#i just threw out the love of my dreams demo

[getchhoo]

Uh hi pls 🤞🏻 pls answer

[periciles]

weez in my eyes weez in my ears weez in my blood weez in my tears I breathe weez see weez everyday even though my weez is a world’s away

[getosugurusbangs]

undone — the sweater song (kitchen tape demo) by weezer is kinda literally me

[bananasher1337]

reupload of my noco i just threw out of the love of my dreams animation. why not. original audio but there’s one with the demo ver of the song on youtube. i hate weezer

originally finished march 30th 2024

i haven’t been able to animate good since making this i think noco dehydrated me

[sacred-algae]

Falling Away With You by Muse has always been a very Geraskier song to me. And the new demo version just strengthens that association.

It screams Jaskier pining for Geralt. I like to imagine that in the world of The Witcher, he wrote it. It’s full of so much pain, fully encapsulating a love that is so strong it’s killing you and yet you can’t stop for the life of you.

But the new demo is perfect. It’s acoustic, and there are no lyrics besides humming and “ooh”ing here and there. It’s in progress. Listening to it feels like you’re walking in on a private moment you shouldn’t be listening to. It changes and shifts as Matt is recording. As a songwriter, I can practically hear him thinking “Well what about this? No, that’s not right. How about this? Oh, yes, I like this.”

So picture this with me:

Imagine Geralt and Jaskier sitting at their camp. It’s their first day back together after one of their little few month breaks. Imagine Geralt sitting on a rock, cleaning his sword from a day’s work. Imagine the campfire crackling, the crickets chirping. Imagine a 28-year-old Jaskier has his notebook and lute out. Geralt likes to hear him play as they wind down for the night, and Jaskier… well Jaskier has been hyperfixating on a song he’s been working on while he and Geralt were apart. He has the lyrics done, but the tune isn’t quite there yet.

The songwriter’s hands itch to play this new one that’s still in progress. It’s like resisting a pull, but this one isn’t one he wants to write in front of Geralt. No, he can’t. But the hyperfixation is too strong, and he moves to pluck the riff as he tries to play other things. Things he knows Geralt likes—

“Play the new one.”

Well fuck.

“It’s uh… a work in progress.”

“I like it. Keep going.”

He can’t say no to Geralt.

“There aren’t any lyrics yet,” he lies.

“That’s fine.”

So he plays the new one. And it sounds something like this: (lyrics for the og are under the cut)

I can't remember when it was good

Moments of happiness elude

Maybe I just misunderstood

All of the love we left behind

Watching our flash backs intertwine

Memories I will never find

So I’ll love whatever you become

Forget the reckless things we’ve done

I think our lives have just begun

I think our lives have just begun

And I'll feel my world crumbling down

Feel my life crumbling now

Feel my soul crumbling away

Falling away

Falling away with you

Staying awake to chase a dream

Tasting the air you're breathing in

I hope I won't forgot a thing

Promise to hold you close and pray

Watching our fantasies decay

Nothing will ever stay the same

And all of the love we threw away

And all of the hopes we've cherished fade

Making the same mistakes again

Making the same mistakes again

And I'll feel my world crumbling down

Feel my life crumbling now

Feel my soul crumbling away

And falling away

Falling away with you

All of the love we left behind

Watching our flash backs intertwine

Memories I will never find

Memories I will never find

[cornflowerblue10]

I made an angsty wallmark playlist

Song list:

