#loki prankster

[vbecker10]

I Dare You...

Pairing: Loki x female reader (Y/N) - established relationship

Summary: You and Loki are playing truth or dare and you think you found a dare he won't do.

A/N: Thanks @soubi001 for helping with the randomness of this one 💚 and to answer the question no one asked... no, this is not what I was supposed to be writing tonight 🫣

Loki sighs in defeat, "Very well."

"Wait, seriously?" you ask in disbelief. You were sure he wouldn't agree to this and you would finally win your hour long game of truth or dare.

"I told you, pet, I have no intentions of losing this game," he tells you with a mischievous grin.

"Fine... but you have to do it for ten seconds," you add a clause with your own calculating smile.

"Two," he counters quickly.

"Five," you cross your arms over your chest and sit back against the couch cushion.

"Two," he smiles as he leans closer to you.

"Seven," you roll your eyes and move your head slightly so he kisses your cheek instead of your lips as he intended.

"That's not how negotiations work," he chuckles and pulls back to look at you.

"Keep being annoying and I'll make it 30 seconds," you smile threateningly.

"I believe your lowest offer was five seconds," he says after a moment of silent consideration.

"Five," you nod your head in agreement.

"Brother," Loki calls for Thor's attention when he enters the common room, you wait in the hall where no one can see you.

"Loki, there you are," his older brother says cheerfully. "I thought you were seeing Y/N tonight."

"I am," Loki provides the shortest response possible and you try not to giggle, putting your hand over your mouth.

"Did you need something reindeer games?" Tony asks, annoyed that Loki interrupted their poker game.

Loki holds his hands behind his back and asks, "Thor, would you stand up for a moment?"

Thor looks at Loki then back at the other members of the team seated around the table. Tony shakes his head no adamantly while Steve and Clint shrug. Thor, being the ever trusting older brother, pushes his chair away from the table and stands to face Loki.

Before he can utter a sound, Loki pulls him into a tight hug.

"One Mississippi, two Mississippi-" you count quietly from your hidden spot just outside the doorway.

Thor's eyes go wide in shock and he doesn't move, his arms pinned to his sides with Loki's arms wrapped around him.

Tony reaches for his drink, his eyes fixed on the brothers and knocks the glass over, spilling it on his cards but no one notices.

Clint leans his chair back for a better view of the two Gods and Steve mumbles, "What the hell?"

"- Mississippi, five Mississippi," you giggle as Loki releases Thor and abruptly turns away.

"Loki, what-" Thor starts to ask but Loki leaves the room.

"I can't believe you actually did that," you tell him in shock.

"I do not like losing," he shrugs as you walk back towards your room together. "Plus, that will confuse all of them for weeks," he chuckles.

"Damnit, you're right," you sigh when you get to your room.

He smirks as he closes the door, "So darling, what will it be? Truth or dare?"

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[lokiinmediasideblog]

I will forever be pissed off at how Marvel comics wrote the relationship between Sif and Loki, as very hostile, and Loki being a creep and stealing her body because transphobic subplot. In my mind, they're like Stevie and David from Schitt's Creek. IDK they just have that vibe.

[technically-a-kiwi]

And so the cosmic AU story continues, this time focusing on the characters

So like I said on previous post, Peppino and The Noise are one of the many cosmic duos of the cosmic realm and have the immense responsability of watching over several universes, of course thankfully watching over universes isn't a full time job and both have a part time job in the cosmic realm.

Peppino continues his job as a pizzamaker, this time being completly free of debt and only doing it out of passion.

Technically, cosmic entities don't fuel from food so eating is not nececary .But they don't care, they love Peppino's pizzas and Peppino loves making pizzas so everybody wins

As for The Noise, he remains being a TV host, exept due to now being a cosmic entity, his chanel is now only broadcasted in the cosmic realm, on top of not being able to broadcast outside the cosmic realm, he isn't allowed to diverge into any other type of media like movies, comic series etc, to make sure his image doesn't slip pass the cosmic realm. And so by being a TV host that exclusively broadcasts in the cosmic realm, The Noise is litteraly the only source of entertainment you could possibly find in the entire realm.

If you dare say outloud that you dislike his show, The Noise will make sure you'll have an "actual reason" for you to dislike his show, if you know what I mean

Got nothin much to say now... Hum... Oh ! Yeah ! I haven't quite developed on our cosmic duo nor how they are as a cosmic entity have I ? Well better late then never right x) ?

For starters, Peppino.

As a cosmic entity, Peppino is (surprisingly) quite peaceful and mostly stays in his pizzeria in the cosmic realm, only interacting with his clients and occasionaly with Gustavo.

When first turning into a cosmic entity, it screwed him up quite a lot, not only did he have to process his actual death, he also had to process being in a whole new body with immense powers and brand new responsibilities he never asked for. This gave him a whole existencial crisis making him loose most of his sanity and making him into an even bigger lunatic then usual, thankfully overtime he reached to other cosmic entities who then helped him overcome his dread, slowly getting better control over his stress and bipolarity allowing to partially regain a sense of control and stability (yeah I know it's a little edgy but hey the whole AU itself is far-fetched so who cares at this point). Now he enjoys just taking things slow and appreciate the little things, such as making pizzas for others, taking naps in some deserted pastures and stargazing on top of his roof. He still has a long way to go to fully regain his sanity and stability, but the cosmic court considers his state is good enough to be handled the fate of several universes.

During his shift as a cosmic duo. Peppino is quite efficient, miraculously despite his stress and instability he always gets the job done, he does make mistakes here and there such as not being able to keep a low-profile at all or purposly exposing himself to others which is something cosmic entities must avoid at all cost.

