#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]

Hiiii! Having a bit time and still a lot wips but I also really enjoy drabbles. Plus, sometimes they inspire more than just a little bit.

So, while I still write my wips, I open my requests for Drabbles. Below I will add some prompt lists you can choose from. Feel free to add a little scenario if you want to.

I will write fluff, hurt/comfort and dark, as well as smut. But if it doesn’t inspire that, I will not pressure me into writing anything smutty. I reserve the right to delete the ask if it makes me uncomfortable.

Characters I write for: Bucky Barnes, Steve Rogers, Stucky, Stucky x Reader, Max Burnett, Steve Kemp, Lee Bodecker, Nick Fowler, Ari Levinson, Lloyd Hansen, Ransom Drysdale. Also I think about writing for Jake Jensen and Peter Parker (Tom, cause he looks fine.)

(Bit inspired by @navybrat817 and @elixirfromthestars)

Jealousy Prompts

Grumpy x Sunshine

Love confession

Fluffy Prompts

Some people who might be interested, maybe… if not I just want to tag someone!🥺😂 @mercurial-chuckles @thevillainswhore @themaradwrites @holylulusworld @reverieblondie @rogersbarber @elvenrin @jobean12-blog @kooziboob @labella420 @krirebr @marvelstoriesepic @noellez-best-life23 @bigtreefest @sweater-daddiesdumbdork @saiyanprincessswanie @veltana @vintagebuckybarnes @stellar-solar-flare @soelstress @dollface-xoxo @thezombieprostitute @loki-laufeyson68 @etherealdisneyvillainness @winterschildren8 @pono-pura-vida @kimmie113080 @sergeantbarnessdoll @randomawesomeperson102 @looking1016 @kpopgirlbtssvt @disneyprincessbuffyannesummers @iris-xoxo-juhu @fckedupandbeautiful @hisredheadedgoddess28 @buckets-and-trees

[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

Series Masterlist | Loki Masterlist | Masterlist

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

[mybisexualhell]

✨ Welcome to my selfship hell! >:3 🐍🗡

Main blog is @loki104-uwu

Some of my buddies selfship blogs(if we're moots and you have a selfship blog tell me and I'll add you to the list :3):

@ozzyscarnivalofships

@pastelpousay

@persephoneflowerpetals/@pastelselfships

@two-vampires-kissing

@gaywhoopingcrane

Gonna lay down some ground rules, i'm a minor (16), so nothing crazy guys, some people ask if i'm ok with friends calling you pet names, only if we been moots for a month or two if we just became moots and you start calling me pet names i'm gonna be weirded out, and if others don't like it then I won't do it clear as day I got it👍

I'm perfectly fine with sharing my f/o's and with you asking/gushing about them, i'll gush with you my bud!

F/Os List:

Romantic❤‍🔥:

Athena (Disney)

Wally Wood (Goosebumps)

Peri & Irep (Fop)

Sandy Cheeks (SpongeBob Squarepants)

Gladion (Pokemon)

Dale Dimmadome (Fop)

Logan Howlett/Wolverine (Marvel X-men)

Snow miser (a miser brothers Christmas/The year without a Santa Claus)

Loki (MCU)

Moondrop (tsams/Fnaf security breach)

Mammon (Helluva Boss)

Abel (Hazbin Hotel)

Hades (Disney Hercules)

Donny Juice (Beetlejuice cartoon)

Jax (The Amazing Digital Circus)

Shadow Milk Cookie (Cookie Run Kingdom)

Lucifer (Hazbin Hotel)

North Wind (a miser brothers Christmas)....someone pls kill me /j

Familial💖:

Boreas (Disney Hercules the animated series) (parental)

Jack Skellington and Sally (The Nightmare Before Christmas) (parental)

Gambit (Marvel X-Men) (parental)

Alastor (Hazbin Hotel) (grunkle lol)

Selfship tags(so far >:3):

Romantic❤‍🔥:

Athena x Mania- ✨🦉demented for you.😈💫

Snowflake x Wally wood- ✨❄snowy forest🪓🪵

Candy x Peri/ Tart x Irep- ✨🪄sweet&sour magic💖❤‍🔥

Skrymir otter x Sandy cheeks- ✨🌊land lovers under the sea🦦🐿

Faye x Gladion- ✨💖sweet dark valentines❤‍🔥💫

Logan x Amara- ✨🐈grumpykitten & sillyaxolotl🌊🐾

Snow Miser x Dust Devil- ✨❄silly snow/sand devils🌪😈

Dale x Celeste- ✨🪄do you believe in magic💰🌠

Loki x Atë- ✨🗡what's wrong with a little chaos🐍😵‍💫

Moondrop x Capria- ✨💫you're a sky full of stars🌕♑

Mammon x Pastel- ✨😈silly hell clowns🤡💰

Abel x Iris- ✨💖angelic rainbows🌈🪽

Shadow Milk Cookie x Apple Cinnamonroll Dragon Cookie- ✨🎭LIES AND CHAOS😈❤‍🔥

North Wind x Akuma- ✨🌪mystical winds💖🌈

Familial💖:

Boreas and Chione- ✨🌪Windy snow storm❄🌨

Jack, Sally, and Candy Corn- ✨🦇no tricks just treats🍬🦴

Gambit and Lapin- ✨🃏Showdown!🐇🪄

Alastor and Trixie- ✨🃏you're never fully dressed without a smile📻😈

✨Designs for my self-inserts👈

Other tags:

Art tag- ✨drawing nonsense🖌🎨

Moot/Friend tag- ✨dragging you with me❤‍🔥

Stuff for other ships- ✨welcome to the selfship hell💖

Just text :3- ✨yelling nonsense🐍🗡

Fanart for others- ✨my time for you🥰💫

Fanart for me- ✨my trash ships <3💖💫

[lyth-bringer-of-mischief]

Loki love confession

This is my first time posting my writing on here so here's to hoping this goes well. It's also on ao3 if you wanna read it there too: Loki Love Confessions - Chapter 1 - IrisCarter - Loki (Marvel Comics) [Archive of Our Own]

Summary: rambling love confession to Loki

Words: 459

Warnings: Light cursing, slight suggestive content one time

A/n: this is technically with my oc Iris, but their name isn't mentioned so it could be considered Loki x reader, but take it as you will

I mentally prepare myself for what I'm about to do. Why I'm doing this I have no clue, but you miss 100% of the shots you don't take, so I guess I'm doing this.

"Loki! Could I talk to you for a moment?" I quickly blurt out before I can change my mind. It was just the two of us in the kitchen of the tower, so it was the perfect opportunity.

"Yeah, sure" he comes and stands on the other side of the island, waiting for me to start talking. And I just start vomiting words before I start regretting this whole thing.

"Okay, this is probably stupid - no, it's definitely stupid - but I have to get something off of my chest, and if this doesn't go well, we can pretend this never happened and go about business as usual, but, gods- Loki, I like you. Like I REALLY like you. And, I know it's stupid, and you're a literal god, but I think you're the most beautiful thing that has ever existed and I think I could love you if you'd just let me-" 

Before I can say anything else, he's kissing me. When he moved around the island, I'm not quite sure, but his hands are on either side of my face, and he's fucking KISSING me. I mean I'm not by any means complaining because holy shit this is amazing. My hands drifted up to rest on his strong shoulder and he breaks the kiss and looks me in the eyes, a softness I'd never seen before in his face. His hands then move down to my back and he pulls me into a tight embrace.

"I'll let you, my love." His voice is quite literally music to my ears. He didn't just call me 'love' like normal either, no, he said 'my love'. I hug him tighter, a tear of joy leaking from the corner of my eye as I bury my face in his chest. His. That's definitely a better outcome than I expected. As we pull apart, I joke that:

"I can see where the title of 'Silver Tongue' comes from" to which he tells me:

"Darling, you know nothing of my silver tongue yet." He winks, hands still resting on my upper arms.

"So, what do you say we go to dinner tonight?" I suggest.

"That sounds splendid my love." There it is again; 'my love'. I can certainly get used to this.

"Movie in the meantime? I've got another musical for us to watch!"

"Not another one of those dreadful musicals" he groans as I take his hand and drag him towards the living room like a kid on Christmas, grinning ear to ear.

"Oh, come on, you love them!"