Empathy by Crystal Castles

Doe Deer by Crystal Castles

Not In Love by Crystal Castles

Athoth a Go!! Go!! By Machine Girl

Twilight by bôa

Goth by Sidewalks and Skeletons

Telephone by Lady Gaga

Transgender by Crystal Castles

Suffocation by Crystal Castles

WHAT'S GOOD by Tyler, The Creator

Labyrinth by Miracle Musical

Deceptacon by Le Tigre

Not Allowed by TV Girl

Pap Smear by Crystal Castles

NEW MAGIC WAND by Tyler, The Creator

Black Sheep - Brie Larson Vocal Version by Metric

Duvet by bôa

Summer's Over by Jordana

Better in the Dark by Jordana

Sweet to Dream by Jordana

Blue Hair by TV Girl

Pretty Girl by Clairo

How - demo by Clairo

Drunk Walk Home by Mitski

Birds Crystal Castles

Alice Practice by Crystal Castles

Courtship Dating by Crystal Castles

Good Times by Crystal Castles

Mg1 by Machine Girl

YKWIM? by Yot Club

I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams by Weezer

Smells Like Teen Spirit by Nirvana

Hey Ya! by Outkast

As the World Caves In by Matt Maltese

[putschki1969]

Uta-Net Lyric Essay Part 1

In commemoration of the release of her 3rd original studio album “Sono Saki e”, Wakana has been invited to write three lyric essays for the song column of “Uta-Net”. Part 1 has already been posted. You can read the essay on the website. There’s also an audio recording provided, be sure to check it out!

Hello everyone. Nice to meet you, I'm Wakana. This is the first time I am allowed to write a lyric essay like this. I would be happy if you could learn a little more about myself and the music I make. First of all, let me tell you about the trajectory of my music career. For 10 years until 2018, I was active in a group called Kalafina, and after that, I started my solo activities. Since then it's already been 4 years. At the time of my solo debut, there were so many things I had never experienced, everything felt new and quite exciting but there were also many days when I felt incredibly uneasy and overwhelmed because I had reached a point where I was very unfamiliar with the territory. All my past experiences, everything I had seen and done up until that point, it should have made me stronger and able to deal with those new challenges but for some reason, I was unable to fall back on any of those skills so I couldn't make the most of them. Adding to these worries, life threw yet another curve ball when the 2020 pandemic happened. All of that really made me reflect carefully on myself and my capabilities.

Yes, I thought a lot about singing and asked myself all sorts of questions. Why am I so obsessed with the act of singing? Why does it feel like I have hit rock-bottom even though I love singing so much? What type of music can I be satisfied with? What kind of singing voice can I be happy with? Personally speaking, when I listen to someone's music, I am very intrigued by their "voice". How did they develop this singing voice? How is it even possible to express such things with a singing voice? How can such techniques be implemented? Surely, there must have been a lot of trial and error before finding that particular “voice”. The more I think about these things, the more I am fascinated by the voice of an artist. And it makes me want to learn more about my own voice. When the state of emergency was declared, I just kept singing at home, practicing the tracks from my 2nd album "magic moment" which had just been released at that time, and all my thoughts going to the concerts which ultimately never happened. It’s always up to yourself to decide where your limits are. There is no point to life when you just end up being focused on the things you can't do. I want to be someone who always strives to become a better version of myself.

It's been 3 years since I’ve dealt with such thoughts. All of this has led to the completion of my 3rd album "Sono Saki e". "Butterfly Dream", the first track of this album, is a song I would not have been able to sing three years ago. The melody is hopeful and light but at times, it conceals a lonely disquiet. Back then I would have been uncomfortable singing about a mixture of hope and frustration when it so obviously reflected the upheaval in my own heart. People shine brightest when they can turn their fears and anxieties into aspirations. So when I first received the demo tape for this song, I turned the feelings encompassed in the melody into a yearning. And then I wrote the lyrics to reflect said feelings. It’s a cute and fantastical story which actually hides a small fear. I wanted this message to be used for the beginning of the album.

What do you want most right now? I would like to continue pursuing music while staying true to my aspirations and repeatedly asking myself what I want in regard to singing. I will never forget about my past self who was overwhelmed and crying, I believe it is important to carry those memories with me. 

All right, I will end the first part of my lyric essay here. Until next time.

[weezer-blog]

Fun fact! The bassist of That Dog would later play on some Pinkerton demos! (Namely I just threw out the Love of my dreams"

[morganwrites12672]

Steve Harrington x Reader

'Its back'

Tags/TW: Reader has anorexia, anorexic reader, fluff, angst, happy ending, Steve Harrington x reader, ED, anorexia, bad thoughts, vecna (mention very brief)

My DM's are open for Anyone who is currently going through something.

