#she's about to be a loki's bestie just you wait

[woulddieforloki]

WAIT I JUST REALIZED THERE ARE THREE LOKIS IN THE TRAILER ONE LOKI FOR MOBIUS ONE LOKI FOR SYLVIE ONE LOKI TO FIFTH WHEEL AND ONLY FEEL SLIGHTLY BITTER BECAUSE HE'S ALWAYS THOUGHT ROMANCE WAS OVERRATED ANYWAY MULTISHIPPERS RISE. IT IS OUR TIME.

[11queensupreme11]

I keep thinking about a human arsenic blues AU where all the Yans have normal jobs. Like, I can totally see Beely as a crazy scientist, Hades as a mining tycoon or something, Cu a mercenary, ect and so on.

(Loki would just be a vagrant 🤦‍♀️)

WAIT I LIKE THIS, THIS JUST GOT ME THINKING!!!

okay, the gods obviously still rule the world, just not in the divine sense, but more in a 'they're part of the super elite 1% of the world who are super rich and own everything' kinda way

hades would definitely be a mining tycoon, and idk maybe he does some illegal human organ harvesting thing (cuz dead bodies; god of the dead, you get it). maybe he owns a lot of banks too (god of riches and all)

beelzebub definitely partakes in the organ harvesting stuff and other super creepy, super unethical, super illegal experimentation and shit. literally nothing he does in this au will be legal 😭

poseidon would probably still own the seas in this au tbh 💀 like maybe he owns a shit ton of business that are related to water; water treatment technologies, bottled water moguls, probably owns pearl farms, a bunch of organizations dedicated to researching and preserving sea life, etc. (and babie percy would inherit ALL of that in the future lmaoooooo)

apollo with modeling, authoring a bunch of books, acting, maybe he started a solar power energy company, he's probably a super important doctor too that gets requested by other super rich and important ppl, basically a shit ton of stuff cuz he has a lot of domains

loki would be that black sheep from the billionaire family type 💀💀💀 he just fucks off to do whatever; sometimes ppl wouldn't even recognize him as one of the super elite cuz he always looks like a fucking hot mess

anubis would also be something related to illegal business because of the whole death god stuff 💀

and CU AS A MERCENARY IS GENIUS. he'd be the merc who comes from a billionaire family (the celtic pantheon) but he mostly just fucks off and does his own thing that isn't related to what his family does OR MAYBE IT ISSSS related to his fam business, he just partakes in the illegal side of it 😂😂

percy would be percy but ✨Richer✨ she could either be poseidon's daughter from the start, or a bastard baby from a previous hookup he found out about and took in to raise as his own (so rags to riches type of shit).

anyways, because they're all still unhinged yanderes, percy would be homeschooled ("you're from an extremely wealthy family, it's safer to be homeschooled, my pearl" aka isolated) and beelzebub would still be her teacher (so sexy times lol). hades is VERY invested in his adorable lil niece so he visits poseidon's estate from time to time with innocent intentions ofc! apollo is obviously her favorite cousin (in his delusions) and her private doctor when beelie's not around, anubis and loki would be her besties, and cú chulainn as her bodyguard maybe??????

[ladyzayismultifandom]

King of Second Chances

DomesticAvengers!Loki x Reader

Genre/Rating: tooth-rotting fluff with best friends to lovers

Description: Contrary to popular belief, Loki does have friends... just not on Asgard. Or Midgard. Except one.

After the battle of New York, Frigga managed to convince Odin one last time to have mercy on his adoptive son Loki who recently found that out in his defense but in no way can explain his revenge hostile attempted takeover of Midgard aka Earth. Odin decided that if some time on Earth managed to teach Thor the lesson he needed to learn to be worthy of the hammer, then Earth should be able to do the same for Loki.

So until he proves that he's not the evil ego-maniac that's co-dependent on the lie his father told him about being destined for greatness when he was a peace offer child, Loki is to stay on Earth.

Specifically in Avengers Tower under close surveillance.

None of the team especially Clint and Natasha wanted him there but they couldn't trust him living on his own with some of his magic still intact. So down the hall from Thor's room soon became Loki's room and they all lived happily ever after. Sort of

"Loki did you eat my Poptarts?"

"And why would I eat those disgusting sugar-coated sandwiches?'

"Because you know I like them?"

"Out" Thor suddenly falls through a hole Loki created sending him back to his room.

Loki looked up at the vents to make sure Clint wasn't in them before relaxing back in his bed with the book before he was once again interrupted by a knock on his door. He rolls his eyes begrudgingly before swinging the door open with a wave of his hand.

"Hey, Loki..."

"Yes, Y/N," Loki says not caring to lift his head away from his book.

"Can I hide my pop tarts in here? Thor keeps eating them."

"And why would I do that?"

"Because I know you don't like them so Thor won't look for them here." Unable to argue with that, Loki shrugged.

"Very well. Hide them here"

"Yes!" you jumped onto his bed and hugged him tightly to you shocking the magical entity to his core.

"Thank you, Loki," you shock him again by giving him a light kiss on the cheek.

".... You're welcome"

This was the beginning of a beautiful friendship.

Two years has gone by since then and while Loki is still not welcome back in Asgard he has regained almost all of his magical abilities, has been caught trying to go back twice, and with Frigga's help made his room in Avengers tower look almost identical to his chambers in the palace. One would say that he's gotten comfortable on Earth.

Loki still hides your Pop-Tarts in his room and several other things you don't want the team to see despite your room being one floor below his. The only ones who dare go in his room are you and sometimes Thor but he uses an illusion spell to make your stuff look like his so there is no suspense. You could have asked him to do that for your room but having some of your things in his room gives you the excuse to see him and everybody knows that. Except Loki of course.

After another successful mission with Natasha and her sister that she never mentioned until now you were back in Avengers Tower and you couldn't wait to tell your bestie all about it.