Now bring The Noise

As a cosmic entity, The Noise is a freaking menace, fully embracing his new title of cosmic entity to mess up with people around the multiverse, using his new powers to satisfy his urge of being the ultimate prankster, one might say he his the Loki of the cosmic realm. He mostly gets away with anything he does due to the cosmic court being a huge fan of his show (much to every other cosmic entities displeasure).

When first turning into a cosmic entity, The Noise was confused on why he respawn with such a different look. As soon as he learned he had the powers of a cosmic entity, The Noise started pranking people around the multiverse, he seaked the title of ultimate prankster and for that neaded notoriety, thus The Noise's Nebula Show was born ! As time went on his channel became less of a prank channel and more of an entertaining channel. The Noise started doing other stuff on the side out of curiosity which he found quite pleasant and directly incorporated those things in his channel,slowly becoming more diversed and interesting, using his maniac and cocky nature to become the most charismatic, lively (and only) TV host the cosmic realm has ever seen. Due to The Noise originating from the same universe as cosmic Peppino, they got paired up to become a cosmic duo, much to The Noise's displeasure, it was hard enough to bear the existance of that potato looking head when he was in the same room as him, and now he has to WORK WITH HIM ? He knew such pairing would ultimatly lead to disaster, but he did it anyway, after all he's not gonna say no to having the front sit at seing Peppino's misery and struggles.

During his shift as a cosmic duo. The Noise barely does anything, he usualy stays in the back while smoking a cigar and lets Peppino do the job, he's not going to do any kind of rescuing, that would deteriorate his status of ultimate prankster! In the rare cases where his presence is absolutly needed, he solve the problem in the most ridiculous or incovinente way possible, usualy rushing it, he doesn't really care about others safety, as long as he get's the job done that's all that matters to him.

And here it is y'all ! Truly sorry if my sentences makes no sense whatsoever, I did this post very late at night like an idiot and I'm running out of water and motivation x)

Like the last post if you have any kind of question don't hesitate to ask me I'll be glad to answer all of them.

Now I'll give u some art I didn't know where to put in the post, enjoy

[vandal-flower]

Like Father, Like Daughter

Ror men with a daughter who is strong like them.

Requested Characters: Thor, Hercules and Shiva.

Notes: It's been a long time since I wrote for Shiva. Quite refreshing.🧉

Thor

Ever since she was born she had tried to hold Mjölnir, as it was the heaviest thing known to Asgard. (I would too.)

Though many disapproved, saying she could get hurt, Thor allowed her to. "It's a learning experience.", he said.

Though she failed picking it up entirely, she was able to at least move it a bit.

As time goes on, your dear sweet baby girl has the strength of her father.

Ask her to move mountains and she'll do it in an instant.

There was a time she pulled Loki's cheek so hard, he felt as if his face might be ripped off!

In other words, he's proud of her.

"Thor darling, please keep an eye on our daughter, I fear something might happen."

"Don't worry, she'll be alright."

Hercules

Many thought the daughter of Hercules would be sweet and kind.

Though not wrong, none of them would expect she would have the strength of her father!

Carrying uncle Ares at the age of 900. Winning against Hades in an arm wrestle at the age of 1000. You know the drill.

Her bright and sweet personality makes others think that she's not that strong.

But, oh boy. They were wrong. (So wrong.)

Her temper usually gets her strength out of control.

But don't worry, you're dear husband Hercules will save the day. Even if it means a quarter of the Heavens is destroyed.

"Herc, you have to make sure she doesn't accidentally hurt someone!"

"Don't worry my love. As long as I'm here, all is well."

Shiva

He knew this would happen, the whole pantheon knew! (Damn.)

You all weren't surprised when she took more of her father than you. From personality, style and now, strength.

Prankster and problem child at heart, her father helps her escape from your eyes.

You scold both of them for the destruction she's caused.

But as the god of destruction, he makes an excuse for her.

His three other wives must hold you back from smacking sense into the both of them.

Although it's all fun and games, you can't help but blame Shiva for his influence.

"Shiva, explain what the both of you have done."

"Nothing much, c'mon you gotta stop overreacting!"

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[fatorangepoo]

Wriothesley Teaches You How to Fight Like A Pro

"First things first... fix that attitude of yours," Wriothesley grumbled, clad in his long-sleeved dress shirt, fitted pants and mechanical gauntlets. Slicking his hair back with both hands over his head, he groaned, "You don't even want to do this properly. Are you just here for me or what?"

Upon hearing that, your jokester ass laughed out loud and you clutched your clenched stomach bending over in joy. Wiping a tear from your eye, you muse, "Well what if I was?" and continued giggling with your feet circling in arcs like a dying roach.

Let's just say some people have a different sense of humour. You weren't even surprised when you lightly peeked with one eye at Wriothesley to find him glaring daggers at you with those striking eyes of his, because he has never appreciated your skibidi toilet jokes.

Even you knew his limits, and you didn't know him well. Just well enough to share drinks and inside jokes. For you, well was quality time and bouts of intimate touches. So no, you didn't know him well. You got up and sprung back into action, picking up some Gintama move you saw Chinese grandmothers do in Tai Chi. Hands in karate chop motion, you tornadoed to his direction and landed a foot directly in front of him, hand positioned directly before his nose.

Wriothesley scrunched up his nose and forced out a reluctant "Better, I guess," and lowered his head. Addled and confused, you tilted your neck to your side in a classic WHAT?! pose, then you heard a chuckle from somewhere around the room. Looking around, you said, "Well, I never knew you invited some others to our practises."

When he didn't respond, you turned back to him kneeling on the floor, gorgeous di-coloured hair sprawling out from his scalp. You squat with your legs open like a frog or sneaky spider in front of him, leggings stretching against your calf. Looking down at him, you saw a glimpse of his canine tooth revealed by a devilish grin. He looked up at you and laughed at your face, eyes closed all the way through in a joyful daze.