I'm sorry, but this is purely self indulgence

I would love to help you guys by writing little fica or blurbs! Send in a fear food and character! Or any little sitaution!

Its back.

Anorexia, a horrid monster Steve had helped you beat two years ago. You didnt know how you let it happen.

Was it sticking to lighter meals for a while? And then slipping back into that habit. Maybe it was the skipping a meal sometimes because you felt slightly heavy.

You sigh. How did you let it get this bad. You still ate a little, but at this point water terrified you. Water weight had become your new biggest nightmare, along with hiding the monster that had taken residence inside you.

You stare at the glass of water across from you. So innocent, yet menacing. To you, the glass wasn't half empty; it was half full. Somehow that made it seem like more.

You hadn't even filled it up all the way and couldn't bring yourself to drink any of it. You got enough hydration from salad.

You let out a sarcastic laugh as a tear of frustration slips down your cheek. Crying did burn calories, and it would help you get rid of some of the pesky water weight.

You fold your arms on the table before resting your head on top. You could do this. You were going to ruin your body. There was no doubt in your mind.

But it didn't matter. As long as you looked good. You get up and wipe your tears. You grab the glass of water before walking over to the sink and dumping it out. You set the glass on the drying rack before walking out of the kitchen.

It has only been two days, and you had just eaten some celery. It was a good food. You assumed there was hydration, and chewing it burned more calories than eating it earned.

A win win. You ate and burned some calories.

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"It's back," was all you said into the phone before hanging up. You had had to call Steve. After two weeks of barely eating or drinking, you felt like shit.

You had a headache And trouble sleeping. Every dream was plagued with thoughts of gaining weight. Or the jeans not fitting, and crop tops were a whole other nightmare.

Steve got to your house in record time. He assumed the worst. A demo-dog, or something. He didn't expect to find you crying on the kitchen floor.

"Yn, what's wrong baby?" Steve coos as he sets his nail bat down and runs over to you. You look over at him with a tear stained face.

"It's back," you say, your voice almost a whisper. Steve couldn't figure out what was going on until he noticed how you looked thinner. And then he saw the issue.

A few pretzels and a glass of water.

Steve threw his arms around you, completely engulfing you in a hug. just what you needed.

All of the thoughts were swimming in your head.

Fat. Ugly. Steve's going to leave you. You won't fit the jeans. How are you going to wear a crop top? You could lose a few pounds. Water weight is your worst enemy. Beauty is pain. Do you think CoverGirl's eat?

All of these horrible thoughts, and so many more, swam about in your head. Steve could do better. He deserved better.

"No, stay with me," Steve says as he gently runs his thumb over your cheek. He saw the look in your eyes. You were getting lost in your head. He knew the way your thoughts could transform in seconds. From being happy and feeling good about yourself, to not eating and crying about how you look in the jeans.

"I'm sorry," you whisper as Steve carries you to your bedroom. He hated how he couldn't do anything. He couldn't fight off this monster plaguing you. There was nothing he could do. And it killed him.

"No, I'm sorry," Steve said and laid you down before laying next to you. He tightly gripped your hand as you spoke.

You told him about everything. Not eating. The headaches. No longer being able to sleep. Not drinking. The real reason you canceled your date with him. Why you looked thinner. The frequent walks or crying. Anything to burn a few extra calories.

"God, I fucking hate this. I have to watch you suffer and i- I can't do anything," Steve says slightly raising his voice. You stayed silent as he cursed.

"I can protect you from vecna, but this- I can't do anything. I can't protect you," Steve says dejected. How could he fight your demons if he couldn't see them?

"Can you stay with me?" You ask and Steve smiles before cuddling into your side. He wanted to do more. He wanted to face anorexia head on.

"You do more then your realize. Who helped me beat it the first time?" You ask and Steve kisses your cheek.

"I love you so much," Steve says and hugs you even tighter. He did. He couldn't stand seeing you in this much pain. He was forced to be perfectly fine while you suffered over the thought of drinking.