[iz-cause]

Choices

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Summary: Takes place during the Loki series, the end season 2, were he asks Mobius and Sylvie for advice. However, he still feels conflicted, so he goes off to ask the one person he knows will help him, you.

*Ps. The reader is said to have brown eyes*

(Disclaimer: I do not own the character Loki or Thor as they are under Marvel. The only thing original is this storyline so please do not take or steal my work. Thank you!)

This is my first ever Loki x Reader story, and I hope you enjoy!

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Loki starts to feel overcome with emotions. This was it, the time to act was now. But, how could he just leave you behind? His love, his soul, his being, his everything? All for the sake of fixing something that wasn’t even his fault, but the fault of another.  He hesitated, if only you could see him now. What would you say? Would you tell him to stay with you? Tell him that there must be another way? That he doesn’t have to be the one to sacrifice everything? Just for the inevitable for it to be to go up in flames? He hesitates, this was a mistake. He shouldn’t be here. “Loki? You okay?” He turns to you. 

You. Just you. Oh, look at you. Just as beautiful as the day he first saw you. He has never been as awestruck before, well, until there was you. He first met you at a party in Asgard, when you accidentally bumped into him. When you both turned around to apologies, he felt stuck in wonder. What beautiful eyes you have. You always said, “They’re just brown, nothing special.” But he would always correct you. The way that the lights from the candles would reflect off of your iris’ reminded him of the stars in the night sky. 

Oh, and the way your presence just made him want to stop and breathe for a moment. Was everything. You were his everything, and still are. That’s why he chose this moment. At the time, the two of you were just walking in the palace when he time-slipped and brought you to the library. Before Thor’s coronation, before the reveal of his heritage, and before he lost you.

“I’m fine my love.” He cupped your cheek with his hand, grazing the feeling of your soft skin against his. “Then why do you look so stressed?” “I seemed to be faced with a choice.” You placed your hand on top of his. “What kind?” He took a breath, “A choice that determines everything.” You stared at him dumbfounded. “Loki, picking your favorite kind of dessert over the other, is not that kind of choice.” He chuckled, “No, I mean. What would you do, if you try to fix something, but it ends up breaking?” “I would try to figure at a way to stop it from breaking.” “Yes, but what if it keeps on breaking?” “Then I would try to find a way to stop it from breaking, by getting rid of the thing that makes it break.” “How?” “Well it depends on what it is, but Loki why are you suddenly asking me this? Is it because you broke your mother’s vase?” He shook his head, “No.” You look at his expectingly, “Did Thor break a vase?” “No one broke any vases.”

He turned around and put his fingers to his temple. He needed to sit down, this was hard, why couldn’t he make up his mind? Was it because he got to see you again, or was it the weight of everything settling in? You put your hand on his shoulder, turning him to face you. “Loki, what is going on?” He pit his lip, “I have to make a choice.” You nodded, “Okay.” “And it’s not an easy one.” “Why?” “Because everything lies on this one choice.” “What is the choice?” He sighed, it’s now or never. “If you had to choose to sacrifice someone for the greater good, would you do it?” You became serious, this was definitely not what you expected. “Where is this suddenly coming from?” “Please answer the question.” “Loki, if something is happening to you, please tell me.””Nothing is happening, just please answer the question.” “Is Thor doing something to you? If he is then.” He stopped you, “Nothing is going on.” He seemed panicked. There is definitely something going on. “Please, trust me on this. I wish I could tell you, but I can’t.” You sighed. “Please my love.”

You turned to sit at one of the chairs. This was too much, how could one conversation with him turn out like this. Asking this weird question out of the blue? One minute, you were talking about food, then the next, choices of sacrifice. What happened? He walked over and sat on the chair next to you, “My love, please understand.” You rubbed your temple and after a moment, “Are you not going to tell me what happened?” He shook his head, “I’m afraid, I cannot.” 

