of your neck, slurping against rivulets that paved his path.

Waves of desire undulated in his belly, burning blood-red coals that radiated jolts of pleasure from the root of his cock. It pulsed with each measured clench of his ass.

They timed him perfectly, the stammering, gasping prayers of delight heralding your climax growing louder. Loki buried his face in your neck, softly biting up your throat.

“Darling,” he moaned repeatedly as his own orgasm reared. As if the loving word would disappear down the drain between his searching fingers. The invisible string that tied his heart to yours. It always had. You came with an anguished sob, fingernails digging into the meat of his shoulder-blades. One of Loki’s hands flew to the side, grasping slippery palms against tile before grabbing the curtain.

With the lightest of his tugs, the shower rail cracked. The palm flew above your head, smacking and squeaking down the grubby tiles as Loki felt his who body clench, trembling muscles tightening.

His foot slipped against the tub, the correction thrusting his manhood one final squeeze as he came with a crushing cry of your name. He juddered, the force of his cum filling the condom wrapped snug around his pulsing cock.

Your back began to slip down the wall, legs loosening their grip around his waist; spent. But Loki held you close. There was a dreamy smile on your face as your lashes fluttered, refocusing on him.

“I missed you,” you slurred while your fingers knotted through his hair. Water hit Loki’s back as he pushed you further against the wall with a rapturous kiss, wandering hands massaging the spill of your breasts. “I missed me too,” he breathed bitterly against your cheek. A finger trailed along his jaw, tipping Loki’s chin to face you.

“But I missed you more,” he whispered. And what’s more, Loki found, it was true.

The sun set, and then rose. Hours upon hours had passed, low afternoon sun spilling through the open curtains of Loki’s room. It was too cold to be anywhere else. But not in here.

You had lain tangled in each others arms, fingers grazing on skin between giggles and dozing and long conversations. And sex. Lots of sex.

His inhumanly long legs sprawled open. One lay bent, hanging triangularly over the side of the bed. You lay on your stomach, one hand propped beneath your chin while the other trailed lazily up and down your lover’s torso. His pale skin looked tan in golden sunlight. Loki watched you.

His eyes followed the path of your fingertips, pads dipping into every dent of muscle in their way which tightened and relaxed with each breath. Circling, dancing.

Loki shivered. A jolt of one knee rusted the bedsheet draped across his middle. You smiled, lowering to place a winding path of kisses as you edged the sheet lower. “We really should eat,” Loki murmured, stroking your hair as your lips kissed down his cock. You lingered on a taut vein, teasing your tongue along the pulse. What he meant is that you really should eat, but you appreciated the gesture nonetheless. It was the little things. Loki’s sharp inhale as you swallowed the tip made your stomach flip with pride.

His chin was pointed to the ceiling, muscles in his neck straining. Onyx hair flooded the pillow, his gentle cup of the back of your head vibrating with restraint. There was a rustle as the fingers of his free hand gathered the bedsheets in a fist, clenching and unclenching as you began to suck. “After…” he groaned with an attempt at authority.

With his cock stuffed in your mouth, you sidled over his leg, pushing his knees wider as you settled in. Your arms slid under his thighs, wrapping around him.

“After,” he gasped, before Loki Laufeyson turned to writhing slut-drunk pleasure beneath your touch.

On further investigation, it seemed you and Loki were shit outta luck.

The cupboards were bare, and it transpired that the Thor-decimated snacks you had grabbed last night between rabid lovemaking was the last of it. Loki spun, gripping the lip of the counter top. His neck was marred with purple bruises from your enthusiastic affections. They wouldn't last, but they looked so pretty while they did. “Let’s go for dinner somewhere,” he purred. You couldn’t help your snort of laugher. “What?” Loki coyed, pushing himself from the ledge. His hands slipped around your waist, grabbing your ass through the sweatshirt hanging down.

“It’s just...risky” you said, tilting your head. The two of you looked at each other.

You’d meant exposure. But sudden memories of every time you and Loki had gone out to eat flashed through your mind.

Selfies, a baying crowd desperate to touch him, autographs- on paper and skin. His endless adoration, drinking in the attention which fed his superiority complex like an assembly line while you faded from his mind. The Real World reared with the force of a slap.