Steve slept peacefully while you stayed awake crying over the thought of having to go out to eat the next day. Steve didn't think it was fair.

"I love you to," you whisper in reply before slowly falling into the best slumber you have had in weeks.

It's back, but Steve is going to help you beat it. Once and for all.

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[gersploosh]

I can't stop listening to the rivers cuomo vocal demo of I just threw out the love of my dreams, I wish he sang the final version

[ladycharles]

I really love releasing an album because it feels so concrete and the future starts to feel so full of artistic possibilities. I was thinking maybe I would post track by track about the songs and get a bit personal.

This song is really meaningful to me because it feels like the moment I really became Lady Charles even though I had a whole first EP. I had the title in my head and became so obsessed with the idea of it being a personal theme song that I basically spent two weeks straight trying to actually come up with a 'worthy' song for it. I even wrote and demoed an entirely different and way worse Manic Pixie Dream Boy first and threw it in the trash.

I struggled with mental health issues that weren't validated when I was young and only really lately have I learned that the things I struggled with were disabilities and not just me being particularly bad at life. I think that plus having a very fluid identity pushed me to internalise the mystery I felt. Not sure if that makes sense but the song is partly romanticising mental illness in order to avoid succumbing to it, and while that sounds dark I actually think of it as very positive and defiant. Like yes, I am different, who wouldn't want to be different when society's idea of 'normal' is so goddamn toxic and inhibited, you know?

That's where it ties in with Manic Pixie Dream Girls - I really think there's a degree of patriarchal disrespect at the core of that archetype because of the fetishistic way the characters are denied the humanity of having an actual psychological reason for their behaviour. They're just 'quirky' nevermind that those quirks line up with adhd or bpd or what have you - those aren't important to the male writers. Yet I really ended up relating to them because I too was kind of encouraged to see myself as quirky and different without separating out the things that were actually pathological.

So while it's not really on me to reclaim it I do really think of it as a bit of turning that archetype around.

The song was released as a single in 2019 but I rerecorded the vocals and added live drums (courtesy of Francy Karema) along with it being remixed by Erin Tonkon and mastered by Sarah Register. I also brought back a low Orville Peck impression under the line about him that legitimately

[vanweezer]

pinkerton deluxe for the album thing <3

hiii tysm for the ask! for the sake of this post not being fuckoff long im scooping out all the live performances and remixes except for pink triangle acoustic because <3 i owe it to her

tragic girl

getchoo

you gave your love to me softly

i just threw out the love of my dreams

butterfly

the good life

falling for you

pink triangle

pink triangle live & acoustic

no other one

you won't get with me tonight

devotion

waiting on you

el scorcho

across the sea

i swear it's true

why bother

tired of sex

getting up and leaving

long time sunshine

as one of my favorite albums of all time ever ranking them based on favorite-least favorite FEELS like a crime so simply pretend that the first 10 songs are the ones i love all equally and could never get tired of playing and all the ones after that are songs i dont listen to as much/could skip in a playlist if given the chance. also the ywgwmt demo with brian >> above all else

send me an album and i'll organize the tracklist from favorite-least favorite

[thesmithslover2]

the demo of i just threw out the love of my dreams is so much better (in my little opinion). i love the poor quality and it’s GAY. homosexual pinkerton. pinkerton if it was good, if you will

[edenaffinity]

Keith’s Playlist (as told by me)

I see a lot of character playlists for VLD characters on Spotify, but they all seem to be the same kind songs and type of music, so I took it upon myself to compile a list of songs that I think Keith would actually listen to.

Firstly, I wanna say that I never really bought into the “emo Keith” hc. He always hit me as more of an alternative, indie rock kind of guy. But I do believe he listens to plenty of MCR and FOB nonetheless.

Secondly, I don’t believe that Keith listens to a lot of music on his own. I think he grew up listening to music with his dad and maybe even Shiro, and that HEAVILY influences what he regularly listens too on his own.

And everything else is songs that Lance, Hunk, and Pidge recommend to him.

