#loki x iris

[simplybombshell]

Crackship Request:

tom hiddleston as loki and candice patton as iris west

[purple-iris]

Look, I have a lot of headcanons but also a lot of exams, so random bribs are to be expected.

Anyway, Loki and Sigyn, under the mind stone and Thanos' control during the first Avengers movie is very resounding in this song

[chairwritexv]

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ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍs

𝙲𝚆’𝚜 𝚏𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚑 𝙲𝚆’𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠 [𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳] 𝚖𝚌𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚝𝚖𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚜 :: 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚏𝚗𝚊𝚏 𝚏.𝚛.𝚒.𝚎.𝚗.𝚍.𝚜. [𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳] 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎 [𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳] 𝚠𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢 [𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳] 𝚒𝚝𝚜𝚟 / 𝚊𝚝𝚜𝚟 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚏𝚕𝚢

ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs

F⃣l⃣a⃣s⃣h⃣

𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚓𝚘𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚘 𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚎𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 [𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜] 𝚓𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚙𝚑 𝚍𝚒𝚋𝚗𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚊 𝚠𝚎𝚜𝚝-𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚣𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚗𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚜𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢

a⃣r⃣r⃣o⃣w⃣ [𝙲𝙻𝙾𝚂𝙴𝙳]

𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚓𝚘𝚑𝚗 𝚍𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚘𝚊𝚔

m⃣c⃣u⃣

𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚡𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚕𝚘𝚔𝚒 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚏𝚎𝚢𝚜𝚘𝚗 [𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎, 𝚃𝚅𝙰, 𝚜𝚢𝚕𝚟𝚒𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚝, 𝚔𝚒𝚍, 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚒 [/𝚙]] 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚊 𝚖𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛

a⃣r⃣c⃣a⃣n⃣e⃣

𝚟𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚌𝚘 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚓𝚒𝚗𝚡 𝚖𝚢𝚕𝚘 𝚌𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚌𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚔𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎𝚕 𝚎𝚔𝚔𝚘

r⃣o⃣t⃣t⃣m⃣n⃣t⃣

𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚘 [/𝚙] 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚛𝚊 𝚓𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚕 𝚘’𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚕 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚊

t⃣r⃣a⃣n⃣s⃣f⃣o⃣r⃣m⃣e⃣r⃣s⃣ : r⃣e⃣s⃣c⃣u⃣e⃣ b⃣o⃣t⃣s⃣

𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝚔𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚒 𝚌𝚘𝚍𝚢 [/𝚙 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙] 𝚏𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚎 [/𝚙 𝚘𝚛 𝚊𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙] 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚎𝚏 [/𝚙]

f⃣n⃣a⃣f⃣

𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚍𝚍𝚢 𝚏𝚊𝚣𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚛 [+ 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎, & 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜] 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚌𝚑���𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚗 [+ 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎, & 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜] 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 [+ 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎, & 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜] 𝚏𝚘𝚡𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚎 [+ 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔, 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚎, & 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚟𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜] 𝚖𝚛. 𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚘 [+ 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚖𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚔] 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚕𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚡𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚕𝚏 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚐𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚢 𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚌𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 [𝚙/] 𝚎𝚟𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚘𝚗 [𝚙/] 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚢 [𝚙/]

f⃣.r⃣.i⃣.e⃣.n⃣.d⃣.s⃣.

𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚎𝚕 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚎𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚏𝚏𝚊𝚢 𝚓𝚘𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚒

p⃣s⃣y⃣c⃣h⃣

𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚠𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚐𝚞𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚝 𝚘’𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚎 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚡 𝚋𝚞𝚣𝚣 𝚖𝚌𝚗𝚊𝚋

c⃣a⃣s⃣t⃣l⃣e⃣

𝚔𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚗 𝚛𝚢𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚟𝚒𝚔𝚛𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚝𝚘𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚙𝚒

w⃣e⃣d⃣n⃣e⃣s⃣d⃣a⃣y⃣

𝚠𝚎𝚍𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚊𝚖𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚊𝚓𝚊𝚡 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚜 𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚕𝚙𝚒𝚗

i⃣t⃣s⃣v⃣

𝚐𝚠𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚢 𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋. 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛-𝚗𝚘𝚒𝚛 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚑𝚊𝚖 𝚓𝚎𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜 𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚘𝚌𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚜

f⃣i⃣r⃣e⃣f⃣l⃣y⃣

𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚖 𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚗𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚛𝚊 𝚔𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚢𝚎 𝚓𝚊𝚢𝚗𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚋 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚊𝚖 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎 𝚣𝚘𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚎

ɴᴀᴠɪɢᴀᴛɪᴏɴ

[buck-star]

All I want is you | B.B

Pairing: BestFriend!Bucky Barnes x BestFriend!Fem!Reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

Authors Note: Reposting all the stuff from my other account here so please bear with me.

Event: Part of the Flash Fiction Challenge hosted by @justagirlinafandomworld [Song: All I want for Christmas is you]

Masterlist | Challenge Masterlist

"And what do you want for Christmas?" You ask with a grin on your face as you hold up a hoodie with the Grinch's face.

Bucky looks at the hoodie, rolling his eyes playfully.

"I'm not the Grinch, babydoll."

"Aren't you? You're always so grumpy around others; just the green is missing. Maybe we should paint you?" You joke, giggling as Bucky takes a step closer to you.

His arms wrap around your waist to pull you against his broad chest.

"You think so?" He growls, trying to hide the smile on his lips. "It's just because I only have a soft spot for one thing. The thing I want for Christmas, and that's you."

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[mrs-elsie-barnes]

The Old Gods and The New - Chapter 4

One God to Another | Loki x Reader

Loki begins your training at an unexpected moment, but you both end up learning something new.

Warnings: Loki gets wet! Suggestive descriptions. Reader is still locked up :(

Green divider by @firefly-graphics

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Loki sauntered out of the room, hiding his eagerness to see you behind his veil of teasing. Although he would’ve liked to go directly to your room, he detoured to Dr Banner’s lab at the request of Stark’s robot assistant. The god wasn’t particularly fond of disembodied, omniscient voices telling him what to do, that was more his game, but he followed the directions to Dr Banner’s lab nonetheless. 

“Doctor,” he nodded, leaning against the large desk and folding his arms across his chest. 

Bruce barely looked up from the complicated diagram infront of him. Loki knew that his presence made the man uncomfortable, but he couldn’t help how others reacted to him. 

“Loki, she really seemed to engage with you last time. Do you think you could ask about the Grandad? We couldn’t find any guardianship order or documents linking them. I don’t even think their DNA matches.” Bruce said, removing his glasses and wiping them on his white lab coat. He looked up at Loki then, through blurry eyes, as if staring straight at the man would turn him to stone. 

“Do you have a lot of experience with women, Doctor Banner?” Loki drawled, looking at his long fingers and neat nails. 

Bruce flushed cherry red in answer. 

“I find that women do not respond to being interrogated.” Loki pulled the cuffs of his shirt down and the starched fabric became tighter, moulding to his muscular torso and broad shoulders.

“We just need the information, Loki. Not a date.” Bruce grumbled. “Just ask her.”

“Ask her?”

“About her Grandad,” Bruce was clearly frustrated, but kept his voice to a quiet hiss, still hidden behind his workbench.

“Hmmm…no. I’ll talk to her how I want, I’ll do what I want and what’s more, so will she.” Loki walked backwards towards the door, “and maybe, if you all behave, I’ll share with you.” He gave one last smirk before pushing both doors open and striding back into the corridor. 

Loki knocked on the locked door of your room, you'd made it clear you wanted respect and, what's more, Loki believed you deserved it. An honour that he knew you didn't yet understand.

“Yes?” When he pressed the intercom button, he heard your voice as a thin, wary whisper.

He entered slowly and smiled as you turned to greet him, the bracelet on your wrist caught the sun, sending sparkles of green dancing over the white clinical surfaces. He wasn’t sure if you would want to keep it on but his chest swelled at the sight of his colours complimenting you so well. 

“Loki!” You smiled when you saw him, when was the last time anyone had smiled at his presence? “You came back!”

“I promised I would, did I not?” He grinned as you reached out your hand to him. 

“I wanted to show you something.” You pulled him over to the smaller mirror, the real mirror, that was placed over the wash basin. 

Standing in front of him you stared at your reflection, concentration written on your brow. Loki stared too and then, in the corner of your eye, a gold fleck appeared. You smiled and then gold took over the whole of your left iris and then the right. 

You looked at him through the mirror, “I did that, I thought about it and I did it." 

You swivelled to face him and he couldn’t help but touch you, hands on each cheek, to better examine your changing countenance and your beaming smile. 

“Very good Little ásynja, it seems you did not need my assistance after all.”