"LOKI!!!!" You burst through his door to find a towel around his waist and hair. His chest still had some water dripping down to a place that you didn't realize you'd want to see until now. Shit you're staring

"Um, I'll come back" You quickly closed the door and headed straight to the elevator. If anyone saw how you repeatedly pushed the close doors button they'd think you insane. You quickly went into your own room and let out the breath you had been holding only to open your eyes to-

"You know you were much cuter when you were afraid to knock on my door." You jumped holding your hand to your chest wishing your heart could just calm down but the man you just ran away from clearly transported to your room.

"I see you gained more of your magic back."

"One of my favorite tricks." Loki held up a bag of sweets. He patted the spot next to him on your bed and it was like you never left. You happily jumped into his arms. Let the celebration begin.

“So Agent Romanoff wasn’t alone before Barton came around. Interesting. Hit me” He opened his mouth and you gave him another caramel candy. Something you like to do when debriefing your missions with him is to eat sweets and comb his hair. He’ll never admit it but hearing your voice with your hands massaging his scalp made him feel like a King.

“I know right?! I can’t believe she’s been hiding that from us this whole time. I thought we’d run out of secrets in Avengers Tower by now. What about you?”

“Mm that feels nice” he whispered to himself not paying attention. You took a curl of his and wrapped it around your finger before yanking harder than usual.

“Ow!” He looked up at you

“Now that I have your attention what did you do while I was gone?” You held up your brush threateningly at him. Chuckling he laid his head back down in your lap closing his eyes without any sign of fear.

“I read, painted, slept, squabbled with my oaf of a brother, the usual.”

“Do you ever think the two of you will be as close as you were back then?”

“I’m not sure. I did try to kill him after all but he does try. I’ll give him that.”

“You tried to kill me too” You mumbled

“You’re different.”

“How different?” You continue brushing his hair slowly. Like a cat he purrs.

“You are… kind in a way that’s admirable and naive yet you hunt people for a living. It’s confusing.” You gently take his head in your hands staring right into his emerald green eyes.

“Are you saying I should consider a new career path?”

“I’m saying you are the most dangerous being in the nine realms.” He whispered.

“And your best friend” You whispered back coming a little closer.

“My only friend” The two of you smile at each other.

“Jarvis please tell me you got that” The two of you sat up quickly embarrassed that you’d been caught by Tony in what would look like two lovers staring into each others eyes even though you were nothing more than friends. Right? Without a thought you chased Tony all around the tower with your brush desperately trying to get that footage of the two of you.

Unsure of when it started Loki realized that the beautiful friendship that once was had blossomed into something else entirely. He was bound to mess it up but he knew you’d give him a second chance. He is the king of those after all and you are worth all the chances he can get.

A/N: Happy Loki day! I was supposed to post this the other day but I didn’t know what I wanted to write yet. Thanks for your patience. There’s more to come!

[holdmytesseract]

All The Right Moves

Robert Laing x fem!Reader

Summary: When Robert comes home from work, he catches you dancing in the kitchen - and decides to join you...

Warnings: this is a songfic? fluff, dancing, suggestive smut - it gets quite a bit hot and steamy

Word Count: 1,9k

a/n: Some of you were quite a curious about the 'Secret Project'. I told you about. Well, here it is - and it's a birthday gift for @muddyorbsblr ! 🥳 We talked about those gifs and she told me about the story she imagined - and I immediately started to write it; knowing that her birthday was coming up. 🥰 Bestie, I really hope you like this! Happy Birthday! ❤

Tagging: @lulubelle814 @km-ffluv @eleniblue @loz-3 @vbecker10 @jennyggggrrr @mochie85 @chantsdemarins @peaches1958 @multifandom-worlds @fictive-sl0th @lovingchoices14 @simping-for-marvel @stupidthoughtsinwriting @vanilla-daydreaming @lou12346789 @lady-rose-moon @evelyn-kingsley @the-princess-of-loki @acefeather2002

Peeps I think might be interested in this one... @smolvenger @anukulee @lokiforever

°☆• Masterlist •☆°

This is basically based on this song...

... and this scene...

The High Rise was still bustling with the people who lived inside the big building, despite the fact that it was quite late in the evening. Robert had to work a few hours longer today, resulting in the sun already setting, as he stepped through the big doors of London's biggest, most modern skyscraper.

It was early June - the beginning of the summertime, and it showed. The days had gotten longer and the nights shorter; temperatures steadily rising. Several children were still awake; running around, laughing and having fun - just like the adults. Countless men with bottles of beer and women with swim attire crossed his paths; probably planning on throwing yet another party. Like they always did. Robert though, was tired. A long day stuffed to the brim with work was behind him and all he wanted to do, was to spend some quality time with his wife, perhaps eat something and then fall into bed to catch some much-needed sleep.

Taking one of the elevators, he leaned against the metal wall and waited almost impatiently for it to make that familiar 'ding' sound; announcing that it arrived on the 25th floor. Luckily, he didn't have to wait long.

Robert walked straight to yours and his apartment then, literally storming through the door; shutting the loud and annoying world out.

As soon as the door was closed shut behind him, a relieved sigh left his lips. He had been quite a bit lost in his own thoughts, when the sound of music - coming undoubtedly from the kitchen, pulled him back down to earth in the here and now.

And some aces up your sleeve

I had no idea that you're in deep

I dreamt about you near me every night this week

It caused an immediate smile to appear on his lips. Robert knew that song. By heart. It was one of your favourites - and became over the years one of his favourites, too.

How many secrets can you keep'

′Cause there′s this tune I found that makes me think of you somehow

When I play it on repeat

Until I fall asleep

Spilling drinks on my settee

The doctor took off his dress shoes, placed them neatly beside your shoes and put down his working bag. Then he made his way quietly, but quickly to yours and his shared bedroom, slipping out of the greyish black suit jacket he wore; the tie following immediately. Undoing a few of his shirt buttons, Robert felt finally comfortable and 'free'.