Disclaimer: I know next to nothing about music, this is based off purely vibes and that edible I took an hour ago

So with that said:

1. Iris by The Goo Goo Dolls

I get that Iris is kind of basic but you can't tell me that this isn't Keith's song.

2. Over My Head by The Fray

For some reason, I feel like Shiro would be listened to a lot of The Fray in the 2000s.

3. When I Come Around by Green Day

Pidge and Keith bond of their love of Green Day, I know this to be fact.

4. Better Than Me by The Brobecks

Lance somehow stumbled across this song and sent it to Keith.

5. Give It Away by Red Hot Chili Peppers

Totally something he once heard his dad play and Keith just never forgot it.

6. Grand Theft Autumn / Where Is Your Boy by Fall Out Boy

Okay, so I am a firm believer that Pidge is a diehard Fall Out Boy fan and they're slowly converting Keith.

7. I Just Threw Out The Love Of My Dreams by Weezer

Sorry to put Weezer here, I just feel like this is another rec from Lance. Why is Lance listening to Weezer? Idk, he just is.

8. Tell Me Its Okay by Paramore

Yet another Lance rec but I feel like Keith is really into the song and then discovers the rest of Paramore's discography because of it.

9. Everlong by Foo Fighters

Another kind of basic one, but for sure something he reminds from his childhood.

10. Smile Like You Mean It by The Killers

Pidge, once again, big The Killers fan and is slowly converting Keith. But he let's this song best.

And honorable mentions go to:

Come As You Are by Nirvana

The Kids From Yesterday by My Chemical Romance

My Hero by Foo Fighters

Hunting For Sport by Remo Drive

I Hate Myself for Loving You by Joan Jett

Keith and Lance as Taylor Swift Songs 👸🏼

Klance as Taylor Swift Songs 👸🏼

Lance's playlist 💙

[fanficshiddles]

My Sweet Rose, Chapter 1

From the imagine on imagine-Loki here.

Summary: Rosie got a job working at The Avengers tower with her cousin, Pepper. She’s only been there a week when Loki comes live there, to make up for his past deeds in New York. But this brings a lot of problems for Rosie.

Loki was her Daddy Dom. Who vanished one day without a word, leaving her completely broken and lost.

Note: Daddy/little dynamic & Flashbacks will be in Bold. I’m not sure how long this story will be, I’m thinking no more than 5 chapters though. But I saw the imagine and omg I love it, had to do something with it. Haven’t written anymore of it yet but just HAD to share the first chapter so far, oops! lol. 

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Rosie had been working and living in the Avengers tower for a week now, it was going really well. And it was helping to keep her mind occupied, getting her back on her feet after such a rough year.

She was a PA for Stark, and the other Avengers if they needed anything too. It was helping her cousin, Pepper out a lot. As Stark was very demanding nowadays and the others were becoming that way too.

It was also good for Rosie. She’d had a really tough year. She met someone a few years ago in a BDSM club, it had been her first time there after spending months building up the courage to go. She was a little, and had been wanting to find someone that she could feel safe with to explore that side of her.

She met a man, who was charming and handsome. Kind, funny. They fell in love, or so she thought anyway. He was the perfect Daddy Dom for her, teaching her everything and looking after her. She adored and loved him so much. Which is why when one day he just vanished, it was all the harder for her.

He just never returned after saying he had to go home to visit his family, who lived in Iceland apparently. But he did that regularly and always returned to her. But not that time. To say she was heartbroken when there was not even a call or a text from him explaining why was an understatement.

His name was Loki. And it became clear what happened a few months later after his disappearance, she saw him on the news. Loki, the God Of Mischief, was trying to take over the world. She couldn’t believe it and thought she was dreaming when she realised it had was her Loki. He looked different in the heavy armour, he looked scary.

But she thought no wonder he left her, he was a God and a Prince after all. What would he have wanted with her in the first place anyway?

She had tried a couple of times to date someone else, but never made it past the first date. As they just… weren’t him. No matter how often she tried to just forget about him. It was difficult.