“Oh no, I do, I do. This took all morning. I want to do more, I want to control my hair and my height - and  -and I want to stop people being uncomfortable around me. I want them to kiss the right people, not me, and -”

Loki ran his thumb over your bottom lip to quiet your rambling. It was a risk, but you didn’t seem to mind the attention or the touch, in fact the air got thicker in the room the longer he touched you, hot and close, his heart sped up again and sweat formed on his brow. 

“Little ásynja we can practise all of those things, but we should start small.”

“Yes, teach me please.” You bounced on your heels, a glow filling the room as the sun hit full in the sky. Loki looked at his watch, 3pm. The sun was in the wrong place.

“Calm down, please. Darling,” he smoothed a hand over your hair and down your back, stilling you for a moment. “First let us find you some calm and then we will practise a simple trick.”

“Calm?”

“Yes, you must be calm so you can free your mind to explore your magic. What would make you relaxed?” Loki had a good idea of what he’d like to do to help relax you, something akin to his last visit but maybe with less clothing, but considering the sun was still in the wrong place and he wasn’t entirely sure you’d noticed, he decided to take it slow. “A bath maybe?”

You nodded, “that would be wonderful, the shower here is horrible.”

Loki waved a hand, checking for cameras and dropping fabric across the mirror again.

“A bath sounds like a good idea,” another wave and a huge copper bath appeared, high at the back with a small table next to it covered in coloured bottles and squares of lined cloth. 

“Incredible,” you breathed, running a finger along the top edge, “it’s warm!” You let out a giggle and Loki could see how the mortals were so enamoured with you, your smile was infectious, bubbling as high as the bath. And as he looked at you, a feeling of joy washed over him too. 

You looked around nervously, and Loki worried you might ask him to leave. Instead he resolved to make himself integral to your relaxation process, if he was indispensable then he could stay. 

He placed his hands on your shoulders, “sometimes the women of Asgard would wear linen shifts when bathing in public,” his magic simmered and a soft white cotton shirt appeared around your body, a thin lace keeping it together between your breasts and collar bone.

“It’s comfortable,” you observed, playing with the lace.

“Good,” Loki smiled softly and held his hand out to help you over the tall side of the bath, and you paused there, your hand in his. 

“The room isn’t very relaxing,” you glanced at the medical bed, the plain table and small window.

“Agreed," a gold halo surrounded the room, the walls darkening into wood panels, the tiny window widening into a fireplace complete with roaring fire. 

“Loki, it's beautiful,” you breathed. And there was that smile again, so genuine and warm. Loki tipped his head towards the bath and supported your weight as you climbed in.

Settling against the high copper back of the bath, you sighed, your eyes fluttering closed at the sensation of the water soothing your body. The shift floated around you, giving you a distinctly angelic air that had Loki's trousers feeling uncomfortably tight. 

Loki watched the pearls of water move across your body as you made waves with your hand, the smell of lavender oil permeating the room. 

He took the opportunity to study your relaxed posture, no hint of inhibition when you put yours hands on the side of the bath. Loki could see your nipples, soft and pebbled, under the translucent linen and he ached to lean forward -  to climb in - to sit behind you and hold you and be the one that grounded you in your body before he helped you unleash your magic. 

Loki was clouded with lust, dizzy, the room was too hot and the steam rising from the bath was creating mist on the windows and mirror. 

He reached a hand in, tracing down your side with his finger, his fingertips touched the underside of your breast lightly and you sucked in a breath, holding still. 

Loki looked up, catching your eyes, trapped by the black and gold that stared back. So unnatural that the hair stood up on the back of his neck. The ends of your hair stuck to your shoulders and he couldn't quite catch the colour or the texture as it shimmered and changed, your magic evaporating from you like steam and you were staring at him, boring into his soul.

“Shall we do some magic?” You asked, reaching a damp hand out to him and flicking scented water over his face.

Anger flashed through Loki's mind, immediately replaced by confusion when he saw your face, a smile at the corner of your lips. You were…playing with him.

And then the smile fell and he studied your face. Were you nervous now? When you were so happy and relaxed before.

Maybe his anger had shown too much, his confusion that anyone would want to play with or tease him, and you had retreated into yourself. 

Loki steeled himself, trying to release the side of his mischief that had been hidden for a long time, the side that laughed and joked and wanted to make others laugh too. 

He pulled his hand back and scooped up the water, splashing you back. 

Now it was your turn to sit in shock and his heart beat loud in his ears, waiting for you to react. 

Water trickled down over your cheeks and lips as they turned up into a broad smile and he matched it, flicking water from the ends of his fingers and revelling in the sound of your giggles. 

His magic welled inside of him, roiling and rising at it had a thousand years ago when he was a God, and not an invader, he felt his sedir deep within himself, connected to you and Midgard. The vacant feeling that missed Asgard was hollow, but surrounded by new branches, new links, and for once he didn’t feel unwell or tired. He felt like a God. 

You played for a while, splashing water and allowing Loki to cast charms on the water that made waves appear, a row of magical ducklings, paddling towards you and from the depths of bath, a miniature whale, blowing fireworks as it breached the surface, it’s wide tail splashing you on it’s return to the deep. 

He was incredible, this god before you, funny and kind and handsome. You knew his past, of course, but it was hard to believe that this Loki would willingly harm others. Tricks and mischief were one thing, that he radiated from his very being, but evil? Cruelty? It didn’t seem possible. 

“Let us begin with an easy trick, one of my favourites," Loki said, and a small jug appeared in his hand. He filled it from the bath, while your keen eyes followed his every move until his arm snapped forward and he poured the jug over your head without warning. 

Loki sat back on his heels and watched as you spluttered. 

“Loki! What are you doing!”

He sat back with a grin. “Dry your hair.” He ordered, crossing his arms across his chest and leaving a damp spot on the sleeve of his shirt where he tucked his hands. 

You glared at him, and then reached a hand out of the bath for a towel, but he closed his hand around wrist and slowly lowered it back into the water, “with magic,” he encouraged.

“How?”

“Just, think about it. Imagine how you want your hair to look after. You want it to be dry, but eventually you can practise changing the style, the colour, the textures. We won’t change the length or colour today, just dry it.”

You turned away from him and scrunched your face up in concentration, just dry it indeed, as if it was that simple! He couldn’t help but smile, you just looked so cute with your eyes closed, focussing so hard. The thought of you laughing and smiling with him again was in his head before he could do anything to stop it. 

As the God of Mischief, Loki had spent a good deal of his childhood playing tricks and games, making fun and pulling pranks. As an adult he had assumed that he needed to evolve his pranks, make them grander. But perhaps this easy jesting was what his heart truly needed. He felt light and carefree watching you splutter as, rather than dry, your hair seemed to get wetter and heavier. Your nose wrinkled and the ends of your hair began to lighten, no longer heavy and weighed down with water. 

“Ásynja, look,” you opened your eyes and looked into the small mirror Loki held for you, grinning at your reflection. 

“It’ll take ages for the rest to dry though,” you grouched, touching the top of your head which was still soaking wet, but the ends were perfectly dry. 

“You should be proud of your achievement,” Loki lifted your chin with a finger, “do you think those mortals can do this? No. It is hard because it is special. Again,” he snapped his fingers and water appeared above your head, dousing you once more. 

“You bastard!” You laughed, snatching the jug and pouring water over him in return. Loki would normally have pulled his knives by now at such an insult, the bitter feeling of loneliness, of being the punchline of a thousand jokes for a thousand years mellowing into a distant hum as you giggled at him through your own wet hair. And Loki laughed too, a deep rumbling laugh that broke out of him and filled the room until you were both sucking in your breath, hiccuping and clutching your sides. 

Loki managed to calm down long enough to bring you both back to your lesson. His smile lingered at the corners of his lips when he spoke again. 

“Watch, think about being dry, picture it. And-” Loki moved his neck, the water vanishing from his shoulders and hair, the trickle on his nose gone.

You stared, in awe, and then your features shifted into a determined stare. “I think it’s harder when I’m still in the water,” you stood then, unabashed, and climbed out of the tub, dripping on the floor until a rug appeared under your feet. 

You closed your eyes, clenched your fists and muttered to yourself, shifting your body as Loki had. The feeling of clinging linen was gone, instead you felt warm but dry, the hair stuck to your face was now perfectly dry and styled. You cracked one eye open and caught your reflection in Loki’s mirror.

“I did it!”

“Well done Ásynja, darling you’re doing so well!” Loki glowed with pride, you were learning quickly, discovering the depths of your magic with precision and focus. 

“Now we have learnt some magic for you to practise, what else do you desire?” Loki had been hoping to guide you to himself as he watched your nipples harden under the linen of your shift. 

You walked to the fireplace peering at it and inspecting the mantle that Loki had created.

“I want out of this room.” You said seriously “I won’t be a danger, I promise, I just want to be free.”