The music wasn't extremely loud, but he could still hear every word.

(Do I wanna know?)

If this feeling flows both ways

(Sad to see you go)

Was sorta hoping that you'd stay

(Baby we both know)

That the nights were mainly made for saying

Things that you can′t say tomorrow day

Being only in his matching suit trousers and white shirt now, he sneaked up to the kitchen. Carefully, he lurked around the corner. There you were, in the middle of cooking something which smelt like spaghetti Carbonara - but undoubtedly heavenly; blasting one of your all-time favourites. You were definitely feeling the music with all your heart and soul. Robert could tell, because you had abandoned the pots and pans, in order to dance.

Crawlin' back to you.

Ever thought of calling when you′ve had a few?

'Cause I always do

Maybe I′m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new

Now I've thought it through

As soon as the refrain hit, your dance moves increased. Robert leaned against the door frame, watching you with a smile; hands buried in his trouser pockets. How you moved so gracefully. How your light blue knee-length summer dress flowed with every move you made. And he watched, how happy you seemed to be. It made him happy in return as well - and his heart to beat faster with the love he felt for you.

You had your back towards your husband and therefore hadn't a single clue that he was even there. But when the last line of the refrain sounded through the kitchen, you turned around...

Crawlin' back to you.

The sight of Robert standing casually in the door frame with a soft, but amused smile on his lips caught you off-guard, of course. You visibly flinched; hand flying up to your heaving chest. You could practically feel your heart thumbing against your palm.

Then your cheeks reddened; feeling a bit like a deer caught in the headlights. But once the realisation set in, that it was your husband standing in front of you, a small giggle slipped past your lips. "Robert!"

So have you got the guts?

Been wondering if your heart's still open and

If so I wanna know what time it shuts

Simmer down and pucker up

I′m sorry to interrupt it′s just I'm constantly

On the cusp of trying to kiss you

I don′t know if you feel the same as I do

But we could be together, if you wanted to

With 'Do I Wanna Know?' still blaring in the background, you closed the distance between yourself and your husband. Without saying much, you placed a small kiss on his soft lips, in order to greet him. Automatically, your hands landed on his well-trained chest; displayed through the way too tight white shirt he wore.

While Robert's hands found their way to your waist, you rubbed his pecs with your palms in an affectionate manner. "How was work?" The doctor just shook his head. "I don't want to talk about work, darling." You raised an eyebrow and crooked your head in slightly amused confusion. "You usually always talk about work, honey."

Robert licked his lips; baby blues gazing deeply in your Y/E/C ones. "Later. I don't want to talk now. What I want is to dance."

(Do I wanna know?)

If this feeling flows both ways

(Sad to see you go)

Was sorta hoping that you'd stay

(Baby we both know)

That the nights were mainly made for saying

Things that you can′t say tomorrow day

Before your brain was entirely able to process what Robert just said, he suddenly pulled you with a quick movement closer against him. So close, that your chest collided with his. You let out a small yelp; having not expected this 'bold' move.

Crawlin' back to you.

Robert's timing was perfect, to say the least. With the peak of the refrain, he started to dance; causing your body to sway with his, of course.

Ever thought of calling when you've had a few?

(Calling when you′ve had a few)

'Cause I always do ('cause I always do)

Maybe I′m too busy being yours to fall for somebody new

Now I′ve thought it through

Robert had always been a great dancer. You knew, but he showed it to you once again...

With one hand placed firmly on the small of your back, he moved his hips in sync with yours. His head lowered; forehead pressed against yours. Your hands had wandered as well; moved from his chest to cross behind his neck. Therefore, that you were so close to one another, the dance became quite intimate very fast - and utterly intense. You could feel the warmth radiating off his body; his big, warm hand splayed over the clothed skin on your back - on the verge of touching your ass. You could smell his expensive, rich cologne; him and letting yourself drown in it.

You and Robert literally danced on a thin line between romance and eroticism. Tendencies to the latter. And when he switched positions, you knew exactly how this dance was going to end.

Crawling back to you, (do I wanna know?)

If this feeling flows both ways

(Sad to see you go)

Was sorta hoping that you'd stay

(Baby we both know)

That the nights were mainly made for saying

Things that you can′t say tomorrow day

Robert let go of you and took a few steps back. As soon as his touch left your body, you already missed it; longing to feel him again. But you were not the one in control... He was.

Taking your hand in his bigger one, he lifted both your arms and signalling you to twirl yourself around - which you did with a small giggle; dress flowing in the air once more. Although that 'foolish', girly, little giggle soon faded into a sinful, quiet, little moan, as your husband caught you mid spin with his free arm around your middle, and pressed your ass against his crotch. That was the moment you started to lose it.

Robert splayed one big hand over your lower abdomen; keeping you snugly pinned against him. If that wasn't already torturous enough, he started to move and grind in hips to the beat of the music - and what you felt through the thin layers of clothing caused a gasp to fall from your lips.

Unbeknownst to you, Robert had a naughty smile on his face; knowing exactly what he was doing to you.

(Do I wanna know?)

Too busy being yours to fall

(Sad to see you go)

Ever thought of calling darling?

(Do I wanna know)

Do you want me crawling back to you?

You were in such a haze; totally lost in the way Robert danced with you, that you didn't notice where he was leading you. Therefore, you found yourself trapped between your husband and the kitchen counter by the end of the song.

With the last line, Robert spun you once more around - this time in his arm, and pressed you against the wooden surface. A small, shocked yelp escaped your lips, before your eyes widened in realisation. The position Robert put you in only now dawning on you. Despite that you were quite flustered, you had nevertheless gained a little bit confidence.

Lifting your hand, you let your fingers toy with the opened buttons of his shirt. "Dr. Laing... How naughty..." You tutted playfully; shaking your head. Unfortunately, you weren't able to stay serious and broke out into another fit of giggles.