Sobering up, he projected with a husky voice, "So funny, are we?" and you could swear his Arctic glacier eyes thundered periodically, letting you in a world of dark, deep sea typhoons. "Let's see what happens when you face real danger. You think they would loosen their grip because you said something that started with ski, ended with di and rhymed with clinically? I'd like you see you £#¢¥ing try," he threatened gloomily, advancing onto you with a fat forearm.

You hastily avoided his arm by holding it back with both hands, but you never really won over the gymbros in arm wrestling, so you got overpowered instead. He locked his arm under your neck, lifting you up so your toes were dreaming of touching land, which never happened considering you were taller than the average population. His shirt sleeve was so distracting because it smelled like your cousin's detergent and made you wish you had money to afford laundry that was more than just rinsing fabric with water.

You felt like Loki being held by his neck by Thor, albeit being the superior brother in the situation. In every situation, actually. Loki just suited you better. Pranksters have your whole heart.

You snuck your hands under his arm and pushed outward with all your might, and he was still unyielding. Bruh, at this point you just gotta turn around and start pushing his chest away from you. That'd be more effective, right? Whose chest can withstand brute force? Well, not yours, to be frank. You can't even wrestle your cousin.

"LET ME... THE £@#& GO!" you yelled with your back against his locked hands in a smooth manoeuvre, and tried to push at his chest. Ew, this feels like molestation. Who cared about molestation when your life was being threatened by a raider!!! You don't care anymore, you went from poking his chest playfully to shoving the hell out of his dress shirt, and he stumbled, hands losing their grip.

Like a proud hen, you stood arms akimbo, head inclined as you stared Wrio down. Oh my effing god. He surged and started CHARGING at you!!! He threw himself on you like on those WWE Superslams and you flew with your back sliding on the floor. His arms were around you, then you realised they weren't around you as much as they were wrapped around an actual dagger. Oh archons!

If you were wrong in the head, you would think this was fun and mentally stimulating. It was a bit exhilarating, but you were fearing for your life here. Mr Puppy here looks like he would actually kill you here and now for saying skibidi toilet during a company dinner 3 weeks ago. Deeply stashed anger, am I right? Poor pup doesn't have an outlet to release stress, so he keeps it all pent up and explodes on you for a tiny joke consisting of toilet...

His knee kneeling in the space between your thighs, he seemed chivalrous and angelic and deadly. The light shining on him from his table lamp just further intensified the dark side of his face, unilluminated by anything. That pretty much sums up your first impression of him. Dark, sepulchral and a pain to be with. Now, you're wrong. This is fun.

"Alright, yes yes, I'm afraid I'm deeply invested now, Your Grace. Continue," you chirped happily from your position under the Duke's glinting knife. If you stole a jewel from the hilt now, would he realise? You were quite good at this gemstone side hustle of yours.

"Second of all, do not let yourself be vulnerable," he gritted his teeth and you wanted to caress his neck just right above your collarbone. "Well, I don't. I never open up to people! I consider it one of my great strengths-" you got cut off by his bejeweled dagger pinning itself on the fabric of your tank top like a dart pinned to a dartboard.

"Not what I meant," he offered, "but thanks for the invitation." Then he lifted a hand and punched you on your good side. Alas, no more side profile selfies!

You grabbed the gloved hand that was about to go for a second round of punching you with one determined fist of yours, unyielding in your grip. You observe Wriothesley's amusement, his face on top of you taunting. God, his lifted lips are so distracting in their angles, sharp at all the right places. Dangerous men should not have smiles more perilous than their charm.

Despite that, you shook him with your hand guiding him in the direction you wanted to go - in this situation you wanted him the floor where you previously were. Locking your elbow around his dangerous arm, you channeled enough strength to pull him down on the floor beside you. After the satisfying thud of your bully/mentor's back hitting the floor (his tough back muscles are probably fine), you swiftly roll yourself on top of him, legs clamped around both of his. Tank top strap slowly sliding down your shoulder, you dislodge the dagger on the floor and rest your elbows on the sides of his face. Curling his hair on the dagger's pointy edge, you look down, half-lidded, on his tired blue eyes and sadistically remarked, "Any tips for ending someone with a dagger?"

[deathmetalunicorn1]

I got a little inspiration from Percy Jackson, if you haven’t read/watched it dw you don’t have to.

Reader who was claimed by a god in the series (maybe Loki for shits and giggles) and getting sent to the ror world.

Reader doesn’t confront their god parent counterpart and settles with the humans but somehow the warriors are gods find out. Especially if they found out about many Demi gods not getting claimed because the gods irresponsibility or that Loki “technically” readers biological parent, maybe he holds that against everyone else.

I’m not super well versed in this series, but I am getting into it, I had no idea there were so many books for it! Let alone the one movie that I have seen and the new series coming out. I did my best with what you provided for me.

-It had been strange for you, learning you were a demi-god, a child of a god- of Loki himself. It was a process to learn that the man who raised you was not your biological father, but he was still your papa.

-When you had been claimed as Loki’s child there were many who were quite shocked, as you had been his only child- he was one who didn’t go around like some of the others.

-You learned about that side of the world, the world of what you had only learned was mythology, and the other demi-gods like you.

-There were many who were demi-gods, but many had not been claimed by their parent, for one reason or another, something that did break your heart, as all children should know their true parent, at least to be acknowledged.

-To you, the bigger shock was falling through a portal and landing in Valhalla itself! However, the gods you came across were not the ones you recognized, they looked different and some acted different.

-Many were welcoming to you, learning about you and the world you came from, learning of all the demi-gods- the children of their counterparts.