“I will do my best, darling, but you must understand they do not trust me either.”

“What about your brother?”

“Thor?”

“Yes, can he help? I’ll promise him to be good too, I really won’t start any fires,” Loki felt a little sick at the thought of you speaking to Thor, it hadn’t crossed his mind that at some point he’d have to share your attention with anyone else, especially not another God. And that you would be ‘good’, he didn’t want you to be good for anyone. He wanted you to be carefree, daring, perhaps even a little wicked. He wanted to be the one to set you free. He hadn’t realised how lonely he had this time with you, his icy demeanour thawing under the rays of your smile. 

“I can discuss the matter with him,” Loki agreed. “He has their favour so may be of use.”

There was a curt knock at the door, Loki was still being heavily monitored and he was sure they wouldn’t be happy about the curtain or him breaking the cameras again.

“I must go, my Little Ásynja, I will return as soon as I can,” the glimmer that Loki had created around the room changed and the sterile environment reappeared.

You took Loki by the hand and squeezed for a second, “I’ll miss you,” you gave him a shy smile and he bent down in return, aiming to place a chaste kiss on your cheek. But you turned your head, pressing your petal soft lips against his and stole a single kiss. 

Loki, surprised and flustered by such a bold move, only stepped  back, attempting to rein in his control. 

“I shall miss you too darling, but I will be back.” He closed the door behind him, taking one last look at you before the lock slammed into place.

Loki found Thor in the main common room deep in conversation with his fellow Avengers.

“Brother, what have you discovered?!” Thor waved him closer, patting the seat next to him on the sofa. 

“Why do you keep covering the mirror,” Steve asked, fiercely, speaking over Thor. Loki decided to ignore him. Your need for privacy was obvious, if the Captain couldn’t understand that then it was beyond explanation.

“You must release her. Give her a real room. Under my tutelage she is gaining control of her powers. She has not changed appearance, she is the same height. And she managed some simple magic today. Have no fear, mortals, the girl is no danger, just a little…wild, that’s all.” Loki took the seat next to Thor and inspected the cuffs of his shirt, the smell of lavender still clinging the the soft fibres. 

“She is doing magic, that’s pretty dangerous.” Sam said, his concern clear but without judgement. Sam was calculating without being ruthless, like Bruce he merely wanted to understand the fullness of the situation before committing himself. Steve and Tony, on the other hand, seemed to take only a split second before becoming agitated. 

“We don’t even really know who she is. She won’t even give us a name.” Steve said before turning to Loki. “But you, you call her something, what does it mean?” His tone took on an accusatory edge, his arms folded across his chest. 

“Quit it Steve,” Sam tugged on his shirt, trying to get him to sit down again, “Loki is here to help.” 

“What does he call her?” Thor asked, gleefully, leaning forwards in his chair. 

“Would you like me to continue to teach her to control her magic? Because she requires freedom, air, access to the elements and to peace.” 

“No.” Steve insisted. 

“I understand,” Loki began to tease. “She is far too terrifying a being to bring out here, with your-” Loki waved his hand at the assembled group “-’heroes’. We wouldn’t want to frighten them with their own secretive, lusty, thoughts.” Loki kept his eyes trained keenly on the Captain while he lifted an eyebrow, itching for him to fight back, to fall into his traps. 

“Assinyar or something, ” Steve answered Thor.

“Ásynja?” Thor asked, gleefully. 

“Yes!” 

Thor looked at Loki, half with love and the other half brotherly mischief, and tipped his head to the side. 

“Ásynja, is that so?” Thor appeared to think for a moment, before settling back on Steve. “Loki is right.” Thor agreed, and the god almost fell off his chair, “if she is to be an Avenger she must learn with the group.”

Loki smiled genially, “Thank you, Thor.” But deep down his heart clenched at the thought of handing you over to the Avengers for good.

To Loki’s relief plans had been put in motion to secure you a new lodging in the compound and it wasn’t long until he was was called down to your new room, according to Bruce you would see no one but Loki, even if it was to grant you some form of freedom around the compound. Your bedchamber was to be opposite Loki’s in the guest suite and, for insurance, Thor had been moved as well. Loki assumed Thor would be put out by his move, but he instead seemed thrilled to be taking part in such menial tasks as moving his clothes, treating the entire morning as a jolly game while Loki’s thoughts swirled frantically. 

Loki had been delighted by the news, appearing early and trimmed out in his finest Asgardian leathers to accompany you around the compound to your new quarters. But he was still uneasy about the Avenger’s involvement and, somewhere deep down, concerned about your true nature. 

All thoughts were forgotten as soon as you smiled at him though, taking his hand in your own and walking close by his side back to your new rooms. 

“They don’t like me anymore,” you’d mumbled, taking an extra step to keep up with his long strides. 

“They are selfish. They are fickle. They are mortal. We must make allowances.” Loki answered, briskly, tucking your hand into the crook of his elbow. 

“You keep saying they are mortal like I’m not. What did you see when you saw my memories?” You came to a stop and stood before him, hands on your hips as your piercing gaze bore into his own. 

Loki was taken aback, he hadn’t realised you were aware of him entering your thoughts. He was speechless, how was he to explain what he had seen?

“Let us sit down, darling,” Loki looked very serious and it did nothing to fade your fears. “If I tell you all now, well, I don’t know what would happen. I believe the common parlance on Midgard is 'blow your mind’?”

“Wow, okay. So. That bad?” You chewed your lip. 

“You remember your Grandfather, yes”

“Yes”

“When did you go to live with him Ásynja?”

“When I was very young.”

“And do you know your age, have any pictures or memories, school books? Do you mean you were a babe in arms, or a child?”

“Well, no,” you looked frightened suddenly, your eyes darting back and forth as you dove into your memories. He was right, you couldn’t remember. 

“No. Because, my darling, he was not your grandfather. I have yet to discover who he truly is because you don’t know.”

“That means, at some point, I did at least know that he wasn’t my Grandad?” 

You were smart, he liked that. 

“Perhaps, yes.”

“Why did I stay? Why was I there then?”

“Darling you were drugged. Sedated. Kept there. You are much older than they thought and t that old man and he is not your grandfather.”

“Wait, what, go back. How old am I?”

“So as to avoid 'blowing your mind’ let’s go backwards slowly so you can get used to it. If you were, say, twenty-five,you would have been born in the late 1990s. But I have seen your memories of you at Glastonbury, 1970.”

“Wow, as, like, a kid?” You sat heavily on one of the modern leather couches dotted about the corridors. 

“No,” Loki put his hands on either side of your face,  “just like this, except you were powerful, in control. You’ve done this before, that’s how I know you can control these powers.” Standing over you like this, he blocked the light until all you could see was his serious face looking back. Loki concentrated on the memory he had seen and he could feel you searching for it too as he slipped back inside of your memories. You smiled as the images came flooding back, the smell of beer and flowers and patchouli oil, the feel of the sun on her bare skin, long linen skirts wrapping around her knees and ankles as she danced in circles.

You pulled away with a gasp, “Have you told the others?” 

“No,” Loki looked affronted. “Of course not.”

“Okay, good. Good.” You chewed the tip of your thumb again absently. Loki reached his hand over to your mouth, brushing your thumb away with his own. 

“And I never will unless you want me to.” He insisted, cupping your cheek in one broad hand. He was as cool as always, but it was a welcome relief to your heated body. Whatever was going on was deeper than you’d thought, just some mutant gene that had been dormant during your childhood. To be alive in 1970 and still looking as you did…that was something more. 

“Let’s keep it between us.” You waved a hand between the small gap between you both and how could he do anything but obey when you looked at him like that. 

Loki nodded, taking your hand and leading you further down the corridor towards your new rooms, you were silent for a while and then, as if struck by lightning, you were full of energy. 

“Well. Now I know I’m powerful, I can show you something!” You  looked excited and Loki brimmed with pride that he had brought this excitement, this assurance, out of you. “I’ve been practising.”

Loki knew you had, your appearance had been stable for the last three days, even when you were angry you’d manage to maintain yourself. Plus, he had heard you training, muttering encouragement to yourself as you stared in the mirror. All you had to say was his name and it became a prayer chant in his mind.

You took Loki’s hand between your small palms, one hand above and one below. When you pulled them away you slowly revealed a thin silver ring with a delicate, dark sapphire set deep into the band.

“A gift,” you whispered looking up at him through your lashes, “from one god to another.” 

And he kissed you, he couldn’t help it, you were all consuming. Your magic tangible, drawing him closer until he was engulfed by it, swallowed in the glow that you created, the sunlight and heat spreading from your body across and mixing with the crackle of his own magic. Was it sedir or lust at your fingertips, he couldn’t tell until they burnt him. 