Robert loved that about you. Your sweet tries to act all dominant and seductive, but you were way too shy and flustered.

The doctor caught your wandering hand easily mid-air and pinned it against his own chest; his large palm swallowing yours whole. "Nu.Uh, Mrs. Laing. If I recall that correctly, you are the naughty one..." Robert stated; letting his gaze drop. His baby blues were no longer staring into your Y/E/C ones. "You started this, didn't you? Dancing to such a quite erotic song... You literally begged for this to happen, am I right?" He underlined his words by pushing you closer against the counter; hips colliding with yours. You gasped - audibly; eyelids fluttering shut. "R-Robert, I-I-I-"

He didn't need to see or hear more to know, that he was right. Your reaction was clear evidence.

"You got yourself in this situation..." Your husband whispered deeply; hoisting you up on the kitchen counter. "And now you have to deal with the consequences. Although, I'm sure you are going to enjoy it," Robert announced with a wolfish grin, before you heard the familiar sound of a zipper being unzipped. You swallowed hard. You were in trouble - because of a damn song!

[sublimecatgalaxy]

Omg I never get to do your theme nights!!

What about 20. 'Why do you feel the need to specify we’re 'just friends?’ with Loki?

Maybe reader is being teased by the team about her crush but she is terrified of ruining her tentative new friendship with him. Later he comes up to her and asks💕

Welcome bestie! Happy you get to participate this time! You were actually my only request lol. I love this btw, let this be my first request in months of not writing anything :)

Ever since Natasha found out about my feelings for Loki and told Thor about it, I've been avoiding the lying God like the plague. Her so called moral quandary (as she called it) was debating whether or not to tell Thor to 'help' me move a step in the right direction, knowing Thor can't keep his mouth shut for the life of him, or just keeping it to herself and watching me 'pathetically' (her words) watch him from the side lines.

I knew that moments after she told Thor last night that Loki would soon find out, minutes or hours later, he would eventually learn of my feelings for him after preaching to everyone for months that we're just friends and that's alright by me.

He's a flirty one, with a silver tongue that spews anything that his audience wants to hear so why should I believe that his flirting is meant towards me any differently than it is towards any other woman on the Avengers campus? I have no reason to believe that he would feel any differently towards me than he does Natasha.

But still I wait, sitting on my bed with a book that Loki leant me in my hands, my eyes reading the words but my brain doing nothing with them. All I can do is listen closely to each of the footsteps passing my door, hoping that it isn't Loki approaching to confront me.

Eventually, the familiar thud of his boots sounds from outside my door and they pause for a moment outside before a knock thuds throughout my room.

"Yeah?" I call out and the door opens moments later to reveal Loki, softer than ever, curious eyes meeting mine as he steps into my room. "What can I do for you, God of Mischief?"

"I have a question." He says without missing a beat, ringing his hands in front of him as he sways nervously on his feet, biting at his lip.

"Alright, ask." I shrug, feeling my heart beating out of my chest, rapidly pounding as he looks at me with wide eyes, his regular smirk slipping across his lips as he takes a step closer to the edge of my bed where I sit.

"Do you feel for me?" I pause, head tilting dumbly at him.

"Feel for you?"

"You like me, yes?" He sits down beside me, reaching up to run his fingers through his hair and I clear my throat, putting on a confident front as I look for the right words.

"We're friends."

"Why do you feel the need to specify we’re 'just friends?" He asks with a nervous smirk and my eyebrows tick up in question. "Uh," he trails off, "if one were to hear through the grapevine that you felt for me, what should one do with that information?"

"I think one should act on it depending entirely on how they feel." My hands shake in my lap as I scoot a little closer to him, testing the waters as he lets me approach him.

"Alright." He smiles softly. "I feel for you."

"You do?" I ask, spine straightening and a huge smile breaking out across my face as he smiles sincerely, hand reaching out to rest against the bed beside me and I fight the urge to look down at his fingers that are inches away from me.

"I have for a while."

"I never thought I'd see you blush." I reach up to pat his cheek and he rolls his eyes, fingers wrapping around my wrist to pull it away from his face.

"I am not blushing." He chuckles, shoving me playfully away from him with a deep crimson coating his cheeks and neck. "God's don't blush."

"God's don't blu- yeah, okay, tough guy."

[akiology]

HUFLSDGJLKDJKJBSLIGNHSGRNk MID NIGHTS GOSE PURRRS and Im so glad u like it!!!! (im the one who send the akechi trying to cook)

akechi- well crow with his darling who is also a persona user (she awakened her persona after some days when okumura was yk) her outfit is resembling a swan

unlike the others but like him her theme outfit is white

her fighting style is absolutely elegant and magnificent its almost satisfied To watch if it wasn't for the situation they are in XD also her fighting style may look like ballet

i was thinking of what her persona could be and Aurora or eos but now im rethinking for aglaea

she defiantly his a show time with noir and crow and maybe with violet to

just a random text but akechi darling is %100 the judgement arcana

yk this small talks the random happens ? yeah fox and skull likes to talks with her or if anyone vent about there problem she happily gives her assistant to them (futaba with her social issues, yusuke food problem, ryuji Studies and ect ect)

code name the match's her(and him<3) persona is 'dove'

VHHVMSM mona straight up asking her "if your held hostage by him blink two times" and joker right behind him joining at joke with them (noir would think its fr and she is holding a gun first into his forehead while looking at her waiting for the green flag to shoot him)

she is defiantly would be the senpai to akiren and mostly an older sister figure to him and futaba

AND BESTIES WITH ANN.

now hare is some spoilers for p5r

SOOOOO im not accepting akechi fate so <3

she and joker saving his ass <33333

that is all up i have a good day my lady <3333

-Akechi lover

I HAVE ACTUALLY BRAINSTORMED ABOUT THIS A FEW TIMES .. . but if we are going down the route that s/o and joker will save akechi/prevent his fate, i honestly like the idea that s/o's persona would be sigyn. i don't know if this is a popular headcanon, but i have read a few fics that has this idea.