-Many were stunned to learn that not many of their counterparts wanted to claim their children, some finding it too much of a hassle, some were the result of a broken promise to not have any more children, and other reasons.

-Loki was overjoyed, hugging you from behind when you revealed that your parent god actual did claim you, and it was him!

-Loki was relentless, being such a gremlin to the other gods, “This is my child- do you know who your children are?” you found him to be amusing, finding it funny that he was such a gremlin as other gods wanted to find their own children in your world, claiming them so they could be brought to this world to be taken care of properly, to learn about their abilities and grow up in a safe environment.

-You felt warm, seeing the difference between this world and your old world, seeing so many of the gods wanted to find and claim their children.

-Loki was a character- he was funny, sarcastic, always pulling pranks and he wanted you to join in with him, something Odin was praying that you wouldn’t- hoping that would be karma for Loki, that you wouldn’t be a prankster like him.

-The day you pranked Loki, with a well-planned and throughout prank using rubber ducks hidden everywhere, was the day he hugged you close, comically crying that he was so proud of you, “My baby is a prankster!!”

-Odin could only hold his face in his hands, dread filling him as he didn’t want to deal with two pranksters as Loki cackled maniacally, holding your hand as he dragged you along to some bonding.

[elfwitchtrickster]

A trickster’s pranks - Loki fluff oneshot

Summary: Y/N is known for being a prankster and Loki is the most notorious trickster of all time. Only chaos can ensue when these two team up

Tony let out a large yawn as he picked up the empty kettle. The other avengers were all seated in the living room, talking or watching tv. Loki was quietly reading his book, next to Wanda who was showing Peter some small, non-lethal magic tricks. "Whoaaa" Peter laughed in the background, as Stark rubbed his eyes blearily. As he turned on the tap the kettle filled, not with water but a dark red liquid and Tony yelled loudly, almost dropping the kettle.

"What is it?" The others questioned before he turned around and set the kettle on the countertop for everyone to see, the ghastly sight was met with gasps of shock. "Who would? How could this have-" "This must be a message from our enemies" Tony said, staring into the sloshing liquid. "And if they've managed to do this, that means they're inside the building, all barricades up an-" Before he could continue he heard a muffled laughing coming from behind one of the large pillars.

As he rounded it, he discovered his intern Y/N with her hand clasped over her mouth in effort to contain her giggles. "Y/N" he said sternly, as if he were talking to a puppy that had ruined the furniture. "Did you do this?" He asked gesturing towards the kettle upon the countertop. "Maybe" she said with a wide grin and another laugh. All the avengers groaned and sat back down, shaking their heads as Y/N rolled around on the floor in laughter.

Some of the others like Peter and Thor also joined in her laughter, along with Loki, surprisingly. " I swear to god, this is worse than when reindeer games turned my coffee into snakes" he said glaring at the god of mischief who only smirked in response. "One day, one of your pranks is gonna get you killed you know" Clint said with a small smile. "That's the fun of it!" Y/N replied.

She played many a practical joke on the avengers throughout the next few months. Her escapades included scaring Natasha, which ended with a dagger to her neck, hiding Clint's arrows throughout the compound and feeding Thor an ice cream sandwich that had been replaced with toothpaste instead of ice cream. All of these were found enjoyable by the rest of the team, but none more so than Loki whose eyes lit up every time there was a scream or yell of frustration from one of Y/N's antics. As a result he began talking to the intern more often, frequently requesting drinks or books in an effort to talk to her. They became fast friends, engaging in conversations about their favourite books or the best pranks they had played on their friends.

To the heroes' horror the two began collaborating in their pranks, combining Y/N's knowledge of the others and Loki's production value. Together they almost burned down the compound a total of 3 times in a month, but no matter how many tricks they played, the others never seemed to expect it.

"So it'll burst when Steve walks under it?" Y/N whispered to Loki as they hid behind a wall near the gym. "Yes, it's enchanted so it will sense him just before he enters, which should give the paint enough time to fall" he murmured back. They waited giddily, for their target to arrive, Steve visited the gym at 6 am every morning and that's exactly where they were, 2 minutes before he was due to arrive.

Y/N fumbled with her camera a bit before finding the perfect angle to capture Steve, ever since she and Loki had started cranking people together, they had filmed each and every one of their tricks, as a trophy of their achievements. Right on cue, the super soldier sauntered toward the gym's entrance. It was silent for all but his footsteps before "SPLAT". Steve whirled around in confusion, green and yellow paint flying all around him. He shook his hands and yelled "LOKIIIII! Y/NNNNNN!" In frustration. The pair in question were silently giggling from their hidden viewpoint, quietly high fiving each other.

However when Steve ran back to where he had came from and caught sight of the tricksters they had no choice but to run. Skidding and slipping through the hallways, Loki revelled in the sound of her laugh. After a few minutes he found a small laundry cupboard to hide in. He grabbed Y/N by the sleeve and dragged inside, shutting the door just before Steve could see them.

Each held their breath as they listened for the super soldier's footsteps with mischievous grins. As Loki looked down at his partner in crime he noticed just how close they were, pushed together by the cramped closet. In the dim light he could still admire her playful smile and he noticed how her eyes sparkled as she peeked through the slats of the door.

A warm sensation spread through his chest and he found himself leaning towards her. It was as if some invisible force was pulling the god of mischief towards her. But Y/N turned to face him, Loki abruptly came to a stop. He played it off as fidgeting in the tight cupboard and Y/N believed him.

They carefully exited their hiding spot looking for any sign of the Captain. As she made her way back to the living room a smile grew on his face. Oh dear Asgard, what was he to do with these feelings, he asked himself. But somehow he couldn't manage to be worried, about being in love with someone to wonderful.