Loki took your wrists, holding you away from him with a jovial smile. 

“Darling, please desist from burning me."

<<Part 3

Part 5>>

[chadillacboseman]

Pairing: David Loki x GN!Reader

Warnings: Mentions of injury, blood, trauma, kidnapping (if you've seen the movie, you know what it's about), mentions of previous arguments/a breakup, a little angst, pivoting entirely into something much sweeter.

Summary: In the wake of the recovery of the Birch and Dover girls and the rescue of Keller, David is put on mandatory leave by CPD. There's only one place he wants to be.

A/N: MY DRAMATIC RETURN TO xREADER!!! Re-watching Prisoners after like 5 years was enough to make me come back after a lengthy hiatus. Everybody say "THANK YOU, JAKE GYLLENHAAL!"

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"Take time to recover, Loki," Captain O'Malley looked over the top of a battered file folder, stern gray eyes never wavering as he stared down the detective across the desk from him.

"I can do more here-" David began, indignant; his usually slicked hair had become tousled in his frustration, long black strands hanging haphazardly into his face as he protested.

"I'm not asking, detective."

That was that.

David exited the precinct in a huff, slinging his heavy jacket over his shoulders as his breath came in billowing white clouds against the frigid air. He paused on the front steps, irritation still bubbling just below the surface as he chewed his tongue in contemplation.

His right temple ached where Holly's bullet had struck him, throbbing down into his eye, where a bloodshot ring of ruptured vessels haloed his iris. He brought a hand up to the bandage absentmindedly, tracing the gauze and taking a moment to marvel at the fact that he'd come out from the shootout with his life.

Maybe O'Malley was right. David was in no shape to be on the streets, and the thought of being forced into desk duty made his eye twitch. He sighed heavily as he made his way down the steps and to his car, flinging the door open and dropping into the worn seat before bringing the engine to a whining start.

Muscle memory didn't take him home. Not to his empty house where he'd be left alone with every heavy memory that the Dover and Birch case had put on his shoulders. No, instead it took him to the opposite side of town, to your apartment building, where his car almost seemed to guide itself into a familiar parking space. The headlights cut off with the engine, and he exited into the darkening evening, making his way to the entrance.

David's hand hovered over the call button on the entry system, hesitant, shaking. He swallowed, thickly, then hammered the one next to your unit number, waiting with his breath trapped in his chest. Nervously, he ran his hand through his hair, tucking the unruly strands back to join the others as he stood there.

Inside your apartment, the loud buzzer near your door startled you into nearly dropping the dish you'd been about to place in the dishwasher. You furrowed your brows and glanced at the time on your phone- 6:00PM.

You dried off your hands and made your way to the entry; next to your door, a small red light blinked on top of a plastic speaker. You watched it for a moment, wondering if perhaps someone had hit the wrong number.

BUZZ.

"Hello?" you thumbed the button and waited tentatively.

"It's me."

"David?"

You hadn't seen him in weeks. He'd become so engrossed in the case with the missing girls that it had driven a wedge between the two of you, and you'd half expected to never see him again. When David got invested in a case, you quickly learned that you would always play second fiddle. Things had come to a head when Bob Taylor killed himself while in custody and David had become a man obsessed- angry, out of control, so singularly focused that you'd told him to get out.

He hadn't even argued.

"Can I come up?" his voice was quiet.

You hesitated, tongue trapped between your teeth as you considered your options. You'd seen on the news that the case had had a happy ending- both girls recovered safely, and Keller Dover had been found as well.

"Please?"

You sighed and hit the entry button, already feeling your body tense at the idea of him being back in your apartment after such a volatile ending. His quiet knock jolted you into focus and you slid the chain lock off the rail and turned the deadbolt with a loud click before swinging the door open.

David looked like hell.

The right side of his head was bandaged near the temple, and angry red bruising peppered his forehead and circled his eye, which was so bloodshot that it looked alien. You opened your mouth to comment, but decided against it, instead stepping aside so he could enter.

David winced when his eyes passed over the apartment, remembering the last time he'd set foot inside. The way your eyes had swam with tears as you'd begged him to just take a step back, to listen to you for even a second.

The way you'd begged him to show that he cared.

He turned to look at you, standing just a few feet away, but it felt like miles. Your arms were folded across your chest, fingers flexing on your biceps uncomfortably as you avoided his gaze and stared pointedly at the floor.

David opened his mouth, but the words wouldn't come.

For once, it wasn't Detective Loki who stood before you. It was just David- a mortal man, not some larger than life police officer chasing down the bad guys in dark alleyways.

"I'm sorry," he finally spoke, his quiet words falling flat in the tense air of the apartment, "for all of it."

All of it. The late shifts, the yelling, the nights spent sleeping on the couch. The alcohol he'd used to dull the ache of failure any time he chased a dead end lead.

"David-" you sighed and closed your eyes, bringing two fingers to pinch the space between your brows in frustration. It was so incredibly like him to think that he could finish a case and ride that high into coming back to you, waltzing back into your life as if he hadn't left you devastated just weeks before.

"I mean it," he took a hesitant step toward you, his hands flexing at his sides as he tried to stop himself from reaching for you, "please."

His plea felt genuine, warbling around the edges as if he was barely holding it together. You looked up and felt the slightest pang of emotion sear through your chest at the look in his eyes. Whatever had transpired as the case had come to a close had clearly rattled him- his air of confidence and righteous anger was gone, leaving a bruised and bloodied little boy standing in your entryway.

The same little boy who had joined the police force to stop the same people who had hurt him. The little boy who had felt so alone for so long until he met you.

"Please let me fix this."

Your heart wrenched control from your brain at his words, and before you could stop yourself, you crossed the room, closing the distance until you were just inches from him. Slowly, you brought your hand up to cup the uninjured side of his face, running your thumb gently across the stubble that had cropped up on his jaw.

David closed his eyes and a shaky breath passed through his lips as he leaned his head into your touch. Only then did he remember how much he had missed you- the softness of your touch, the way you kept him grounded when everything seemed lost.

The way you loved him, even when he couldn't bear to love himself.

"Forgive me?" David's lips twitched as he opened his eyes to look into yours.

You weren't sure if 'forgive' was the right word for what you were doing, but it was a start. You nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck, bringing your head to rest against his chest as he pulled you into a tight embrace.

David exhaled, as if it was the first time he'd done it fully since he'd left your apartment all those nights ago. You pulled back enough to look at him and he smiled, his face framed by the dark strands of hair that had fallen from the slicked back style atop his head.

"Captain made me take the rest of the month off," David murmured as he looked down at you, the soft smile still playing at his lips as he spoke.

You raised an eyebrow, shocked that he'd even agreed to take the leave of absence. Maybe he was ready to change for the better.

"And what do you plan to do with all that free time?" you asked playfully, your own smile now widening as his eyes crinkled at the corners, soft gaze still never breaking from yours.

"Make it up to you," David grinned and brought his mouth to yours before you could come up with a clever rebuttal.

In an instant, it was like he'd never stormed out of your apartment that night. All the days of watching the news, waiting for some reporter to announce that Detective David Loki had been killed in a shootout were wiped from the slate as his lips met yours.

David broke the kiss and rested his forehead against yours, the tip of his nose just barely brushing against your own as his hands fell so naturally to your waist to keep you close.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too."

[randowitchythings]

Tarot Card Major Arcana Deity List

0 - The Fool: Loki, Pan, Zeus (rarer), Dionysus, Hermes (rarer), Aeolus

I - The Magician: Loki (Rarer), Odin, Hermes, Thoth, Nephthys, Asteria, Circe, Selene (rarer), Medusa, Medea, Cerridwen, Rhiannon, Brigid, Pazuzu, Vasago, Paimon

II - The High Priestess: Persephone, Nyx, The Morrigan, Hekate, Frigg, Selene, Isis, Artemis, Feyja, Ganesha, Daphne, Eir, Nicneven, The Virgin Mary, Guan Yin

III - The Empress: Aphrodite, Persephone (Rarer), Nyx, The Morrigan, Frigg, Hera, Freyja, Isis, Hathor, Astarte, Demeter, Ishtar, Leto, Rhea, Artio, Rashoon, Gremory, Guan Yin

IV - The Emperor: Hades, The Morrigan (rarer), Odin, Ares, Lucifer (semi-rare), Zeus, Horus, Osiris, Ra, Sobek, Beelzebub, Anubis (rarer), Morpheus

V - The Hierophant: Apollo, Hekate (rarer), Osiris, Thoth, Athena, Horus, Hermes (rarer), Odin, Brigid, Saraswati, Ganesha, Dionysus, Prince Stolas, Orobas