in norse mythology, sigyn is loki's wife. loki was found guilty for the murder of the beloved god balder, and as punishment skadi sent him away to a cave while bound to some stone slabs. she also put a poisonous snake above loki's head, which will drip venom and hurt him when it falls on his face. sigyn, being a faithful wife, holds a bowl over loki's head to prevent him from being hurt.

not to be that person but i genuinely believe akechi didn't die T_T because what was the point of the final scene of royal ending if he did!!!!!!!!!! if you guys want my thoughts on this feel free to send an ask <3

but i like the idea that akechi and s/o somehow mirror eachother's thief getup, and this especially makes sense if they have a lot of history with each other. (maybe s/o was a childhood friend, or akechi's first ever friend at work).

thanks so much for sending this in! have a nice day! <3

[in-my-loki-feels]

11, 16, and 17 for the fic writer asks!

11. Link your three favorite fics right now.

I originally thought this was a request for fic recs, but all the questions in the game are about your own writing so I guess that's what it means? (Imma do both.😁)

Three favorite fics of my own right now: Beg Me For It, Let Me See You, Feelin Nauti

Three current favs by others: Kneel for Me, Rein Me In, wait for me at the bottom (a Thanzag rec for you!)

16. How many fic ideas are you nurturing right now? Share one of them?

My god, so many. At least 7, but I could be forgetting some. I don't think I've had this many ideas tumbling in my head since the AC2 days. 😆

I have one idea for the President Loki + Don AU where Loki would not only get to take on a female form, but also goes head-to-head with Don's ex-wife (which sounds way more dramatic than it is). I keep setting it aside because it feels like a lesser plot point in that AU and I'd probably be writing it to indulge myself more than others.

17. What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block)

Perfect timing for this question as the wip I'm currently working on is making writing feel VERY difficult right now. If I'm totally blocked or I can't figure out what's wrong with a story/it just doesn't feel right, the first thing I should do is step away and see if the next step comes to me naturally, instead of trying to force it. However, I rarely follow that advice because I'm a clown.

The next step is to reach out for help. Either a beta reader in fandom, or my bestie whose also been my writing buddy for many, many years. No matter the fandom or subject, we can turn to each other, and since she has no emotional investment in the characters, sometimes she can see the problem more clearly.

If it's a lack of inspiration, then I usually seek out some new media to consume. One of my favorite pieces of writing advice is: if you want to be a writer, you need to read a lot and write a lot. Reading, watching a TV show or movie, or listening to new music activates my brain and usually leads to new ideas.

Thank you for the ask! <3

[devilishlycute]

Curiouser and Curiouser..

˜"*°•.˜"*°• "Cats and rabbits

Would reside in fancy little houses

And be dressed in shoes and hats and trousers

In a world of my own." •°*"˜.•°*"˜

˜"*°•.˜"*°• "All the flowers

Would have very extra special powers

They would sit and talk to me for hours

When I'm lonely in a world of my own" •°*"˜.•°*"˜

How could a trip to Disneyland end so horribly for Y/n L/n?

Easy!

She was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.. So much for a lovely night at the "Happiest Place on Earth".

˜"*°•.˜"*°• "There'd be new birds

Lots of nice and friendly howdy-do birds

Everyone would have a dozen bluebirds

Within that world of my own" •°*"˜.•°*"˜

•°*"˜.•°*"'I could listen to a babbling brook

And hear a song that I could understand

I keep wishing it could be that way

Because my world would be a Wonderland.."˜.•°*"˜•°*"˜

Book: Prologue, Chapter 1

A Rυɳαɯαყ Oɱιɳσυʂ Cαɾɾιαɠҽ

Y/n's POV

"That DINO CO. Blue Slushie was really fucking sticky-"

I grumble to myself as I ran both hands under the faucet letting the water wash away the gunk and sticky feeling from my hands "But man, was it so sweet" I finished with a smile on my face and a quick wave of my hands to flick the droplets away. I felt my phone vibrate and quickly dried my hands off with a towel before reaching into my pocket.

Reading off the screen, I could see that it was (Best friend).

Bestie <3:

Hey! We're waiting for you at the Avengers Area, taking pics w/ my precious boi Loki, HURRY AND GET OVER HERE BEFORE I FAINT!! Xoxo~

Smiling at the message I send back the emoji of a thumbs up, and ready my phone for pictures, making my way over. Luckily the restroom I was in was in Hollywood Land, so I wouldn't have to walk too far.

"I can't believe I'm about to graduate High School for that matter.." I mumble to no one, I check my camera roll to see what I have so far.

So far I have pictures and goofy videos of mostly the mascots then the Actors. I couldn't help but lightly chuckle at how awkwardly I'm posed in almost each picture.

' You'd think the staff members could at least take ONE flattering picture of me.' My thoughts are ripped from me for a split second when I hear a loud scream near my right.

Looking towards the source as pedestrians run past me, coming from the direction of Buena Vista Street, a Black Carriage is barreling towards me! Two dark horses are pulling this Carriage, narrowly missing people and objects. "Oh shi-AH!"

A random person trying to flee pushes past me, falling on my knees, hearing my phone clatter away from me and feeling the solid stone walkway scrape against my palms, the pain didn't really matter since the carriage was only inches from colliding into me.

'Is this it..? Oh god, this is gonna fucking hurt- Mom, Dad, anyone! Please... Help me!!' Not wanting to face this head on, I close my eyes and awaited for impact. The sounds of screams and panic only seem to get louder.. Until they stopped all together, but I never felt the impact.

'. . . huh? Wasn't It about to hit me?' Opening one eye it was dark, soundless, but most of all warm. I didn't feel the cold night air of California anymore. 'So where am I?' A green glow slowly dims the once dark space, revealing where I am.