She’d fallen into a downward spiral, not even able to go to work. So she had lost her job and was on benefits for a while. She became really anxious and nervous.

But here, in the tower, she was trying to turn herself around again. It had been one man, even if he had been her first true love, in her heart anyway. She knew she would heal, in time. Even if it had been over a year.

Rosie had been so engrossed in sorting out some paperwork for Tony that she never noticed the newcomer coming into the kitchen. She barely even registered Thor introducing her to him. ‘This is Rosie, our PA, she’s new here.’

Not until she heard an all too familiar voice responding that sent shivers down her spine and sent her heart racing.

‘Rosie… My sweet Rose?’

There was only one person who had ever called her that.

Slowly she looked up, eyes widening, standing before her was Loki.

‘Oh my sweet Rose, you’ve done Daddy so proud.’ Loki purred gently as he cradled her in his lap.

She felt so safe and secure, curled up against him as he wrapped a blanket around her naked body. Knowing how cold she always got after they’d played together quite so intensely.

Loki rocked her back and fore softly as he ran his fingers through her hair, soothing her. She was trembling a bit after her orgasms, Loki had pushed her almost past her limit, but he knew. He always knew when to stop at the right time.

He was an intense Daddy, and could be really strict at times. But he was fair and ever so kind. He had his goofy moments and was extremely playful too, which she loved. He was never angry with her, always calm and collected. Even when she misbehaved, not that that happened often.

She clung to his shirt so tightly, never wanting to let go. Loki had to carefully remove her hand from his shirt just so he could change them into a different position, getting them both under the blanket so he could have her snuggled up next to him. He knew she would fall asleep soon.

‘Daddy.’ She whispered quietly, sounding so vulnerable.

‘Yes, my little one?’ Loki asked, engulfing her small hand in his large one.

‘Can you sing to me?’

Loki smiled. ‘Of course, my sweetling.’

He began singing to her in Asgardian, but he had told her before it was Icelandic. She had no reason not to believe him, especially since he told her he’d grown up there with his parents.

But he had a beautiful voice, she always loved to hear him sing.

She felt so loved as he she drifted off to sleep to the sound of his voice. She faintly remembered a gentle kiss on her forehead just before she fell asleep.

Thor was confused at their interaction, especially as Rosie said nothing at first. Just stared at Loki in utter disbelief.

‘No…’ She shook her head and took a step backwards. ‘You… You don’t get to call me that anymore.’ She said quietly, her voice trembling as tears came to her eyes.

‘Rosie? What’s wrong, did he hurt you?’ Clint asked upon seeing the reaction.

Rosie grabbed the pile of paperwork off the table beside her and she ran off out of the kitchen, with tears falling down her face.

Clint turned to Loki. ‘You’ve got some explaining to do.’ He snapped at him.

‘I have nothing to explain to you, Hawk.’ Loki snarled.

Natasha and Pepper saw Rosie running out of the kitchen in floods of tears, they ran after her into her room. Natasha managed to grab the door before it closed on them.

‘Rosie? Rosie, what’s wrong?’ They both asked as they rushed in to her.

Rosie threw the papers on her bed and she started pacing back and fore, shaking and crying with her arms wrapped around herself. Pepper grabbed her and pulled her down to sit on the bed.

‘Rosie, please speak to us.’ She pleaded with her cousin as Natasha sat at the other side of her.

‘It… It’s him…’ She sobbed.

‘Who? Loki? Did he scare you? I told him not to be an asshole to anyone.’ Natasha said angrily.

‘He… He’s the one. Who I dated before.’ She blurted out, making Pepper and Natasha go silent in shock.

‘But… how?’ Pepper asked.

‘I met him one night in a club. And we dated for eleven months. I was in love with him, utterly and completely. I thought he was with me too. But then he just vanished and never came back one day. Then a few months later, I saw him on the TV… I didn’t tell anyone it was him, because I thought no one would believe me anyway. And what did it matter? It wouldn’t change anything.’ Rosie blurted out between crying.