VI - The Lovers: Loki (Rarer), Aphrodite, Anubis (Rarer), Hera, Frigg, Rhea, Gaia, Demeter (rarer), Ishtar, Parvati, Hathor, Isis, Brigid, Freyja (semi-rare), Osiris, Cernunnos, Freyr, Dionysus, Pan (semi-rare), Eros, Psyche, Furfur, Gremory, Lilith

VII - The Chariot: Apollo, Ares, Athena, Hades (Rarer), Thor, The Morrigan (Semi-rare), Nike, Astarte, Ishtar, Freyja, Bast, Odin, Hebe, Helios, Eos, Rhea

VIII - Strength: Athena (Rarer), The Morrigan (Rarer), Thor, Hestia, Bast, Sekhmet, Brigid, Isis, The Dagda, The Virgin Mary, The Muses, Heracles, Nike, Sigyn, Fenrir, Malphas, Vapula, Archangel Michael

IX - Hermit: Persephone, Loki (rarer), Hekate, Odin, Isis, Hestia, Hades (rarer), Brigid, The Muses, Hermes (Rarer), Saraswati, Asteria, Nyx, Circe, Erebus, Ceto, Morpheus, The Morrigan, Cerridwen, Vesta

X - Wheel of Fortune: Tyche, Fortuna, Odin (rarer), Hekate (rarer), Frigg, Zeus, Hathor, Isis, The Dagda, Loki (rarer), Fortuna, Jormungandr

XI - Justice: Athena, The Morrigan (semi-rarer), Hekate (rarer), Hera, Lugh, Nemesis, Themis, Nike, Zeus (semi-rare), Fenrir, Skadi

XII - The Hanged Man: Loki (Rarer), Odin, Lucifer (rarer), Artemis, Osiris, Persephone (rarer), Ishtar, Buddha, Jesus, Green Man, Poseidon, Arachne, Anubis (rarer), Apolla (rarer)

XIII - Death: Hades, Nyx, The Morrigan, Hekate, Odin, Lucifer, Persephone (rarer), Isis, Hel, Freyja (rarer), Anubis, Osiris, Thanatos, Morana, Nephthys, Cerberus, Melinoe, Santa Muerte, Baron Samedi, Jormungandr, Medusa

XIV - Temperance: Selene, Hekate (rarer), Aphrodite (rarer), Artemis, Isis, Apollo (semi-rare), Hestia, Iris, Sigyn

XV - The Devil: Loki, Lilith, The Morrigan (semi-rarer), Odin (semi-rare), Lucifer, Dionysus, Pan, Set/Seth, Cernunnos

XVI - The Tower: Loki (Rarer), Odin (semi-rare), Eris, Ares, Sekhmet, Hel, The Morrigan (rarer), Horus, Ceto, Poseidon, Beelzebub, Malphas, Kali

XVII - The Star: Aphrodite (Rarer), Nyx, Hermes, Lucifer, The Star (rarer), Thoth, Ishtar, Astrea, Isis, The Virgin Mary, Nuit, Hebe, Fama/Pheme, Psyche

XVIII - The Moon: Selene, Hekate, Nyx, The Morrigan, Artemis, Chang'e, Rhiannon, Isis, Phoebe, Thoth, Anubis (rarer), Hypnos, Cerberus, Morpheus, Leviathan

XIX - The Sun: Apollo, Amaterasu, Ra, Helios, Artemis, Athena, Lucifer (rarer), Lugh, Helios, Brigid, Bast, Sekhmet, Ra, Horus, Freyr, Eos

XX - Judgement: Anubis, Athena, The Morrigan, Odin, Hera, Persephone (rarer), Osiris, Hephaestus, Isis, Horus, Hades (rarer), Nemesis, Archangel Michael

XXI - The World: Konshu, Aphrodite (Rarer), Gaia, Hermes, Demeter, The Dagda, Isis, Gaia, Cernunnos, Green Man, Iris, Antheia, Skadi, Guan Yin, Eos, Tyche, Jormungandr

[lokiprompts]

Appropriate - Chapter 6

"Overworked"

Summary: Loki x Female reader; Loki is banished to Midgard and he has to live an average life as penance...and you, a social worker, is there to help him along the way. Rom Com vibes. Pinning; emotional edging until we can't take it anymore.

Chapter Summary: Loki tries to help you take some much needed R&R, with unintended consequences.

Words. 2.8k Other chapters on my tag list.

Warnings: Angst. Jealousy.

Song to listen to while reading: Iris & Jasper

AN: I don't offer taglists anymore. Remember to reblog if you like a writer's work! Comments make my heart go pitter patter.

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            The drive back to the Tower was quiet after the near accident, except for the faint whisper of music coming from the car radio. Loki noticed how your eyes remained hyper focused on the road with a tight grip on the steering wheel. Every once and awhile, you would chew on your bottom lip nervously. You had looked exhausted when you first left with him this morning, and now as the day went on, you didn’t look any better. If anything, you looked like you were on the verge of cracking.

            There was a brief moment where the brightness returned to your eyes when he made you laugh, right after you slapped your arm across his chest to stop his body from jolting forward in case of an accident. Loki’s skin still burned from the heat of your lingering touch and the thought that you cared enough to try and ‘save’ him, made his heart flutter. Turning his head to look out the window, he looked at the various buildings and pedestrians. Was there something he could do for you?

            Before he knew it, he heard the quieting of the engine and the soft click of the key leaving the ignition. Everything seemed to be ending so quickly, as it always did with you.  Wordlessly, he walked with you back into the tower and presented his dampeners to you. Your exhaustion was rolling off you, thickening the air that hung heavy between the two of you as you put the restrictions back on.

            While you clicked away at the hologram above his cuffs, Loki took you in, specifically your smallness. It was one of the things he found he liked the most about you; constantly daydreaming about you being snug in his arms, in his shielding embrace. He easily towered over you, and he found whenever he was in this position with you, he felt the growing needs to care for you and to protect you. You were such a sweet thing, such a caring creature who cared for everyone else, except for yourself.

            “When will I see you again?�� Loki found himself suddenly asking, realizing that you typically leave after your ‘lessons’. Before your shopping trip, Loki’s days were long, agonizing, and consumed with thoughts of you. The ‘not knowing’ was the worst part of the waiting. How were you doing? Did you think of him at all? When would you be coming back? And seeing you like this, like the walking dead, only made the idea of not seeing you more worrisome.

            You shrugged, barely even having the energy to move your shoulders, “I am guessing in a few more days. Maybe a week.” Loki’s eyes went wide at your answer, but you were frankly too tired to notice.

            “How come? Did you need something?” You asked the question so innocently, with such pure intentions. The words left your mouth much slower than usual, practically screaming out your overtiredness, yet you still asked about him. Part of him knew and understood you were asking as part of your role, your professional relationship with him, but another part of him, somewhere deep inside, hoped there was something more.

            He smiled softly down at you, thankful for the opening, “Yes, in fact, I do need something, Lady Y/N. If you are not too busy, uh…” The god started to fidget with his clothes and his fingers as nervousness swept through him. Why did he always get this way with you?

            “I- I know, you are quite busy,” Loki had a sudden wave of guilt. Was he trying to spend more time with you to keep an eye on you, or for his own selfish reasons? Norns, Loki, you are a fool…

            A gentle hand on his arm made him whip his eyes to yours. Staring back at him, was nothing but compassion and endless patience. It was a silent comforting gesture, beckoning him to go on and to know that he was safe with you. When was the last time he felt that?

            “That library you mentioned earlier, would you mind showing me where it is?” He asked more confidently and punctuating with a princely ‘please’.

            You didn’t answer right away, seemingly thinking over his request, before smiling sweetly at him, “I do have some time before my next meeting, so I can show you. Follow me.”

            With a triumphant grin, Loki walked next to you with every intention of soaking up every minute of your time that you grant him. Both of you stepped into the elevator, and you quickly covered your mouth to stifle a yawn.

            “So, sorry, Loki.” You were also quick to apologize, and it made Loki frown.

            “Darling, you don’t have to apologize for your tiredness. Perhaps you should cancel your meeting later and rest?”

            You shot him a disapproving look, and Loki instantly put his hands up in defense, “Apologies. Lady Y/N.” 

            But it seemed his soft smile, and caring words disarmed you. You smirked, “I will let that one slide.” Inside, Loki cheered.

            You fought back another yawn, “Thank you for caring, Loki, but I will be fine.” You stepped off the elevator with a frowning Loki right behind you, into one of the community floors of the Tower. It didn’t take long for Loki to figure out that you weren’t alone.

            “Miss Y/N!” Bucky called out, standing from his position on one of the couches in the living space, “We are still on for tomorrow at nine AM right?”