[the-little-spiritual]

I spent a lot of time on the networks seeing TikTok or other posts about Loki.

Mainly with these jokes and his humor. Which means a lot to him.

But I would also like to talk about his protective, warm, tender, family side. For me, Loki was present in my life very early and gave me a lot of serious advice and comfort. He is sometimes protective or a shoulder on which I willingly rest. Loki is amazing.

He is a patient and loving god. He makes us smile as he can show us life.

He's just more than a prankster, but he's a prankster. I love it so much.

[vvluvmai]

Marc snuffy and noel noa are the fathers of blue lock

Chris prince and lavinho are the fun big brothers, and lavinho is the prankster and chris supports him

And Loki is the only professional guy who occasionally joins in on pranks only when he's pestered non stop and when it involves pranking noel noa for shits and giggles

[delicatebarness]

i think he knows | chapter six

Summary: How Steve found out is revealed.

Warnings: A lot of dialog in the first part. One use of Y/N. For the Wanda and Peter fans.

Word Count: 1134

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A/N: This is breaking me. Have another shortish one. Personally, not the proudest of this one. It's more of a filler chapter.

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The Saturday morning sunlight filtered through the curtains, it cast a glow into your room. Looking around, it felt peaceful, like the scene didn’t match how you felt. Steve’s voice, the harsh words, and then Bucky’s eyes kept replaying in your mind and you tried to focus on your weekend homework.

A soft knock on your door pulled you away from staring toward the window. “Come in,” you mumbled as you used your sleeve to wipe a stray tear from your cheek. Wanda and Peter entered, expressions filled with concern and sorrow. They didn’t say anything as they found positions on top of your bed. Peter took a seat in the bottom corner, Wanda, next to you near the headboard. 

“How are you holding up?” Peter asked softly, you offered a weak smile and a quiet, “I’m fine.”

“Did you talk to Steve afterward?” Wanda questioned, you nodded in response before taking a deep breath and going into detail about what happened.  

“Steve thought it was just rumored to play him up,” you explained with a sigh, recalling the conversation with him on the car ride home last night. “Thor told him that he heard Loki making jokes about me and Bucky, but, Steve didn’t believe it knowing his reputation as the biggest prankster in the school.”

“Then,” you looked over to Wanda, remembering a conversation you had with her while at school. “Sam overheard everything in the library between us,” you continued as Wanda’s expression softened. “He said he didn’t believe that at first either until he saw Bucky at the game.”

Recounting the night's events with Wanda and Peter, you told them everything that Steve had shared about Bucky and his friends. You explained that what Steve had told you created more doubts and questions in your mind. Their expressions shifted from concern to understanding as they listened, offering the occasional nod. Wanda reached out, gently squeezing your hand.

“Do you believe it?” The question hung in the air, it lingered between the three of you. After a moment, you shrugged. You didn’t know what to think anymore. 

“I don’t want to, but,” your tears began again, “All I can do is think about every little detail and try to pick out what could have been a part of the game and what could have been, if anything, real.” Wanda gave you another reassuring, her gaze filled with empathy. 

“Neither of us can know how difficult this is for you, but, you’re not alone, alright?” Using the hand she was already holding, Wanda pulled you into a hug. Letting you let out your tears and soaking her shoulder. “We’ve got you, Y/N,” Peter reassured as he joined the hug.

~

Monday morning arrived, the weekend had been a blur of solitude and doubt. Once Wanda and Peter left Saturday afternoon, you spent the rest of the time locked away from everyone. The thoughts swirling confused and hurt. You barely spoke to your family, withdrawing from them at meal times. They understood, leaving you be for the most part.

As you strolled through the familiar hallways, again, a weight felt like it pressed against your shoulders. You could feel his gaze on you, an invisible force daring you to break. You ignored it. The memory of his eyes flashed before yours, the feeling of remorse and something deeper, you sped your strides up desperate to be in the safety of your homeroom. 

Throughout the morning, you needed help to concentrate. Your mind raced with the thoughts of, do they know? Are they in on it too? Burning yourself into your schoolwork, you tried to block out the distractions. 

By lunchtime, you decided to change your routine. Instead of sitting at your usual table, you sat alone in the corner of the cafeteria. You hadn’t had much of an appetite since the football game, resulting in a sandwich turned into picked-out crumbs. The noise of the busy lunch hour faded into the background as you repeated Steve’s words in your head. 

Suddenly, a shadow fell across the table, you hesitated to look up. After a moment, you saw it was Wanda and Peter beginning to sit opposite you. “Hey,” they said simultaneously. 

You managed to give them a weak smile, you were grateful for their presence. “I thought, if he comes in here today then he might not see me if I’m over here,” you said quickly to explain the switch around.

“If we found you so easily, don’t you think-” Peter was cut off with a shove from Wanda. “Sorry, I’m the one who doesn’t think.” You chuckled at his attempt to make the situation better. He was right though, Bucky was vigilant, he probably knew you were sitting here before you did. 

Thankfully, to your knowledge, he never stepped foot into the cafeteria that day. 

~

As the final bell rang, you rushed to gather your things and meet up with Peter. Steve had a late practice that he needed to attend so you asked Peter if he wanted to take a slow walk instead of waiting. Exiting the school, stepping into the cool breeze, your mind felt calm for the first time that day. 

The walk home felt longer than it was, for most of it, you and Peter talked about the latest English homework and when the best time to arrange with Wanda a study group. It felt nice to think about something other than the weekend. You enjoyed English and reading. Between the three in your little group, English was one of the highest grades for you, naturally meaning that it was your turn to host the study group. 