‘Oh, Rosie. I wish you had told me.’ Pepper pulled her into a hug and cradled her head against her. ‘It’s ok, shhh, shhh. It’s going to be ok.’

Natasha rubbed her back softly. ‘If we had known, we would have warned you he was coming here. I’m so sorry.’

Rosie shook her head and wiped her eyes with her sleeve. ‘No… It’s my fault, I should have told you. I just… it’s a shock to see him face to face.’

Natasha and Pepper nodded in understanding.

They stayed with her for a little while, then when she told them she was ok and was going to take a shower before bed, they left her to it.

But it ended up being the longest shower ever. She kept thinking about Loki and what they had together before.

Kept thinking of when they first met…

Rosie was super nervous when she walked into the BDSM club. But after months of talking herself into it, she finally had the courage to do it.

She didn’t dare tell any of her friends what she was into or what she was doing, perhaps foolish in a way as no one knew where she was. And she was on her own. But she was too embarrassed to tell anyone. Her friends wouldn’t understand.

She relaxed a tiny bit once she was there, noticing other people on their own as well. Getting a few drinks down her helped with her nerves too.

Some of the people she spoke to briefly were really nice. She met a lovely couple at the bar who asked if it was her first time there. They told her if she needed anything to feel free to ask them, not to be shy. That everyone there was really nice and friendly.

There were various demos on that she watched, there was a lot more to some scenes than met the eye. It really made her realise how on sites such as Fetlife and others, it was easy to get sucked into the wanna-be-Dom’s who likely had no idea what they were doing. Or how much safety came into it all.

‘Excuse me, I don’t mean to bother you but I was wondering if you’d like to join me for a drink?’ A beautiful voice came from beside her when one of the demos on aftercare just finished.

Rosie turned and her breath was taken from her as she gazed up at an incredibly tall and handsome man.

‘I… I… Yeah, I would like that, thank you.’ Rosie stammered out, nodding over enthusiastically.

He grinned, showing off his pearly white teeth as he put his hand out towards her. ‘My name is Loki.’ He introduced.

‘I’m Rosie.’ She smiled up at him and put her hand into his. That’s when she noticed his gorgeous hands, so big and he had such long fingers. She blushed hard when he raised her hand up and he kissed the back of it, making her skin tingle like crazy.

‘Pleasure to meet you, Rosie.’ He said charmingly.

Loki gave her his arm and led her over to a free table near the bar. She was really nervous, and Loki could tell. But he soon had her at ease, just chatting away to her calmly and making her laugh almost straight away. She slowly began to relax in his presence.

‘Is this your first time here?’ He asked after buying them both another drink.

‘Is it that obvious?’ She cringed, making him chuckle.

‘Kind of. You did look a bit like a deer in the headlights. But that’s normal for first timers.’ Loki winked at her.

‘So, I’m guessing that means you’ve been here before?’

‘It does.’ He nodded. ‘Not often, it’s probably my fourth visit. Mainly just trying to meet new people, meet anyone that may potentially be interested in a Daddy Dom.’

Rosie’s eyes widened and she suddenly fell shy again as she looked down at her glass and swallowed hard. Loki raised an eyebrow, instantly realising that she was a little. He suspected she was a sub, but hadn’t been sure about the little aspect or not.

Loki leaned forward over the table towards her a little more. ‘Let me take a quick stab in the dark here… But I am presuming that you are a little?’

Her mouth opened and closed again. Then she just opted for nodding in response instead of trusting her voice to actually work.

Loki smiled softly. ‘Nothing to be shy about, sweetheart. That’s why lots of people come to these clubs, to meet their person.’

‘I… I guess so.’ She agreed.

They continued to talk for over an hour, not much about BDSM which Rosie found quite pleasant. He didn’t seem to want to jump straight in so quickly, which in turn made her trust him more and relax.

At the end of the night, Loki handed over a small card with his number on it. ‘There’s absolutely no pressure at all. But I’ve really enjoyed my night with you, Rosie. I would love to take you out on a date, perhaps out for lunch Saturday? But there’s no pressure, I don’t need an answer right now. Just text or call me to let me know. But if I don’t hear from you, that’s ok too. I totally understand.’