            Loki’s frowned deepened. Ah, so this is the person you were meeting with tomorrow. Years of shadow lurking and observation told Loki all he needed to know about the winter soldier. The faint rosy tiny to his cheeks, the fond glint in his eye, and the big beaming smiling – the winter soldier had feelings for you. Loki shoved down the growl that threatened to spill from his lips, but his possessive nature had him stopping right next to you, and in front of super soldier. Bucky’s eyes narrowed at Loki.

            Your eyes flitted to the god who suddenly stood so close to you, before flashing a smile at Bucky, “Yes, of course. I will see you tomorrow.”

            The tension between the two men in your presence was palpable and both too stubborn to end this sudden staring contest. You made quick work of saying goodbye to Bucky, before making your way down the hall, towards your intended destination. In your haste, you missed how the super soldier crossed his arms at a grinning Loki.

            “Here we are!” You chirped, stepping in front of two double, wooden doors.

            “Reindeer Games does not have authorization to the library.” A female, computerized voiced spoke above you and Loki, and you both rolled your eyes. Loki at the moniker and you at the ridiculous restriction.

            “F.R.I.D.A.Y, I would like to grant him access.” You called up to the ceiling, and Loki’s eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

            “Please, speak your voice specific pass code to gain access.” F.R.I.D.A.Y. called back. At this point, Loki was watching you intently, studying every word you spoke and every move you made.

            You let out a long, exasperated sigh, “…….Bubbles.”

            “Access granted.” The computer replied, with as much mirth a computerized personality could convey.

            The large wooden doors opened suddenly, and you made your way in, Loki hot on your heels. As soon as he stepped into the library and took in the room properly, he gasped at what he saw. Stacks and stacks of different books lined the walls of the library, and several rows made up the center as well. Stark’s collection was pathetic comparison to the great libraries of Asgard, but the sight might as well been Valhalla for the overly bored Loki. The god couldn’t help but beam with joy.

            You smiled knowingly at him, tugging on the soft fabric of his shirt that covered his arm, “Come on. I have something to show you.”

            Loki was content to be dragged around the library by you as his eyes kept scanning the room, taking everything in.

            “Tada!” You smiled wide, showing him the cozy alcove in the back of the library. There was a large, plush couch, two arms chairs, and a quaint coffee table.

            Loki hummed thoughtfully, fully aware that your small hands still grasped his shirt, “This is quite the find.” He took a hesitant step forward, and much to his dismay, your connection it him broke. Still, he put on a smile as he plucked down into the couch, sinking down into the soft cushion, “Care to join me?”

            The inner conflict was apparent on your face. Again, you worried your lip between your teeth; a nervous tick, Loki noticed.  You shifted a bit and looked at the watch that sat on your wrist.

            “I really shouldn’t. I have quite a bit on my plate today.” But all your body language told Loki was that you wanted to break. The subtle shift of your feet to alleviate pressure of your heels and the slight roll of your shoulders from the strain in your back; Loki saw it all.

            “Just a few minutes.” He cooed, gently patted the cushion next to him, “Then you can be on your way.”

            There was a moment of hesitance, a slight glance of your eyes to the exit before you sat yourself down next to the god who looked as pleased as ever.

            “Just a few minutes,” You warned, pointing your finger. Loki chuckled, sitting back, and spreading his legs wide to take over most of the couch. The muscles of his thighs stretched against the fabric of his pants, and again he caught you sneaking a glimpse. The pleased smirk on his face widened.

            “So, that was Starks computer system, correct? F.R.I.D.A.Y?” Loki asked, haphazardly running his long fingers across the collar of his shirt.

            “Yes, have you not heard it before?” Your head tilted to the side quizzically. Norns, you were adorable.

            Loki smiled sheepishly, “I, uh, unfortunately do not spend too much time outside of my room.”

            You nodded your head, before shifting your body so you faced him on the couch. The palm of your hand held your chin, and you tucked your legs underneath yourself. The image of you sitting in his lap while his large hands massaged your calves and the tender flesh of your feet flashed through Loki’s mind. The delighted moans you would let out as he kneaded the arch of your foot would be positively sinful. His tongue automatically darted out to lick his lips at the thought.

            Loki moved slightly on the couch, strategically placing his hands in his lap, and cursing his lack of seidr to hide his hardening length.

            “We should change that.” Loki’s breath caught in his throat at hearing your casual mention of ‘we’.  “There are a lot of activities that go on at the Tower. Even just getting out in the community areas would be helpful.”

            The god scoffed, remembering Thor’s very recent and very persistent invitation to a movie night.

“Don’t discount it, Loki. It would be nice to see you around the tower.”

            Loki perked up, “You spend your time around the tower?” You laughed, and the melody made his heart soar.

            “Yes, I work here remember? I spend equal time at the hospital and here.”

            Loki hummed thoughtfully, now starting to consider emerging from his apartment prison if it meant catching a glimpse of you. But then he remembered…

            “So, why did the machine refer to you as Bubbles?”

            You hid your face in your hands in an attempt to cover the delightful blush that graced your cheeks. Loki leaned his head back against the couch, simply admiring you and taking in your rosy, flustered face.

            “Oh, it is Tony’s nickname for me,” Your laughed, “It’s the name of a social worker in a child’s movie.” You punctuated your sentence with a yawn you caught in the palm of your hand.

            Ever so subtly, Loki lowered his voice to just above a whisper. His silky-smooth accent dropping down an octave as he spoke his words slowly, carefully, “Like the plays on your Midgardian screens? Do you relate to this character?”

            Loki tried to hide his amusement as your eyes fluttered, growing heavier by the minute.

            “Hmmm,” Your pursed your lips thoughtfully, “Somewhat. He is very patient and genuinely cares.” You looked toward Loki and scrunched your nose, “But I would like to think I am not as serious as him.” You cradled your head in your palm, allowing your eyes to droop and close for a few, long, sweet seconds.

            “Du er så vakker….” Loki whispered. The god greedily drank in the beauty that was your face. His eyes traced the curve of your cheekbones, the fullness of your lips, and your long eyelashes. Everything about you was simply breathtaking…

            “Hmmm,” You mumbled, still keeping your eyes closed, “Is that Asgardian?”

            A soft smile curled on Loki’s lips as he kept watching you, “Mhmm…. Søte jente, du fortjener verden. Hvil nå. Du er trygg hos meg.”

            Mere seconds later, your breathing had evened out and you were fast asleep.  The god leaned back and smiled at your slumbering form. It was then, in the quietness of that moment, that he realized that what he had for you was more an infatuation. More than something to merely keep him amused as he served his sentence on Midgard. Something…much more.

            The prince had developed…feelings for you. Romantic feelings.

            Loki shifted uncomfortably in his seat next to you, yet still careful to not wake you. He wasn’t unfamiliar to infatuations, as he called them, or simply casual relationships where both partners used each other’s bodies for pleasures. But with you, everything has been different. Even though Loki knew objectively you were working with him as part of your job, everything about you was so genuine. Every morsel of kindness you gave, Loki inhaled greedily. And while you are so gentle and compassionate, you are also so strong. A selfless soul crafted by the Norns to hold the world together. Sometimes at the expense of yourself.

            Loki cocked his head to the side as he continued to study you; the perfect image of stoicism even though a war waged inside of him. What did these feelings mean? Why did he feel so compelled to care for you, to protect you….to love you.

            The shrill sound of your cell phone startled Loki and you, right out of your sleep. You whole body jolted awake, and your eyes were wild as you tried to get your bearings.

            “What…what time is it?” You asked, seemingly to yourself, before digging into your bag and fishing out your still screaming cell phone.

            “Hello?!” You answered, exasperated and your eyes went wide, “Oh, I am so sorry! I will be right down!”

            You shoved you phone in your bag and quickly stood up, but you wobbled a bit due to the tiredness still controlling your body. Loki was quick to steady you with large hands on your hips, making you whip around to face him. Quickly, he retracted his hands from your curves like they had burned him. The feeling of your body in his hands, created a fire he wouldn’t mind burning in.

            “Did you enjoy your nap?” He asked, a tiny, pleased smile on his face. The god watched your expression turn from confusion, to realization, to anger.

            “Loki, I am late for my meeting! You shouldn’t have let me sleep!” You yelled, already making your way across the library to the door.

            “I didn’t mean anything by it!” He insisted as he chased after you, “You were clearly exhausted and I thought-“

            You whipped around to face him with anger burning in your eyes. This was something new, and it made Loki stop in his tracks.

            “No! This was not okay! You shouldn’t have let me sleep, you shouldn’t have-” Tears started to well in your eyes and you became more choked up with each word. This was about more than a meeting, Loki realized.

            Carefully, and slowly, he reached for your hand and his lip twitched up when you didn’t pull away.