Waving goodbye to Peter, you pushed the front door open, the weight of the was still quite heavy. As you climbed the stairs to your room, all you wanted to do was fall into your bed. It wasn’t until you closed your bedroom door that you were greeted with a scene that took you by surprise. 

There, sitting on the edge of your bed, with no boots or leather jacket on, they had been placed neatly on the ottoman under your window, and that damn red Henley shirt. Bucky. 

You froze momentarily, shocked at seeing him for the first time since that night. His face was more bruised than you remember it being. You couldn’t help be feel guilty.

“James,” you finally managed to breathe, his name was barely a whisper leaving your lips. He slowly stood up from your bed, you stepped back as he started to move closer to you. “Hey, Sunshine,” he replied, his voice was soft yet filled with uncertainty.

Unable to take your eyes off his, you found yourself with your back flush to the bedroom door, your voice began to tremble, “Don’t call me ‘Sunshine’.”

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[riririnnnn]

Aftermath of NEL/BM Vs PxG:

Isagi is the protagonist, so I'll be focusing on him.

From the start, the main main rival in NEL for Isagi has been Kaiser, and there have been instances where the latter had accepted that Isagi got him good. In fact, in the chapter 239, he was genuinely tweaking:

You see my boy in the top left? Yeah, even Ness was taken aback.

Also, while we are at it, can we give a glance to this panel:

Ness, indeed, calls everything disgusting, but the last line, "The Magic of Yoichi's football...!?"

Hello???????????????

How did we ignore that, huh?

I understand that it doesn't seem like much but if we were to take in account of his backstory, then we can say that, that IS a big statement coming out of Ness' mouth.

So, is this like a slow/indirect build-up to a moment in the BM Vs PxG where Ness assists Isagi instead of Kaiser?

BUT

That's where things becomes low-key difficult for me to digest.

You see, if Isagi were to INDEED surpass/defeat Kaiser, then what?

No, I'm not trying to pick up a fight, I'm genuinely asking what will happen after that? Will Kaiser become a disposable rival or something like Kira Ryosuke?

But you know, the above thing seems a bit farfetched. I understand that Kira disappearing like that seemed farfetched too, but Kaiser as a character has too much depth to just be thrown away.

That's why, I think that Isagi MIGHT surpass Kaiser but only superficially.

That's that, and now we have this grumpy fella:

Rin has been Isagi's rival ever since the beginning of second selection and the thing low-key became officially mutual when Sae praised Isagi after the U-20 match.

However, Isagi's Blue Lock rank is canonically 2 now and Rin's rank is 1. So if Isagi were to truly defeat Rin, then he will became number 1 and that's like the endgame for Blue Lock you know— protagonist reached the highest point. I understand that the main goal is to win the World Cup, but still.. you getting me, right?

BUT

Amidst everything, why are we forgetting this miracle boy:

What if he pulls up some Prodigy shit during the Barcha match and gets into Top 3?

Further, with Kunigami Vs Shidou, what makes you think that these two wouldn't get into Top 5 too?

I think that Isagi wouldn't be number 1 yet. He'll probably share the rank or maybe that his auction value will increase for sure but he'll get his rank lowered/shared. It makes sense because there have been many moments where Isagi was humbled and didn't get the victory he wanted at once.

But.

(screeches)

BUT

We can't forget the above panel.

Something fiery is being cooked up.

Every type of theory that has been made about World Cup arc/Post-NEL arc takes in the facts from whatever we know about REAL life U-20 World Cup.

So if something entirely else is going to happen in the BLLK universe, then I don't know what more can happen.

To sum it up, I think this MIGHT happen:

Rin gets an offer from Royale Madrid/Re Al and will maintain his ranking of 1.

Isagi gets an offer with higher salary than his current but it'll not affect his ranking.

Nagi pulls up his shit and becomes L(egend).

Top 5/Top 10 will have more than one shared ranking.

Shidou and Kunigami gets banger offers too.

And about the match:

Kaiser will score a goal.

Kunigami too and Shidou will give him some kind of acknowledgement.

IGA-DA-GOAT-GURI will clutch and gives BM a free kick by making someone from PxG do a foul.

Kiyora will either assist or will score himself.

Isagi might score a goal too.

Yukimiya might assist.

Raichi defends against Loki.

Goatmaru slays.

Charles Vs Hiori.

Feel free to add yours!

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Charles might throw a tantrum if PxG loses. Idk why he gives off a BIG bratty prankster vibes.

[devouredbyflame]

The Meticulous and Organized Nature of Loki

Most people tend to equate Loki with “chaos” and being a prankster. They say that He gets enjoyment out of destruction and random stuff. I, however, have had a different experience of Himself. 

Something I have learned through my years of being intimate with Loki is that He is impeccably meticulous. He is organized and timely. He has plans within plans. He does not tend to work based on randomness whatsoever. It may seem like it is. He puts meaning into everything He does. He means what He does in a way that there is also a dual meaning or purpose that is never clear the first time around.

Whether or not we see what His plans and focuses are, that’s completely different. It may seem like chaos to us. In reality, it is smaller pieces to a much larger scaled puzzle. These pieces fall into place exactly when they are supposed to. The pieces that we see are, themselves, a working puzzle. It takes a lot more than just it being ‘chaos’ to be a work of Loki’s.

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[captain-lessship]

Crow

Request: Could you do one for Wednesday Addams x a mischievous shapeshifter/Loki-esque male reader?

A/N: I wrote this reader to be a sort of prankster. I honestly wouldn’t mind writing more for this version of reader if a lot of you want me to. I had fun with this! Thank you for requesting <3

A bird was  perched in the rafters listening to her type in her type writer. It  had been up there for a while, just listening. 

 Boredom struck the crow, causing it to float down to her, landing on her desk, looking at her. Black eyes scanning.