My eyes soon adjusted to the dim light, I am inside a very elegant and gothic style room with coffins floating above me and a giant mirror that is facing me similarly floating over an altar, a black plume of smoke emits from the altar surrounding the mirror I couldn't help but flinch at how unnaturally cold it got, a wisp of this smoke brushed past my face and I felt a bombardment of emotions:

Wrathful

Prideful

Gluttonous

Lustful

Envious

Slothful

Greediness

Groaning at the splitting headache that was accumulating at the back of my skull, gripping the sides of my head hoping to at least massage the pain.

FWOOSH

Gasping at the flash of green, the black smoke dissipates along with the headache. Looking inside the mirror green flames are flickering and fleeting, I feel the warmth of the room come back, I hadn't noticed that I've gotten closer to the mirror to warm myself again. A deep voice resonates through the mirror causing me to look into the Mirror's glass.

"Ah, my dear esteemed benefactor...

My proud, beautiful flower of Evil."

'That voice... I feel like I've heard it before..' As if it was second nature, my hand moves to glide against the gilded frame of the mirror, I stare deeper into the mirror.

"You truly are the fairest one of all.

O Magic Mirror, thy wisdom I entreat... Reveal unto me the visage I seek..."

'It's the Magic Mirror from Snow White! Am I still in Disneyland, but the Snow White dark ride isn't in California anymore-' The Magic Mirror's flames warp and swirl to show me a Black Carriage heading towards what looks like a Castle, the carriage passes underneath an iron gateway?

A Crest of a Raven shines under the moonlight, I can barely make out the words welded on the arch of the gateway. The image shifts again back to its default Green flames.

"You, whose image the Dark Mirror did beckon forth...

If your heart bids it, take the hand of the one reflected in the mirror."

The flames part and a large pale hand appears, open as if waiting for a partner to grasp it.

'There's no way I'm grabbing anything, I could end up breaking something-' A sharp pang shoots through my head causing my knees to buckle forward. My fingertips brush against something soft and fleshy yet cold, opening my eyes looking down the hand seems to be holding mine tight but tenderly.

'As if this person is holding back their strength, almost knowingly...' The room goes pitch black and the hand disappears along with the lights. For reasons unknown, this made me ... Awfully sad and painfully lonely.

Fwoosh

A ball of now red fire is lit in the center of the Mirror. The green lights around the room relit themselves and a new voice comes through.

"As flame reduces even the stars to ash."

A crystal of ice replaces the flame, the cracks of the ice are clearly heard. The room got cold once more, but this time it was welcomed.

"As Ice seals away time itself."

The ice fades and a whirlwind of leaves burst forth from inside the mirror, the scent of fresh grass and a soft breeze brush past my face.

"As great trees swallow even the sky."

The image again shifts to a void of darkness, but the scent of fire and fresh grass still linger. The chill is still present but its weak, but strong enough for my hands to wrap themselves around my... layered body? Looking down at myself my casual clothes are replaced with soft and very expensive feeling robes?!

'How- WHO undressed and redressed me!??' This has gone from intriguing to down right creepy! Whatever prank this is- has gone on long enough!

"Fear not the power of darkness. Now- Demonstrate your power."

A bright light illuminates and grows brighter by the second, it temporarily blinds me causing me to shrink away from the offending light.

"To me. To them. To yourself.

The hour grows long, and time is scarce."

My hand is grabbed by a familiar touch, its soft and yet still cold like a reptile, blankets over my hand. But I couldn't help but squeeze it anxiously, it surprised me when I felt it grip back reassuringly, its- no His thumb strokes the back of my hand soothingly.

"Keep steady your grip, no matter what may come..."

I feel the hand soon pull me forward gently, but instead of a cold hard surface I am met with what feels like entering a pool that strangely doesn't soak my clothes. A wave of fatigue and drowsiness invades my very body and I am very drained. The adrenaline has finally left my body..

'I feel ... Very tired...' I couldn't help but answer the call of sleep.

🎭ᑭᖇOᒪOGᑌE🎭

ᗯEᒪᑕOᗰE TO TᕼE ᐯIᒪᒪᗩIᑎ'ᔕ ᗯOᖇᒪᗪ

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❣️Once you get this you have to say one nice thing about 3 of your favorite authors! Share the love around! ❣️

omg wait no i can't just do three are you kidding me-- i'm absolutely doing more

in no particular order…

@lokisgoodgirl -- the way you write Loki thirst and Loki smut always completely blows me away. whether it be in the CF or the HF series or your oneshots, the way you describe him is so vividly picturesque that it's dangerous for me and my imagination to be reading it outside. i mean for real, i read the CF chapter where he reveals that the mango had an enchantment to be smaller while i was outside a badminton court and i was really struggling to not scream or have a whole whorish breakdown in front of the receptionist or else i might get banned from the place 🥴✌️

@sarahscribbles -- bestie we gotta talk about what you put in your stories because i am honestly addicted to them 🫠 i remember straight up feeling butterflies when i first read Moments of Magic and then i jumped into 14 Hours to Capetown straight after and i immediately decided while i was curled up on my couch that i shouldn't read your smuts in public because i will need Edna Mode to slap me with newspaper and yell at me to pull myself together

@mochie85 -- i can still vividly remember reading the first few chapters of Creature Comforts while i was on a road trip and i had to put my hand over my mouth because i was all out squeeing over how cute and attentive Loki was 🥹🥹 and i know you don't always write smut but when you do goddamn it has me sweating and melting into my seat. like Pheromones?? The Chase?? Narratives?? and Girl in the Mirror omfg that one had me going "thank fuck i'm bi" 🥵😮‍💨

@fictive-sl0th/@ladycamillewrites -- there's something undeniably poetic in the way you set the scene in your stories that completely immerses me in its world while i'm reading it and i love it so much 😍😍 and then you decide to hit so hard with the smut that i have to stare at the wall for a few minutes composing myself before i can rejoin civilization. honestly i love it so much please never stop 💖