            “Darling, rest. Cancel your meeting and take a break.” The rough pads of his thumbs rubbed over the smooth skin of the back of your hand as he asked you for a second time to care for yourself. Loki looked deep into your eyes that were swimming with untold emotions. He hoped his words conveyed his conviction, his earnestness for you to be okay, “Rest.”

            The intensity of his stare made you look down at your joined hands. Still, he caressed you so tenderly with each swipe of his thumb pouring out his compassion and caring for you.

            With a watery smile, you finally met his eyes. Loki face fell instantly when you let go of his hand, “I-I-I can’t.”

            And with that, you left.

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Translations:

Du er så vakker….You are so beautiful

Søte jente, du fortjener verden. Hvil nå. Du er trygg hos meg. - Sweet girl, you deserve the world. Rest now. You are safe with me.

[avatarskywalker78]

Reposting the link to my flufftober 2021 series - and listing each one below if you want to pick and choose:

when i'm with you (everything's alright) - Agents of SHIELD, Daisy x Lincoln, Canon Compliant

time and time and time again - Legends of Tomorrow, Rip x Miranda, Pre-Canon

the life i've made (with you) - The Flash, Westhallen, AU

a family found (and forged anew) - Arrow (Show/Comics blend), Oliver Queen & Team Arrow, AU

come watch the stars (with me) - Agents of SHIELD & Avengers, Bobbi x Clint, Pre-Canon

to save a life (and fall in love) - The Flash, Hartmon, AU

with friends like these - The Avengers, Steve x Sharon, AU

love is stored in the pastry mix - Legends of Tomorrow, Ray x Nora, Ray x Nate, Nate ~ Nora

i can't give you my heart (because it's already yours) - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

love and chaos (makes a family) - Legends of Tomorrow, Rip & Legends, AU

don't ever forget (you're part of us) - The Flash, Westhallen, AU

rest a while (and i'll be here) - Krypton, Segdam, AU

now that we're (finally together) - Legends of Tomorrow, Steelatom, AU

one good turn (deserves another) - Agent Carter, Peggy x Daniel, Jack x Sarah (OC), Post-Canon

together (we make our own light) - Arrow (Show/Comics blend - sequel to 4), Saracon & Merlyn Family, AU

guilty of (loving you) - Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, AU

home is where (my heart is) - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

wardrobe change (or not) - Legends of Tomorrow, John & Sara, Constangreen, Canon Nudged To The Left

i love you (and i'm trying my best) - The Falcon and The Winter Soldier, John & Lemar, Pre-Canon

to tell the secrets (of my heart) - Thor, Loki x Sigyn x Angrboda, AU

being here (with you) - The Flash, Westhawne, Pre-Canon

how (not) to flirt - Arrow & The Flash, Olivarry, AU

don't close (your heart off to me), Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, Canon Nudged To The Left

rain, rain (go away) - The Flash, Hartmon, Canon Nudged To The Left

family matters - Ace Attorney, Phoenix Wright & Others, Canon Nudged To The Left

cupcakes (and the bonds of friendship) - The Avengers, Steve & Bucky & Tony

a little (means a lot) - The Flash, Iris & Caitlin, Canon Compliant

i care (about you) - Legends of Tomorrow, Constangreen, AU

why don't you just (listen to your heart?) - The Flash, Thallen, AU

to rebuild (and reforge) - Ace Attorney, Wrightworth, Canon Compliant

a party (with family) - The Avengers, Loki x Sigyn x Angrboda, AU

[zoeysdamn]

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Meet the artist 2023 (TW: mention of mental health issues)

Meet me in different universe //the 'girls on films' trend

The Wicther

The Witcher Tarot - Major arcanas

Jaskier Yennefer of Vangerberg Philippa Eilhart Anna Henrietta  Emhyr var Emreis  Avalla’ch  Yennefer and Geralt  Geralt of Rivia Angoulême  Emiel Regis Cirilla of Cintra  Radovid V  Cahir Mawr Dyffryn aep Ceallach Eredin Eithné Leo Bonhart  Tor Zireael    Triss Merigold   Milva Barring  Mistle  Tissaia de Vries [TW: blood]  Ciri     

The Witcher tarot - Figures 

King of Swords - Eskel  Queen of Swords - Cerys an CraiteKnight of Swords - Sigismund DijkstraPage of Swords - Fringilla VigoAce of Swords - Ida Emean aep Sivney

King of Wands - LambertQueen of Wands - FalkaKnight of Wands - Olgierd von EverecPage of Wands - Assire var AnahidAce of Wands - Sabrina Gleivissig

King of Pentacles - Vesemir Queen of Pentacles - Francesca FindabairKnight of Pentacles - Margarita Laux-AntillePage of Pentacles - ShaniAce of Pentacles - Sheala de Tancarville

King of Cups - Crach an CraiteQueen of Cups - Lytta NeydKnight of Cups - Iris von EverecPage of Cups - Hjalmar an CraiteAce of Cups - Keira Metz

Other The Witcher fanarts:

Geralt’s Hansa (books) Philippa Eilhart (cosplay/fanart) The witcher 3 genderbends More The Witcher 3 Genderbends (Geralt, Yennefer, Ciri) Fem!Radovid x Male!Philippa Eilhart (TW: blood) Empress!Ciri || Another Empress!Ciri Cahir x Empress!Ciri Queen of Cintra!Ciri Ciri x Cahir Pirates of the Caribbean AU Witcher!Yennefer MET Gala looks for Yennefer, Triss and Philippa Witchersona sketches Triss x Philippa (cosplay/fanart) Witcher!Ahsoka Tano (Star Wars x the Witcher AU) Regis mandrake liquor

Avatar: the last airbender

ATLA Tarot

Aang Azula The Painted Lady Ursa Ozai Iroh The painted Lady x the Blue spirit Zuko Toph Roku Ty Lee Kyoshi Jet Kô Suki Zhao Air temples Katara [COMING SOON] Yue [COMING SOON] Sokka Mai [COMING SOON] [surprise card] [COMING SOON]

The Sandman

There shall be night series fanart Crack headcanon crossover Hamilton x The Sandman

Wednesday

Tatto artist AU (Xavier Thorpe, Wenclair)Glitter and Gold Rave’n outfits for Bianca, Enid and Xavier

A-Z double characters challenge

A & B C to K

Original Art

Golden Aphrodite [redraw]Lady Loki [redraw]Party Medusa [redraw]Greek Mythology women - color palettes studyArt progress from 2018 to 2023Modern!Medusa x AthenaMonstersona V4Pole dance strugglesBrush and layer mode theory [practice]

WIPs & sneak peek

Ciri x Cahir inspired by 'Paolo and Virginia' Queen of Cintra!Ciri ATLA tarot: Katara's card Unfinished Queen!Ciri x Knight!Cahir fanart ATLA tarot: more sneak peeks

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🌩️Marvel Avengers oc time🌩️

Meet Agent Imani “Irie” Williams of S.H.E.I.L.D, she is Wakandan special agent working in the US under the disguise of being Nick Fury’s niece while she looks for the stolen vibrainium and Ulysses Klaue. Despite being a user of weapons she has the capabilities of a superhuman thanks to the X-Gene, that landed her in the Avenger Initiative. Her weapon of choice is a Wakandan sonic spear, which was before realizing she had intense weather control powers.

During the Avengers movie she discovers she has super powers and decides to utilize them against Loki and the many aliens coming rom the sky.