“Well, I guess all choices come with sacrifice. You can’t pick one over the other without sacrificing something and not face the consequences. Even food choices have consequences.” “But what if you can’t make that sacrifice?” You turned to him, “Then someone else will. If you can’t make the call, then someone else will do it. But you won’t like what they decide.” You’re right, if he can’t make a choice, then someone else might. But who is to say their choice is the better one? “What if the choice you make isn’t the right one?” “Then try to do better with the choice you made, if that ends up failing, well.” “It’s back to square one.” You go to grab his hand. “There is always some type of sacrifice to be made, whether it be big or small. The choice is up to you, isn’t that why we have free will?” Oh if only you knew, he chuckled at the thought. “Free will, huh?” You nodded, “Regardless, I know whatever you decide would be a good choice. It’s not perfect, but it’s a good choice.” He nodded, “Let’s hope it.” You looked at him dumbfounded, “What’s that supposed to mean?” He kissed the back of your hand, “Don’t worry about it, my love.” You were unconvinced, “Huh, sure.” You both chuckled. He pulled you in for a kiss. “I love you, so much.” You smiled, “And I love you.” 

He made his decision.

[ginevrastilinski-ocs]

Riordanverse OCs Masterlist

Name: Ashley McCoy

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Iris

LI: TBD

Quote: You with the dark curls, you with the watercolor eyes.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Madison Reyes

Name: Catarina Johnson

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Redacted

LI: N/A

Quote: Because I am my mother's daughter, I can do anything. My mother's strength and power lives in me.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Rachel Zegler

Name: Evelyn Chase

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Loki

LI: Thomas Jefferson Jr

Quote: But I got smarter, I got harder in the nick of time, honey I rose up from the dead, I do it all the time.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Kiernan Shipka

Name: Frances Alodia

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Hecate

LI: Jason Grace

Quote: I wish I could have saved you. Please forgive me.

Pinterest: X

FC: Ellie Bamber

Name: Gilbert Summers

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Apollo

LI: Lucas Alderidge

Quote: The world is brighter than the sun now that you're here.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Kit Connor

Name: Iris Hardcastle

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: N/A | Huntress of Artemis

LI: N/A

Quote: No man is an island, but this woman is.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Erin Kellyman

Name: Lilith Reeves

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Poseidon

LI: Mike Lore

Quote: She is water. Powerful enough to drown you, but soft enough to clean you. Deep enough to save you.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Malina Weissman

Name: Lucas Alderidge

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Ares

LI: Gilbert Summers

Quote: His soul might be a sun. I've never met anyone who had the Sun for a soul.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Caleb McLaughlin

Name: Malia Ember

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Dike

LI: Piper McClean

Quote: Everything you lose is a step you take.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Meg Donnelly

Name: Mike Lore

Pronouns: she/her

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Ares

LI: Lilith Reeves

Quote: And I try to bed tough, but I wanna scream.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Tanner Buchanan

Name: Reggie Warwick

Pronouns: he/him

Story: Untitled

Godly Parent: Aphrodite

LI: Nico Di Angelo (+ queerplatonic w/ Will Solace)

Quote: Wasn't that the definition of home? Not where you are from, but where you are wanted.

Pinterest: TBD

FC: Aidan Gallagher

[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]

Fanarts and illustrations masterlist

[MAIN MASTERLIST]

[Instagram art account]

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

[nyx-worshiper]

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Law & Order: Special Victims Unit

Olivia Benson Paula Foster Amanda Rollins

Criminal Minds

Emily Prentiss Kate Callahan Alex Blake (Miller) Tara Lewis Jennifer Jareau Penelope Garcia Elle Greenaway

Greek Titans

Circe Rhea Hecate Leto Metis Maia Khione

Greek Primordial gods

Nyx Thanatos Erebus Gaia Hemera Hypnos Aether Eris Oizys Chaos Geras Apate Nemesis

The Greek Big 6

Zeus Hades Demeter Hera Poseidon Hestia

Greek Olympian Gods

Hebe Melinoe Iris Dione Amphitrite Apollo Ares Athena Artemis Aphrodite Philotes Persephone Triton

Greek Gorgons

Euryale Stheno Medusa

I WILL CONSIDER ANY OTHER CHARACTERS FROM THESE SHOWS

I WILL WRITE X READER OR X ANOTHER CHARACTER OF YOUR CHOICE

I Will Do

Smut Fluff Rape Non-Con LGBTQ+ Violence Enemies to lovers Enemies to friends

ANYTHING ELSE WILL BE CONSIDERED

[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]

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"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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🌩️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.