Rosie’s heart was racing. Could he get any more considerate? He wasn’t pressuring her at all, not asking for her number. Not even expecting her to contact him if she didn’t want to go on a date with him. Not even needing an answer straight away, what a gentleman.

Loki walked her outside the club and hailed a taxi for her, he even paid in advance for her, not taking no for an answer.

‘I just want to make sure I know you’ll get home safely. And I can’t help it, it’s the protective Daddy in me.’ He shrugged and chuckled, making her giggle shyly.

‘Thank you, Loki.’ She smiled widely at him as she got into the taxi and he closed the door for her once she was in.

He waved her off and she couldn’t stop smiling the whole way home.

Of course, she did text him the following morning to say she would love nothing more than to go on a date with him on Saturday. If that was still what he wanted, too.

Loki replied within a minute, with a time and a place for their first date.

-

‘How DARE you!’ Pepper roared at Loki and launched for him, slapping him across the face. It barely made him flinch, but he clenched his jaw as he glared at her.

Everyone was surprised at Pepper’s outburst.

‘Woah, what did he do?’ Bruce asked.

‘HE is the one that broke my cousin’s heart. She was head over heels in love with you, asshole. Then you just disappeared on her, left her alone without even an explanation. No note, nothing.’ She snarled at him.

Loki narrowed his eyes at her. ‘Not that it’s any of your business, but I did what was right. To protect her. She was better off without me.’

‘You did NOT do what was right. You have no idea what you’ve put her through this past year, how heartbroken she was. Still is!’ Pepper screeched.

Loki faltered. ‘Still is? Did she not find another, she’s a beautiful, incredible woman. How could she not find ano’

‘You are such a fucking idiot!’ Pepper screeched angrily and so wanted to slap him again, but she knew it was pointless.

The guys around him all put their face into their hands.

‘What?’ Loki asked, looking around.

‘That’s a low blow, man. Not even leaving her a note.’ Said Tony.

‘I… I thought I was doing the right thing.’ Loki said, looking at Thor.

Thor nodded. ‘I did not realise that your Rose was this Rosie… But yes, Loki thought he was doing right by her. He was in love with her, adored her. Never shut up about her. But when he discovered his true heritage on a short visit home, he decided not to go back to her. In fear of hurting her.’ Thor explained.

Pepper ran her hands down her face.

‘Well, you failed on that. You probably hurt her more by not at least saying you were over. You have no idea what she’s been through this last year.’ Pepper shook her head in disgust at Loki.

The team all murmured between them and left the room, leaving Loki with Thor.

For the first time in a long time, Thor saw his real brother back. He saw true emotion on his face again, sorrow and guilt.

‘I… I did not mean to hurt her.’ Loki said, still a bit confused. ‘I loved her, Thor… I do love her. I never stopped thinking about her, never loved another.’ He whispered.

Thor sighed and walked over to him, patting his shoulder. ‘I know, brother. I know.’

Loki thought back to the first time she had called him Daddy. How much it made his heart happy that she trusted and wanted him so much…

Rosie and Loki were snuggling on the sofa together, watching some cartoons that she loved. Loki wasn’t overly fond of them, but it made her happy so he always obliged. He was just happy to have her on his lap, comfortable and relaxed in his arms. Where she belonged.

He was lightly stroking her back underneath her top, making her skin tingle. She was in utter heaven, and Loki couldn’t get enough of just simply touching her. He needed touch in some way, whether he was just holding her hand or had the tips of his fingers on her skin, he needed and craved the intimacy with her.

Loki’s fingers trailed a bit too far to her side and up a little, making her squirm and giggle.

‘Daddy, that tickles!’ She laughed and tried to grab his hand to stop him.

But he had already stopped, freezing at what she said. That was the first time she had called him that, even in little space.

The biggest smile spread across his face and he buried his face into her hair and squeezed her tightly to him.

‘Sorry, my sweet little one. I forgot how ticklish you are.’ He purred.