@cake-writes -- friend you have no idea the scream i scrempt when i realized you wrote Wildflower. that was the first incest fic i read and i was still in my lurker era back then so i said nothing but i am so addicted to it and i will happily wait in my little corner waiting for the next chapter because as the wise ones always say: perfection takes time. and recently i just read the first part of The Seven Year Itch and lemme just tell you i'm ready for you to completely rip my heart out going down the amnesia route. also just the premise of her losing her memory while she was getting dicked down by her husband?? inspired. 🥵👏👏

@give-me-a-moose -- Cas omg i still remember how giddy i was when you sent over the link to The Pleasure of Which We're Already Accused 😩💖 and then i completely had a fangirl moment when i realized you also wrote By Hook or By Crook because Want and Wanting is one of my absolute favorite besties to lovers fics out there 🥹

i'm pretty sure that my tiny brain has forgotten a lot of other writers and there's so many of you that i intend to work my way through. there's a literal physical list of stories i'm yet to read and trust me i will get through them…it's just gonna take some time. but it will happen, i swear 🥺✌️

[fragilelovelythings]

😅 and 🎉 for the emoji asks?

😅 What's a story or scene you've created that you're a smidge embarrassed exists?

As I generally opt for being blatantly honest, I have to say that after printing my current ongoing fic, 'Eunuch Besties' (Succession) I felt the oh-so-called cringe while reading it. Most of the fic felt pretty weird and I think it happened about my insecurities. I had never written something (prose, narrative) in English before, and my inner critic got to relish in aspects of my writing that maybe, I hadn't seen before. I know this sounds like an apology, and maybe it is to myself. I have been since July so excited about the fact of actually writing fanfics again that I omitted its quality. I mean, I had the plot for the story and I went full-board with it. So, because of that, I barely have gone back to it to reflect on its content and my writing style. I just kept writing, happily to feel ideas flowing and giving form to a story that I hadn't yet read before. I am a very enthusiastic fanfic reader, been for years, so I just vomited most of the chapters crossing my fingers and hoping for the best.

Now, I recently got a dear friend of mine, who is also a linguistic expert and an avid reader to check on it, and she said it felt like a draft. And maybe it is. Again, I am still in awe of myself for being able to write anything, considering that I wrote like a possessed in my teen years and then well, I stopped when I began my undergraduate and postgraduate studies. I am now in my thirties and decided to just do whatever I wanted in terms of my life and my artistic aspirations. 'Eunuch Besties' is now on chapter 9, and I've written 50, 724 words (wtf) aiming to end this story by chapter 10 and actually realizing I'm far from putting a pin to it.

There are scenes of course that felt odd to me, dialogues even, and the struggle to find the characters' voices and make them feel in character is something that I have felt more than once embarrassed on its outcome.

I've got two other fics (Loki) which came when I was around chapter 7 I think on 'Eunuch Besties', and those two other fics feel pretty different. Perhaps after practicing, with 'Be my once in a Lifetime' and 'Built yourself a Myth' I feel more confident about how I'm writing.

So maybe yes, I am a smidge embarrassed about my first fic, but I love it deeply because is the one that has been giving me so much happiness that I do not want to stop writing it. 🎉 What leads you to consider a fic a success?

Reflecting on what leads me to consider a fic a success, I'd say I have mixed opinions/feelings about it. On one hand, the count of hits on AO3 does tell you about how many times, probably, the story is being read. So for example, on my Lokius fic 'Be my once in a lifetime' the hit count is 5,074, and is the fic I usually receive more kudos every now and then. But, does that really make me think it's successful? I'm not sure. The same fic has 261 Kudos which, again, are the likes on A03. I get why it's a 'popular' fic and I actually wrote it during Loki's fandom at its peak. I just wanted to contribute and indulge myself from a block on my Succession' one as well as write a smutty PWP. And it worked.

Then the whole deal on comments is for me another different story. I find it hard to get comments on my 3 published fics and this does worry me about the quality of my writing. But, after reading about this insecurity from other writers, I have to remember that not every person feels confident enough to just say 'Hi! I like this fic!' and that's alright. I got a comment like that on chapter 8 from an anon daring for the first time on leaving a comment and sharing with me how much he/she/they adore my work. This fellow reader said that even RE READS my fic. So here, I do believe lies success. Engaging with a fic, with a story that becomes sth that you decide to go back at again and wait for its updates, god, I think it's when you've actually created sth others find solace/fun/distraction/happiness/entertainment in that said fic is success.

Thank you so much for asking these questions :') I loved providing answers to them.

[11queensupreme11]

HERES THE PROMISED AB FANART

I know someone already made this joke but i wanted to see it as a drawing – i mean, id say it’s a perfectly accurate portrayal of percy’s situation as we approach act 2 so i’d say it’s fitting for an anniversary gift lol. i wanted to add anubis too buttttt the initial sketch was done before i found out about his announcement so i didnt wanna adjust the whole thing again :,)) BUT, he shall be in a separate fanart <3

It’s not as polished as I would like it to be but it's already been a week I think T-T ? and there was the anubis fanart too so i rushed this one a bit. i didnt wanna be too late. my gachas already got me too distracted T-T

I’ll send the anubis fanart tomorrow (its almost midnight here)!!! 

