#but we’ve known eachother almost as long as Sarah and I have

[jackies-ear]

Me, trying to text Sarah’s mom happy birthday: I’m so sry I haven’t been in touch… I think abt yall every day… can I come visit… sending love!

[asherloki]

Immortal and the Mastermind

loki x reader

request:- Hellooo! How about a Loki Fic where the song is Mastermind by Taylor? Like perhaps reincarnation trope but Loki is this immortal that keeps meeting and loving every single version of the reader and the reader is like the Mastermind that despite their lifespan being short they'll realize later on that they were only ever loved by him- loved every single version of the reader. And they want to do the same by planning what they could to get Loki and Loki just letting it all unravel again? - anon.

word count:- 649

Warning:- none, fluff

A/N:- nevermind me altering your idea a little, I hope you like it.

“How have you been?” you heard a rather appealing voice saying, from behind you. You turned around to find a handsome looking man with long raven hair. Your eyes were widened at how beautiful the man in front of you was, however his face wasn’t the only thing that caught your eye. He looked extremely familiar for some reason as if you’ve seen before, not only that as if you’ve known him for ages. But as far as you knew you might haven’t seen him before in this life.

“Excuse me” you said as politely as possible yet your confusion was evident, “do I know you?”

He laughed softly, and it was as appealing as his voice seemed to you. “I believe you may or perhaps not really.” What a puzzle this sentence of his was, wasn’t it?

“I’m sorry I think I should…” you weren’t really sure who he was or what he wanted so you thought its better if you just go back to what you were doing, “I should go actually”.

He stared at with kind eyes, his lips holding a soft smile when he nodded and said, “very well, I believe you’re busy, this time.”

This time? What does he mean by that? Does that mean there were other times too for you two? You wondered all this while turning away from him and heading to where you were supposed to be. Through the whole day you could think of nothing but the stranger that you met, who seemed unnaturally familiar to you.

The sun went down letting the moon rise and shine softly, what a serene night it was, you thought while looking outside your window but the face of the stranger still lingered around your head.

“Why does he seem so familiar, what did he mean by ‘this time’?” you said aloud with urgency and curiosity to know the answers of all these stupid yet curious question.

Yet how impossible those were to get. Almost giving up you went to bed. Next morning to your horror you dreamt of that same guy. But you were with him, and the time wasn’t modern times either, Elizabethan? You wondered, according to the kind of dresses both you and the stranger wore indicated so.  While being entirely occupied with your own thoughts you still went out for your work. Yet again stopping right infront of the store from previous day when you met the beautiful looking raven haired stranger. You thought, “should I wait here if I …. No no leave it I must..”

“Hey mastermind!” called the same voice from behind again. You definitely were startled but to your surprise you smirked and turned around. You both stared at each other for sometime with smile on both of your lips.

“Loki” you said and you enjoyed how his eyes widened, how surprised he was yet elated to hear his name from your lips.

“You…” he started “you remembered me? How?”

“I might’ve had a dream” you replied confidently.

“of us? Of our lives ?” Loki enquired.

“yes… tell me Loki what is about what are we?” as before, your curiosity knew no bound.

“we’ve been lovers” loki said, “in every past life of yours, you see I’m immortal and you, I dare say mere mortal, such a mastermind that have me wrapped around her finger for I cant be with anyone but you, all your lives we’ve found eachother and…”

“and?” you asked raising eye brows with utter amazement.

“and dominos cascades in line everytime, we work out, in every life, whether it was Margaret, Edith, Mary, Sarah, Emma or…” he wondered what your name must be in this life.

You smiled, how amazing and timeless you both have been and your love ofcourse, “Let’s discuss it over a coffee shall we?” And Loki happily accepted your offer for in this life you’ve found him again.