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Characters I won't write for

This characters are only able to be requested by comisions

There are some fandoms that are an exception and I only write for specific characters, her is the list of those fandoms so you can check them (sorry if it is confusing)

🐭 My Hero Academia

🐭 Super Mario Bros

🐭 Reverse 1999

🐭 Genshin Impact

× For My Hero Academia there is a specific list of characters I will write for, you can find it on the masterlist

Komi-san can't communicate

Najimi Osana

Shousuke Komi

Ren Yamai

Makeru Yadano

Chika Netsuno

Shuumatsu no Valkyrie

Zeus

Poseidon

Loki

Odin

Shiva

The scientists (Albert Einstein, Galileo Galilei, Marie Curie, Isaac Newton, Alfred Nobel, Thomas Edison)

Apollo

Leonidas

A silent voice

Yaeko Nishimiya

Tomohiro Nagatsuka

Miki Kawai

Naoka Ueno

Kazuki Shimada

Kaisuke Hirose

Assassination Classroom

Yuzuki Fuwa

Koki Mimura

Taiga Okajima

Taisei Yoshida

Takuya Muramatsu

Teppei Araki

Ren Sakakibara

Natsuhiko Koyama

Tomoya Seo

Hiromi Shiota

Puella Magi Madoka Magica

Kyoko Sakura

Card Captor Sakura

Meilin Li

Pumpkin Night

Nomizu

Arata Fukutani

Asumi Nakatani

Chiaki Saki

Naruto Kuroki

Tatsuo Kuroki

Spy x Family

Sylvia Sherwood

Franky Franklin

Desmond family (aside from Damian)

Your lie in April

Ryota Watari

Ouran High School Host Club

Kyoka Ootori

Renge Houshakuji

Lobelia Girls' Academy Students

My Dress-Up Darling

Sajuna Inui

Gakkou Gurashi

Miki Naoki

Majo Taisen

Agrat Bat Mahlat

Anne Bonny

Yim Wing-Chun

Zenobia

Matahari

One Punch Man

Sweet Mask

Tatsumaki / Tornado of Terror

Suiryu

Violet Evergarden

Iris Cannary

Dietfried Vougainvillea

Howl's moving castle

Madame Suliman

Witch of the waste

Ranma 1/2

Nabiki Tendo

Genma Saotome

Soun Tendo

Kuno Tatewaki

Kodachi Tatewaki

Hikaru Gosunguki

Happosai

× For Super Mario Bros and Honkai Star Rail there is a specific list of characters I will write for, you can find it on the masterlist

Danganronpa

Byakuga Togami

Kiyotaka Ishimaru

Yashuhiro Hagakure

Teruteru Hanamura

Hiyoko Saionji

Mahiru Koizumi

Haiji Towa

Hiroko Hagakure

Ryoma Hoshi

Monokubs

Honkai Star Rail

Seele

Pela

Sushang

Yukong

Fu Xuan

Blade

Jingliu

Luocha

Acheron

Lingsha

Not npc's or upcoming characters (until the release)

* The only npc i write for is Mr Reca

Zenzless Zone Zero

Nekomata

Soukaku

Zhu Yuan

Qinquie

Ellen Joe

Xenoblade Chronicles

Dickson

Gadolt

Lorithia

Linada

Miqol

Mumkhar

Otharon

No Nopon

Xenoblade Chronicles 2 + Thorna The golden city

Malhos

Patroka

Minoth

Roc

Perceval

Kora

Sheba

Vess

Zenobia

Perun

Kora

No Nopon

* No npc except for Nial

Persona 3

Tanaka

Mutatsu

Nozomi Suemitsu

Disney Movies

Philoctetes

Clayton

Colt Bronco

Pepa Madrigal

Dolores Madrigal

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Date Nights & Guilty Consciences (Loki x Reader & Jade x Secret Date)

Jade goes on a secret date, and Loki knows that she's clearly hiding something. With her guilty conscience on her mind, her date helps to comfort her in telling her father the truth.

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She was ready for her night out – she had been feeling the butterflies from the moment she saw him. He was perfect.

She reminded her of him���it was true what she had been told by her father all those years ago – he was the role model of the type of partner she would end up seeking.

He was right.

Jade put on a long black and white sleeve crop top, some black jeans, and black ankle boots with a heel. She made sure that her makeup was impeccable – not wanting him to see her the way she had looked earlier – covered in sweat and blood, barely able to breathe and walk.

She was still surprised he had asked her out.

And she was more surprised when she made the decision to keep it from her best friend – her father.

“She’s hiding something,” Loki blurted out to you and the two of you sat on the sofa and watched television – the other kids busying themselves.

            “What?” you asked – confused.

“Jade,” he specified, “she’s hiding something from me.”

You sat up from your spot in between his legs and turned around to face him. He’s staring off into space.

“Hey,” you said – getting his attention. His eyes looked sad and worried. “I’m sure she’ll come to you when she’s ready.”

“Remember the last time she hid something from us?” he questioned in an almost whisper.

You looked down. “I do.”

Loki took out his phone and pulled up Life360 to see exactly where his beloved daughter was.

“At least she’s where she says she is,” he said with a bit of relief. “Please talk me out of getting over there to see who she’s with.”

“Loki,” you bluntly said. “If you invade her privacy, she’ll be furious with you. You can’t do that to her. We need to let her make her own decisions and mistakes.”

            Across town, Jade sat the table across from her date, listening to him talk about his life – what he’s been through and how he’s lived. It broke her heart to hear about the things done to him.

            “I’m sorry,” she said quietly – looking into his gorgeous eyes. The pain was still there, but he did a good job at hiding it…another thing that reminds her of her father.

            “Don’t be,” he smiled softly. “I’ve managed to accept it and move on with my life.”

“That’s good,” Jade said, a soft smile on her face – feeling her face begin to turn red.

He chuckled. “Sweetheart, there’s no need to be nervous around me.”

“How can I not be?” Jade nervously chuckled. “This is the first time I’ve gone out with a guy since –,”

“I know,” he interrupted. “I can’t imagine what you’ve been through, so I understand if you’re a bit hesitant with this. I just want to do whatever I can to make sure you’re comfortable.”

Jade smiled softly, her blue eyes meeting his. “You’re doing a pretty good job at it.”  She looked down at the table, picking at her nails lightly.

“Something’s wrong,” he stated, causing Jade to let out a sigh.

“I don’t do this,” she told him, looking up. “I don’t…keep things from him.”

“I never said you needed to.”

“Yeah,” Jade agreed, “but if he knew…he’d…I want to think he’d be supportive but…I feel like he’d be upset at the same time…might hurt you or something.”

He chuckled. “You don’t need to worry about me, darling. If you feel like you need to tell him, then do it. I know he worries about you after what happened with he who shall not be named.”

“He does,” she agreed, looking down at her phone. She grabbed it and nervously typed in her passcode, opening up the latest text from her dad.

She smiled upon ready the text. He trusted her to make the right decisions and understood that she needed to feel comfortable to come to him. But she was always comfortable going to him, so why was this so…nerve-wracking? She looked up at her date. “If you end up getting murdered or your ass kicked tomorrow…I’m so sorry.”

He chuckled. “It’d be worth it.”

Letting out a chuckle, she sent her reply to her father – anxiously hitting the send button – knowing there was no going back now. She’d have to keep her word.

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Chanukah | S.R

Pairing: Boyfriend!Steve Rogers x Teacher!Girlfriend!Reader

Warnings: none, just fluff

Event: Part of the Flash Fiction Challenge hosted by @justagirlinafandomworld [Song: The Chanukah Song]

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"That's a Jewish song, isn't it?" Steve asks, leaning over the back of the couch to look over your shoulder.

His eyes are focused on the tablet in your lap.

You nod slightly, leaning your head back to look at your boyfriend. You lift one of your hands, running your fingers over his clean-shaven cheek. Steve smiles softly, leaning further down to press a soft kiss to your lips.

"Is it for the class day you have tomorrow?"

"Yes, we talked about different songs for Christmas, so I thought I would present some they didn't mention," you mumble. Steve chuckles, leaning further down until he slides over the back of the couch to sit next to you.

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Marvel &amp; DC XXX

by tasmxxx Words: 39, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Marvel, DCU, DCU (Comics) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply, Rape/Non-Con, Underage Categories: F/F, F/M, Multi Characters: Peter Parker, Mary Jane Watson, Gwen Stacy (The Amazing Spider-Man), Gwen Stacy | Spider-Gwen, Felicia Hardy, Bruce Banner, Bruce Wayne, Selina Kyle, Reed Richards, Susan Storm (Fantastic Four), Ben Grimm, Thor (Marvel), Johnny Storm, Tony Stark, Steve Rogers, Natasha Romanov (Marvel), Logan (X-Men), Jean Grey, Scott Summers, Janet Van Dyne, Hank McCoy, Hank Pym, Ororo Munroe, Rogue (X-Men), T'Challa (Marvel), Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Diana (Wonder Woman), Mera (DCU), Arthur Curry (DCU), Barry Allen, Iris West, Lana Lang, Barbara Gordon, Dick Grayson, Hal Jordan (Green Lantern), Norman Osborn, Pepper Potts, Otto Octavius, Sam Wilson (Marvel), Wade Wilson, Wilson Fisk, Matt Murdock, Elektra Natchios, Joker (DCU), Lex Luthor, Nick Fury, Sharon Carter (Marvel), Erik Lehnsherr, Charles Xavier, Flash Thompson, Harry Osborn, Eddie Brock, J. Jonah Jameson, Robbie Robertson, Stephen Strange, Randy Robertson, Odin (Marvel), Jane Foster (Marvel), Loki (Marvel), Ares (Marvel), Ares (Wonder Woman), Mephisto (Marvel), Thanos (Marvel), Bizarro (DCU), Oswald Cobblepot, Harvey Dent, Edward Nygma, Darkseid (DCU), Lobo (DCU) via https://ift.tt/YG9OaqD