Her eyes never left the typewriter, “You know it’s not polite to lurk.” 

The bird cawed at her, before slowly shifting, black smoke covering parts of the creature as arms grew from its wings, feathers shrinking up into skin. It grew in size, parts of it twisting and snapping, returning to a human size and shape. With a caw like laugh, it spoke. You spoke.

“C’mon Wednesday! Let’s do something.” You swung your legs as you sat on the desk.

“Such as?”

You gleamed at the fact she even was thinking about it. It took a lot to get the love of your life to do anything non-melancholic. “I was thinking we go on a nice walk and I heard that they are having a party down by the lake?”

“Enid told me.”

You decided to add something for Wednesday, “With parties, comes bonfires, with bonfires, scary stories.”

“I believe I am following.” She said, a glimmer in her eye. 

You grabbed her hand pulled her up from her chair, spun her around. “Let’s go, come on.” 

She barely smiled at your affectionate action, moving to her jacket. You straightened your varsity jacket from your old school and re-tied your shoes. 

You had gotten expelled because of your prank. You played basketball and the opposing teams mascot was a leopard. You decided that it would be funny to shape shift and it was:

Until someone called animal control and you got shot with a tranquilizer dart. 

You and Wednesday carefully walked to her balcony, you looked to Wednesday, “Do you want help getting down?”

“I will take the drain pipe.” She said, throwing her leg over the ledge. You watched her carefully as she slid down. You, wanting to show off, flung out your arms, the same black smoke covering you. This time, as long, black shimmering snake, you entered the drain pipe, slinking through and coming out the at the end. You stopped at Wednesdays feet, looking up to her.

“I love the look but I prefer when you can talk to me. Even if you make no sense.” 

With a somehow loving hiss, you shifted back into your form Wednesday knew and loved. It had taken you two years, a lot of near death experiences and patience for you both to be like this with each other. 

You had started out hating each other. She stepped on your tail while your were in dog form and you hated her from that moment til you were forced to interact because of educations worst attributes: Group work. 

Slowly, you forgave her and became some resemblance of friends, to true friends, to confidant, eventually ending as lovers. 

You fell first. How could you not? Her sarcasm, her misdirection and her bluntness is what you need. You had realized this when you ended up biting a supposed-to-be-dead pilgrim’s arm. 

Wednesday fell in love the next year, you were sitting, as a crow, in a tree. You were watching over Eugene, whom you both considered a younger brother like figure. Wednesday fell in love with the your passion, your resilience, your slight arrogance. 

Many were amazed when they saw you, arm draped over Wednesday’s shoulder, walking and laughing with her and her looking happy about it. You both made sure to take care and understand each other.

Wednesday didn’t like extravagant displays of affection and you had a need for physical touch. So you two went with the shoulder position and hand holding. Her hands fit perfectly in yours and she was surprised when she noticed this. 

She remembered that her father told her people are made to interact, physical or not. She loved holding your hand but she also loved watching you from afar. 

You loved pulling her into hugs and you loved listening to her do anything. Typing, walking, talking and her heartbeat. 

You could find each other in a dark room if you were asked. That’s how you described it to other people. 

With in a few minutes, you both could hear the laughter of your school mates and light. You both stopped, Wednesday looked at you.

“Story of the Evergreen Woodsman?”

You smiled, you teeth glowing in the faint firelight that shined through the tree. 

“It will be the performance of the century!” You said, slowly backing away further from the party. You began shifting.

Wednesday walked through the trees, surprising everyone.

“Oh my god, you came!” Enid said from her place beside Ajax. She motioned the girl over. Wednesday sat beside her.

“Did I miss anything?”

“Nah,” Ajax said, “We are just kinda chilling. Make a s’more.”

Wednesday grabbed the stick and bag of marshmallows the Gorgon handed her. She began toasting one when Xavier stood up.

“Alright alright, we all know the tradition, stories. Know who wants to tell one.”

There was a pause before Wednesday handed her the flaming marshmallow to Enid.

Xavier looked at her, “Try not to scare us to bad.” He laughed as he went to go sit back down.

Wednesday took his spot, facing the party goers.

“In these woods, a long time ago, there was a logging camp, before Nevermore was there and before the Gates family bought it.”

The winds slowly blew, making the reflection of the moon in the water shiver and shake. 

“One man, Todd Gragg, was a dedicated lumberjack. He would show up early and stay late. He worked hard and helped everyone and he was well liked, except his co-worker, Jason Luke. Jason hated Todd and was plotting how to get a leg up on Todd.”

You snapped a couple limb, catch the attention of only a few.

“Jason finally saw a way: Todd always sharpened his axe after his shift. No one was around. The plan was to damage the axe after Todd was done with it.” 

You slowly moved forward getting to where you could move quickly. 

“Todd sharpened the blade, once satisfied, he slammed it down into the stump. He stood up and began walking away, Jason quickly walked to the axe and tried to pull it from the stump. It wasn’t coming loose. He tugged hard, pulling with all he could.”

You stomped loudly, making everyone look around.

“It came out of the stump.”

Another stomp.

“It flung from Jason’s hands..”

You ran out of the tree line, screaming “Right into my head!” 

Screams ensued, a few stood to run, only realizing your laughter. You were doubled over, laughing your heart out as you return to your normal size.

“You shoulda seen the looks on your all faces.”

“C’mon you two!” Enid said, still shaky from the scare. 

You grinned a Cheshire grin as you walked to Wednesday, throwing your arm around her shoulder, “We got them real good, cailín álainn.”

[acronym-chaos]

Jax (TADC) Inspired ID Pack

[PT: Jax (TADC) Inspired ID Pack].

Names

[PT: Names].