[lovelyevajacks]

It would be my honor

Summary: Feyre recieves news of being pregnant and tells Rhys about it Disclaimer: All characters belong to the genius Sarah J Maas. This is just a post acowar fanfic about Feyre telling Rhys that she's pregnant and I wanted to share it with you all. Also, this is my first time doing this so if the format for how fanfics are usually posted on tumblr is wrong, I apologize and please let me know. And I would also appreciate it if you gave me feedback on this and tell me what you thought, so without further ado: I already knew. I already knew deep in my gut, my bones about what was going to be confirmed by the court healer. Excitement bloomed in my gut as Madja opened her mouth and told me her findings. I quickly jumped up off the bed, hugged her, and ran off to find my mate. Walking through Velaris was a blur. I kept thinking about what's gonna come nine months from now and I imagined different reactions I would get from Rhys when I told him. Tears. A huge smile. Speechlessness. The images flicked through my mind as I walked up the hill to the town house where my mate and I lived. The town house where someone else will soon reside in as well. I listened to the heartbeat deep within me as I opened the door. "Rhys?" I called. "Up here," my mate called from our room. I walked up the steps, my heart thrumming powerful beats with each step leading up to the second floor. I passed a couple doors that led to empty rooms on my way to our own. The door was closed but I swore I could've looked through the door and see the glow of the somewhat gift I had made for Rhys and hidden inside. I opened the door and as I looked inside, I could almost see the decorations that would soon fill it for the arriving addition to our family. I closed the door once more and continued on my way I finally reached our room and looked inside to find the beautiful male standing before the window overlooking our home while flaring his wings. Wings I hoped would be passed on to our newcomer. I stalked up to him with near silent steps. I put my arms around his waist and hugged him tightly. "I have something to tell you." I said quietly, unable to stop the spreading smile on my face. My mate shifted in my arms to look at me with raised brows, "Oh really?" I nodded, biting on my smile. On the way here, I hadn't really decided on how I would tell him. Whether I should come right out or show him the moment of Madja telling me or by sending him an image of what the very near future would hold. I did know one thing though. It was that along with the announcement, he would also receive a painting I had made when I first suspected the news. All I had to decide was how to lead up to that moment. I looked into those brilliant violet eyes, my heart swelling with love and emotions I still am not sure how to convey with words, even after all these years we've been together. As I looked into my mates eyes, I let those feelings guide the words out of me instead of my brain. "Today I had an appointment with Madja. She told me something that I had known for a week or two, but I wanted to have it confirmed before I told you." Rhys' eyes filled with curiosity and interest. I smiled more at the look he gave me along with it. "I think it would be better if I showed you instead." I grabbed his hand and led him to the room I had just looked inside moments ago. Before opening the door I said to Rhysand, "Close your eyes." He obeyed, but I used my magic to create a makeshift blindfold just to make sure the little sneak didn't peek when I wasn't looking. Rhys felt the magic and chuckled, "Don't trust me Feyre darling?" "Not even a little bit you sly prick." He laughed a laugh that sounded like heaven on earth as I opened the door. The painting still sat on the easel it was painted on with a blanket thrown overtop it. I let go of Rhysand's hand and walked over to it to pull the sheet off. I looked back, making sure he still couldn't see and turned my head back around to observe the painting for a quick moment. It was a portrait of my mate and I holding something in between us. Our faces were the reflection of love and awe and pure happiness. Our eyes filled with wonder and affection and gentleness as we gazed down at what we held in both of our arms. Gazed down at the bundle of joy as he gazed back up at us with his violet eyes to match Rhys'. His face a perfect reflection of his fathers as his mouth curved into a smile that was identical to mine. Before I removed Rhysand's restrictions I sent a replay of my appointment with Madja down the mating bond. The bond that I cherished so much with everything inside of me. The bond I had come so close to losing forver, once upon a time. Soothing strokes against the wall of adamant built around my mind. I shook the memory from my head and watched the replay of my appointment along with Rhys so that I could know when to stop it. It went on for a couple moments longer and before he could hear the news, I removed the memory along with the magic blindfold. Rhys blinked his eyes open and they landed on me, eyes wide with anticipation. I met his stare and watched as his gaze roamed across the room until they at last landed on the painting I'd made to help me break the news. I watched as he studied the painting, eyes widening with shock, the intervals of the rising of his chest between breaths becoming shorter and shorter. My mates eyes darted back to me, then the painting and then darted to my stomach. I looked at him and didn't know what to say as he kept staring at my stomach for a long moment, as if he could see what was growing in there. When he finally met my stare again, his eyes were lined with silver. In two graceful strides Rhys closed the distance between us, grabbed my face with his hands and kissed me. Deeply, passionately. A kiss filled with love and happiness and a joy that couldn't be faltered by anything. My mate pulled back and I saw the most beautiful smile I have ever gazed upon in my long years of life spread across his face. A smile that words wouldn't be able to describe, for it would never do it's beauty justice. I saved the image in my mind and tucked it away to cherish forever and maybe to paint it one day if I was feeling up to the challenge of recreating the sheer beauty of it. Tears slid down his face, that beautiful smile unfaltering as he said, "We're gonna- We're having a baby?" I nodded. A smile forming on my mouth-our childs mouth- just as big as his. Rhys' breathing became shallow-uneven. His smile still stayed and his tears kept running down his face. "I just- I don't- I cant- I can't really... find the words to describe how happy and excited I am. How excited I am to add on to our family that we have and become a father to our child." I nodded again. The smile still on my lips and tears now sliding down my face. I took his hands in my own and said, "I know. I can't really find the words either." Instead of saying how he was feeling, my mate sent his feelings down the bond connecting our two minds. He was right. There really were no words to describe his feelings. It was like the perfect mixture of happiness, bliss, excitement, love... and a little bit of fear. This time my smile faltered, "Why are you scared?" Rhysand's face completely changed and his tears weren't those of joy, but of sadness as he said, "What if I'm not a good father? What if our son and the rest of our future children hate me? What if they see me as a monster like so many others did before the war with Hybern?" "My sweet High Lord. You don't have to put up that façade anymore, haven't had to for so many years. Why would they see you as a monster?" His mouth opened but I cut him off, "I have no doubt in my mind that you will be the best father our children could ever have. They'll see in you what our family, our court, and I all see in you. Your courage, and selflessness, and kindness. They'll see how big and unending your capacity to love is. How protective and funny and graceful you are. They'll see how you will let them make their own choices while also making sure that they have a long eternal life filled with happiness and peace and love. They will see all of that because that is the type of male that you are. Because that is the reason why I love you so fiercely, just like how our family loves you and how our son and future children will love you. They will love and cherish you and will never see you as a monster because that isn't who you are." The tears were steadily falling down his face now. He didn't bother to wipe them away as a small smile bloomed on his lips as he brought them down to mine. I pulled back and took my hands from his and wiped the tears off of his face as he had done so many times for me before. I looked into my mates eyes. The eyes of the person I love most in this world, the eyes of someone else who would no doubt have my heart as well. I smiled wide and cherished this moment that we were sharing. Rhys brought his eyes to my stomach and swallowed. He once again looked me in my eyes as he said, "It would be my greatest honor, Feyre darling, to have a child -and many more- with you, my mate." I took his hand once more and said, "It would be my honor to have children with you as well, Rhys." He grabbed me and our future son up in a hug and we held eachother there for what felt like hours. When we finally broke apart, my mate and I grabbed eachothers hand and walked out of the room. Walked out of the room and right into the next beautiful chapter in our story.