“It won’t be like that again,” he murmured knowingly, tilting your chin up to face him. He gazed down through half-lidded eyes, frowning with sincerity. But he didn’t believe it. Not fully. And with trepidation, you realised, neither did you.

“Afternoon,” the waitress chirped as she handed you and Loki a menu. You thanked her nervously and pulled your cap down.

All around you was the polite buzz of conversation, local radio playing from a speaker behind the bar. Glass windows looked out onto the lake, endless sprawling water lapping at the shore beneath the window. The sun was beginning to set. Loki glanced upwards with a brief, dazzling smile. The woman’s eyes lingered on him as he ran a finger down the menu. They roamed up his arms, the chunk of cable-knit doing nothing to disguise the muscle beneath. On her gaze went, up the exposed curve of his lovebitten neck to the messy bun of dark hair knotted at base of his cap. Her stare widened.

Shit. You could tell the exact moment she clocked the infamous carve of his cheekbones as he sucked them in thoughtfully.

With a gasp, the waitress rocked back on her heels. “I hope you don’t mind me asking,” she whispered nervously, glancing between the two of you and then over her shoulder. “But are you…” she leant closer, using a menu to shield her face from view. “Loki...from the Avengers?” Loki’s eyes met yours.

The air tingled with her excitement, vibrating unspoken words and exclamations. Her cheeks were pink with embarrassment, or sudden lust. Or both. Maybe she writes fanfiction about him, you thought.

And as you looked at him, the realisation of this moment’s importance seemed to blossom in Loki’s eyes. An ache grew in your stomach.

Please, you screamed silently. Begging him. A vein in his temple twitched as he nervously adjusted his feet beneath the table. Despite her attempt at covertness, people were staring. A weak smile fluttered at your lips as the seemingly inevitable turn of events teetered on the precipice. First the pomp, then the ceremony of his public adoration.

It would break the dam. This week was different. But it wasn’t real life. You would sidle off to the shadows, wait and wilt as each and every person took their piece of him that he willingly gave.

As it always was, so it shall be.

Unless- Loki cleared his throat.

“Howay, man!” he balked in a bamboozingly accurate Georgie accent, incredulity feigned to perfection. “But I get it wi' that gadgie aw' the time.” The waitress laughed, fanning herself with a menu. “Oh,” she gasped through an awkward smile. “Well, -” she looked at you with a wink. “You’re a lucky one, miss.” Her footsteps retreated as you stared at the list of dinner options, not seeing a single one. Stunned, you felt Loki’s fingers curl around your hand. It was moist with anxious sweat against the menu.

He dipped his chin down, catching your eyes under the rim of your cap. His were wide and beautiful, the deepest, clearest blue you had ever seen. You felt breaths begin to quicken in your chest, tears of happiness threatening to spill over as his grip tightened. “No,” Loki murmured quietly across the table, the velvet tones of his own voice back in fully laden force. “I’m the lucky one.” Your breath hitched as he brought your knuckles to his lips. He lowered his gaze, pausing before raising it to slowly meet your own.

Sunset warmth cast golden hues against his skin, green speckles in his irises bursting in glittering sparks. He let your curled fingers rest against his mouth.

“I always was,” he whispered lovingly against the skin. And you believed him.

A/N: This series has given me SO much joy and I just want to say thank you to the people who've commented and reblogged your hearts out and just all-in-all love these fools as much as I do. I honestly truly wasn't expecting it. This won't be the last we see of this AU, I have something planned. But for now, I hope the story warmed you like some pumpkin-spice cocoa.

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Bunny awwwwwww you are very sweet ruki and Zuki I’m know you are smiling come here you as soon bunny start to muzzle his cheeks against hers as he smile happily as he brought haruki along and start to do the same thing to him too bunny Zuki you look so adorbs with you shyly smiling like that just so adorable both of you

*Haruki giggles at all the affection as he nuzzles his cheek against Bunny in return and leans against him, and Mizuki softly groans as Bunny does this to her, but can't stop herself from smiling even more as she laughs a little as well.*

Haruki: Hehe! You're sweet too, Bun Bun!

Mizuki: Aw, jeez...