Ace, Axel, Bandit, Blaze, Blitz, Boomer, Buster, Byte, Chaos, Chester, Chip, Crash, Dash, Dax, Dexter, Dizzy, Echo, Felix, Finn, Flash, Frenzy, Gizmo, Glitch, Harley, Jazz, Jett, Jinx, Joker, Kicks, Kip, Knox, Loki, Max, Mischief, Neo, Nix, Pixel, Pogo, Quirk, Razz, Rebel, Riff, Riot, Rocco, Rogue, Ryder, Scrappy, Scout, Skipper, Slick, Sly, Snaps, Sparx, Spike, Spaz, Tango, Trick, Turbo, Twitch, Vandal, Vex, Vortex, Wily, Zip, Ziggy, Zane

Pronouns

[PT: Pronouns].

Anti / Antic / Antics; Cha / Chao / Chaos; Clow / Clown / Clowns; Craz / Craze / Crazes; Hop / Hop / Hops; Jest / Jeste / Jesters; Jig / Jig / Jigs; Pran / Prank / Pranks; Quir / Quirk / Quirks; Quip / Quip / Quips; Ras / Cal / Cals [Rascal]; Snar / Snark / Snarks; Spri / Spring / Springs; Tri / Trick / Tricks; Trick / Trick / Tricks; Whim / Whim / Whims; Wit / Wit / Wits

Titles

[PT: Titles].

The Chaotic Jester, The Digital Troublemaker, The Maniac with a Smile, The Master of Chaos, The Mischievous Prankster, The Unpredictable Fool, The Virtual Rogue, Trickster of the Circus,[Pronoun] Who Bounces Through the Digital World, [Pronoun] Who Flips the Script, [Pronoun] Who Laughs in Code, [Pronoun] Who Pranks the Program, [Pronoun] Who Tricks and Tangles, [Pronoun] Who Twists the Game

[ID: A purple thin line divider shaded at the bottom, end ID]

Requested by @gamecraft101!

Also tagging: @pronoun-arc @id-pack-archive

[gayometer]

Can I maybe ask for a (idontgiveafuck)!Y/N

Like they really don't give shit to anything. Poseidon or Adamas insults them and they're like: Aight cool. 😐

Someone stabs a knife to their chest and they be like: Wow. Really? A knife?

Accidentally stub their toe? "Okay. Could've been worse"

Literally nothing fazes them at all. They just accepts everything with that 😐 face

It do be like that sometimes

I'll do gods and humans, not separated by character since that will be EXTREMELY long. Also I'll shorten that to Neutral! Y/N This has made me realize how little humans there are to gods.

ZEUS who finds your indifference funny and likes to watch the other gods get frustrated at your "blatant disrespect"

POSEIDON who takes every little thing you do as you seeing him less then perfect and not your superior.

HADES who finds you amusing and makes it his mission to make you smile. After all he made Poseidon smile before so what's the difference?

ADAMAS who also doesn't take lightly your "disrespect" and easily gets frustrated by your indifferent nature.

APHRODITE who finds you adorable and like to squish your cheeks to make you smile.

HERMES who hides his frustration behind his prankster nature.

ARES who tries his best to not do something "dumb" and constantly thinks you're judging him.

HERACLES who sees you no differently and will do the bulk of your conversations.

SHIVA who also makes it his mission to make you smile, all though he'll be pleased with any type of reaction from you that isn't your normal indifferent responses.

BUDDHA who accepts your indifference and just gives you sweets.

ODIN who actually prefers you the way you are since you don't act scared or overly formal with him. He also likes the silence between you two.

ZERO who thinks you're always sad and tries to cheer you up with his little bird friend.

LOKI who will stop at nothing to get a reaction out of you no matter how low or high he has to go.

THOR who also prefers how quiet you are, much more tolerable then his brother.

BEELZEBUB who doesn't have much of an opinion but wishes to know more about you, after all you're always in the presence of those stronger then you but you treat them all like they're equal (or "lesser" then you in some of the others opinions).

ADAM who sees no problem in you since he's the same.

SASAKI who only wishes you'll smile more. But does enjoy chatting with you, even if it's one-sided.

QIN SHI who is torn between leaving you alone and doing the most ridiculous things to try and get a reaction out of you.

JACK THE RIPPER who sees you as someone he can vent to and who will keep his secrets.

RAIDEN who likes to bother you and sees you a little sibling.

LU BU who is torn between thinking you're disrespecting him and enjoying the fact that you're so neutral meaning he can actually sit in silence with someone.

TESLA who sees you as a person to rant about science even if you don't respond.

[dark-elf-writes]

Harry: *mentions date of final battle*

Loki: *tilts head* strange…that’s the day I felt a rather notable dip in power. I’ve regained it, but I’ve yet to find an answer.

Harry: do you think it’s because I died?

Loki: it’s theoretically possible but there’s been many gods with mortal soulmates who’ve died. At least one of them should have recorded a change in power. No, it felt like when the best of my worshippers passed.

Harry: Then why couldn’t it have been that?

Loki: darling, I haven’t been worshipped in a very long time. And if it was one of mine dying, I would have heard their prayers at least.

Harry: but you mentioned it is possible to follow a god unknowingly. Maybe that’s what they were doing and you felt it when he-they died.

Loki: that very well could be the cause, but you seem…awfully invested in this.

Harry: I knew someone, a prankster, that died in the final battle. I just-he…

Loki: Tell me about him?

If you hear sobbing it’s just me

What if the reason it was so noticeable is because two of his died that day. Both notable pranksters of their times who had their lives cut short. What if Loki had felt two more deaths earlier but since they were spaced years apart hadn’t really noticed it. What if Loki felt all of the Marauders and Fred Weasley dying. What if