[liljaspie]

= Warnings =

Drug use

Cursing

" Can We Get Out Of Here ? "

// S T A R T\\

"Is this poetic or just cruel?" Jasper asked staring in the mirror with a deflated expression.

"Both if you squint." Medu mumbled from across the room. As always the green haired woman was sprawled out on her bed naked. True to her nudist ways even in the midst of three of the most hormonal people she'd ever had the displeasure of knowing.

"Why are you bitching? Fucking spoiled little prick, you're lucky Sarah isn't shoving you into a dress and forcing you into a wig." Daniel cussed glaring at the other who did nothing but helplessly look between him and the naked girl. A silent plead for help.

While Jasper blinked in morse code Daniel dug through the drawers for a brush. When he found it he tossed it at his siblings head with dead accuracy. It bounced with a dull thud and a wimpy yelp of pain. "Comb your goddamn hair!"

Medu sighed in a way that sounded like a hiss and Jasper inhaled with an unintentional snarl. "Come here babes." The green girl beckoned seeing the rising irritation in the other by the look on their pale face.

The black haired victim stood with a dragging stumble in their step. It took longer than it should've to cross the room, but when they reached the bed, Jasper didn't hesitate to fall face first onto the bed and it's many blankets with the brush clutched loosely in their hand.

The tanned girl let a soft chuckle rumble out of her. It vibrated the bed just enough to make the tired being look over at her. A note of they were trying, even if all it was, was trying.

"Give me the brush and get over here." Her command was followed without argument. Jasper lied with their head on Medu's thigh as the other ran the brush through the dyed black locks.

If a human could purr the ravenette probably would be in that moment. The bed was soft, Medu's skin was warm, and smelled like honeysuckle. Though their muscles tensed when Daniel once again made himself known. "We've only got an hour, you still need to figure out if the fucking suit fits at all." He pointed an accusing finger at Jasper.

A sigh was heard, once again with an unintentional snarl that made Medu raise her brow. "What?"

"I-I" A mumble. "I don't want to go Mei." Pale arms found themselves around the green haired girls waist. An action to insinuate how heavy the sentence was.

"It's just your family Jay-Jay."

"That's the problem." A bitter remark.

"I guess it is.. It shouldn't last long?"

"Knowing my brother he's going to pay for a stripper and spend the whole night degrading me to her."

"A couple of big steps back in therapy?"

"It'll be a miracle if I stay sober for more than an hour, even more of one if I don't get into a fist fight with Daniel or a brawl with a stranger."

Medu gave Jasper a pitious look. An almost hurt one, the ravenette had promised again and again they wouldn't get into fights, but life was short, and Jasper was an asshole.

"Get up dumbass, get dressed your brother is about to pop a blood vessel, and not one of his." Hadrian spoke from the doorway, his tone was light, his eyes were red, and his beard was perfect.

When they didn't move Hadrian walked over and picked them up by their feet. "Hades what are you doing-?" A question answered a few seconds later when Jasper was lifted off the bed dangling off of the mans back. "Put me down."

Hadrian had a look of contemplation. "Get dressed."

"Put me down."

"Get dressed."

"How?"

"That's a you problem bud, get dressed."

Their face was red from hanging upside down. There wasn't much time for the poorly circulated ravenette before they stopped feeling their legs. It was awkward and uncomfortable, the way Jasper practically had to do crunches to put on the shirt. A concussion was probable from the way Hadrian dropped them, suddenly letting go of their calves and doing a gravity check.

"You look handsome Jay." Medu spoke from the bed.

Jasper rolled their eyes and tied their tie looking in the mirror to give the green haired girl a half hearted glare. "I always look handsome love,"

"JASP-" Daniel appeared in the doorway red in the face ready to scream. "-OH you're dressed, get in the car it's almost time to go." It wasn't kindness or joy, just a less angry tone that allowed the ravennette to follow their blonde brother.

"Bye babes." Medu spoke still sitting on the bed.

"See you sweets." Jasper responded pulling the door closed behind them as Hadrian walked out.

×

The ride was long and boring. The same street signs and buildings that were always there.

×

The music in the club was loud, the lights were neon, and the dancers were naked. "Jay baby! Where you been these past couple months?" A woman with dreads asked leaning against the bar.

"I told you I was going to Paris for awhile."

"Yeah, but I didn't think you'd actually go! Where'd you even get the cash for that?" She asked with a slight smile on her face.

"Work, I have a job Karma."

"Do you?" She mumbled mostly to herself. 'Must've been the other guy..' Could've been heard faintly under her breath. She cleared her throat. "Wheres Corbin?"

"With Big Danny over at the chocolate fountain." Jasper spoke both mournful and glad to be free of the interaction.

Hadrian had snuck up on them, or rather, had been standing there giggling to himself at the cousin and cousin interaction. "Soo, why did you bring me here?" He had spoken curiously raising his brow at his adopted sibling.

"You're more family than anyone else in this building." A response made by the black sheep of the family. A less known, less liked, less confident person.

"Pfft, yeah, I'm pretty sure I heard your cousins yelling your deadname when we walked in."

"Fucking Kie." Jasper muttered not missing a beat when they turned on their heal and ordered two vodka shots. Hadrian followed asking for two more, they were added to the tab.

"So glum you're going to drink your way to heaven? What's wrong? They missed you, they threw you a party, buck up." He spoke leaning back with his elbows against the oak bar.

"Half of these people don't know my name, the other half haven't seen me fully clothed- Ever."

The man quirked his brow. "How, I'm sorry, how is that bad?"

"Because, these are my people!" As they spoke they lifted their arms in a would-be joyous gesture. Though their arms fell limp and they slouched forward on the bar. "But my family is here too."

"So what?"

"My judgemental, heteronormative, never forget a thing, family is here."

"I'm still not seeing the issue Jaspie."

"I bring great shame and dishonor to my family, and they willingly came to my world, to crush it." Hadrian immediately brushed off their comment.

"Nahh, I refuse to believe they mean anything but good." He spoke putting his hands on Jaspers shoulders so they'd look at him. The gesture worked, and the other had leaned their head back to frown at him.

The ravenette then turned around, and patted the mans cheek. "They aren't good like you." As this sank in, between both of them two glasses clunked against the bar. They were gone as soon as they hit the oak- "Salud." A comment made in synchronicity.

"Wheres Nickolas anyway, he's practically your twin with how much you two copy eachother." A change of pace and an intentional deflection by Hadrian himself.

Jasper just sighed and ran a hand through their hair. "He's still in Paris, we got into a fight, he's staying with his boyfriend."

"Oh. What- No! Nevermind you need a drink, soooo-" The man knocked on the bar adding a couple more dollars to his tab. "Six shots for the lovely nonbinary."

The sound of scuffling and glass lightly hitting oak echoed in Jaspers head. "Hey.. Hades.. Can-uh Can we get out of here?"

Hadrian raised his brow but nodded knocking back one of the shots before he slid off the barstool. "Sure.. Home-?

Jasper shook their head quickly. "No, no, I don't want to go back there yet.. Daniel will find me." It took a few seconds before an idea of where to go came up. "Let's climb to the roof of the library."

"We haven't done that since we were kids Jasp." Hadrian responded looking at the other. "Are you that uncomfortable?" His brow had furrowed with concern. He soon caved however at the way the other fidgeted. "Jesus, fine. Fine. Let's go. Get you out of here."

The sigh of relief was the only thing Hadrian needed to convince himself he was doing the right thing. They left the club, sneaking their way through the crowd and snagging a few beers.

The walk was nostalgic, the first time back home in years, with their best friend by their side. The gentle hum of Hades Lofi music keeping them both calm in their slight haze.

The feeling of thick boots hitting asphalt, and the ever so faint sound of the loose shoelaces clacking against it resonated with them both. "How long has it been?"

Hadrian looked at Jasper with a mix of confusion and concern. "Since what?"

"How long has it been since the last time we did this?" The lump building in their throat made the words seem a bit heavier.

"Four years."

"Four?"

"Yes, that's how time and math work dumbass."

"You should know I flunked every math class I've ever taken."

"I do know, dumbass."

"Alright.. Why did you decide to come tonight?"

"Your neice wanted you to show her your old music, and I missed you fuckface."

"The metal bands? She doesn't want to hear those." Jasper had a confused look ob their face.

"She loves them actually. Kind of obsessed with it, it blows my mind.."

"I'll make a playlist for her tomorrow then.. Tonight however, Uncle Jay Jay is going to get hammered and probably jump off a roof."

"Plausible deniability." Hadrian spoke lifting up his bottle of bud light.

Jasper took a swig of the drink and swished it in their mouth for a second. "Is that the lirbary?"

"Yeah, it's been abandoned since senior year." The man had spoke.

"I missed too much."

"You came back though."

"I left too.. Do you think Lauren will ever forgive me?"

"I'm not sure if she'll ever get out of jail Jasp.." Hadrian spoke with a bitter tone in his voice. "She an addict... and not one that wants to recover."

"Yeah but so was I Hades.."

"I know.. but drop it? Please."

The conversation had ended there. On that somber note. Three childhood friends who didn't know eachother like they used to. Who weren't the same kids they grew up with. Tonight was the last night they'd probably see eachother. A last ditch effort to stay connected even though they had nothing in common.

Hadrian despite his childhood of gun threats and abuse wanted to live peacefully, legally.

Jasper partook in drugs, sex, and car theft. They were a prostitute and a thief. They were hated, and unlike Hades, they didn't have the spine to fight against the stereotype.

Lauren, was your run of the mill depressed kid. Only she wasn't a kid anymore, and her coping mechanism became an addiction.

"Jasper."

"Yeah?"

"How the fuck are we going to get up there?"

= E N D =

Uh, end I guess? I don't love how this was written, but, better than it could be-?