Also just read the chapter earlier. Brooo poseidon got me acting up 😩 but fr fr you got me terrified for percy’s future. I know you thrive in pain and misery so your recent responses and the amount of chapters you’ve been churning out has me absolutely worried dawgg. Still, great work as always pookie <3 ESPECIALLY ANUBIS IM SO GLAD THAT HE’S SUCH A CUTIE PATOOTIE YIPIEE

Also, loki :((. Ok now you got me feeling bad. Then again, ill relish this for now because im absolutely sure that he’s gonna remember that very moment when they start hate fucking RIP ☠️ (+ those side comments he made – he was literally TELLING her T-T). Now im just waiting for hades and apollo content <3 especially now that those two hoes are back at it again like scooby doo villains to speed things up T-T

OMG ITS HERE THANK YOU THANK YOU!!! and dont worry, i love this meme so much, idc if everyone sends me their own versions of it, it's just too funny 😭💖💖💖

but percy tho LMAO i can't tell if she's aware of them or not but i like to think she's completely oblivious to those sick fucks behind her so i'm just like "PERCY NOOOOOOO, TURN AROUND BESTIES, THERE ARE PERVERTS BEHIND YOU, RUN GIRL RUN!!!!"

"my gachas already got me too distracted" girl i feel you 💀 i have literally been playing wuthering waves every day since it's release. there isn't even anything special going on rn, i'm just building my characters 💀💀💀

and i will wait patiently for the anubis fanarts!!!!!!!! 🥺💖💖💖💖💖💖

[stagefullofentertainment]

Songs for Hazbin Hotel Characters (Playlists Series)

PART 2

Alright, next instalment, let’s go! For this one, I would love to discuss and put into their respectful playlists songs from a movie series that I consider dear to my soul. Let me introduce to you (or remind about) the Guardians of the Galaxy, films with the most awesome soundtrack!

I’ll admit, I was a huge MCU fan a few years ago but not so much anymore. I’m patiently waiting for the third GOTG volume, though! So, let me take you into these oldies but goodies songs’ journey! This part shall consist of being based on how much Hazbin characters would enjoy MCU movies, a song that would be up to their alley, plus – their favourite heroes.

A little disclaimer: I believe that probably nobody in this cast would be a huge superhero movies genre fan but that does not mean that they would not be fond of some of them!

HUSK

He is the one who most likely would enjoy MCU, in my opinion. Husk just seems like an action movie fan to me. You know that airport fight scene in “CA: Civil War”? That would be the highlight for him.

Just imagine him cleaning his bar and humming this song.

Favourite hero – Rocket Raccoon. I think that Husk would love this character and see some similar traits in himself.

CHARLIE

I’d like to think that Charlie is that person who gets excited about any possibility to expand her knowledge on anything, let it even be super hero movies. She would love seeing all the stories, laughing at funny moments and crying during death scenes. (I bet that she definitely read fanfics about found family/happy ending tropes in Avengers or Guardians).

She must have a musical number prepared in addition to this song, right?

Favourite hero – Spider – Man. Being a “kid” in a grown – up super hero work would be kind of a familiar setting for Charlie.

VAGGIE

She would enjoy most of these movies, plus some nostalgia would take a part in there. She was never in MCU fandom but understands why people love this series. Definitely did some quizzes with Charlie and Husk, like “Which Avenger are you?”, “Which MCU Team you’re on?” and much more to count.

This would be her “go to” happy song. A duet with Charlie, perhaps?  

Favourite hero – Black Widow. One of the strongest characters who does not need to rely on extraordinary powers.

ANGEL

His feelings about these movies would be 50/50. Some he would love; some don’t even give a chance. For the ones that he did like, Angel would comment about how useful or useless the fighting/weapons would be in Hell. I bet that he took some inspiration for the future Turf wars!

This song gives strong Angel vibes! Plus, named after his bestie!

Favourite hero – Loki. Yes, not exactly a hero, more of an antihero. Angel would enjoy watching his endeavours and overall story.

NIFFTY

She only agrees to watch these for the good – looking characters. Nothing more, nothing less. She is not interested in action, magic or world saving. Since there is not a lot of romance in MCU or it is pretty plain, Niffty quickly gets bored.

Niffty would sway and dance around to this song!

Favourite character – Thor. He is the best looking one for her. Plus, wonderful sense of humor.

ALASTOR

These movies are not this man’s cup of tea. Nope. He views them as a waste of time. Alastor would have only seen a few because of “A Must” movie night with others. He doesn’t care about the plot nor the characters. Shows a bit of interested during some funny dialogue, but that happens rarely.

Okay, it is a bit unconventional for him, but! Just skip the love parts and consider this as a song about business (friendship, if you squint) with Charlie. Like in the start of the series he means this only as a necessity, later it becomes genuine.    

Favourite hero – Doctor Strange. I just feel like Alastor would be pleased with this character.

That’s my takes and the end of part 2. Hope you revisited or found about some songs from both awesome mixtapes! I certainly can say that we had a Wham Bam Shang – A – Lang good time!

[skypxllar]

[OOC] Skye / Bagon Returns?

// Hey guys! It's me-- wait, shit. Wrong FC

// There we go. I'm BAAAAAACK! Yeah, I'm just as surprised as you are. It's been nearly 2 years since I posted closure for myself and 3 since I archived this blog. So much has changed both for me and in the RPC in seemingly such a short time, and honestly it's mostly for the better. I've been loving RPing over at my other blog on @mxstball but after all of this time, I wanted to use this blog for an interesting idea / experiment: let's make this blog and mxstball AUs of each other!

// Long story short: this blog will serve as an alternative storyline to Zinnia, Rayquaza, and the Shiny Latias that we all know and love. There's been a lot of things that's happened and changed in mxstball, including the names of characters, some of the lore, and the trajectory of the storyline. Instead for @skypxllar, we're picking up where we left off from the previous storyline, but with one caveat: we're time skipping straight to post-Freya's defeat! That's right! Straight to post-game we go, bby! So, let's talk about that!

// Note: you DO NOT need to know anything about @mxstball in order to understand what's going on here. Nothing that exclusively happened on there has happened here.

// Second note: Yes, @pokecheckpoint is also me and is a True Arcues!Heidi/Hera AU. The three blogs tie together in some way. IYKYK

Hera!

Hey! Remember Hera? Yes, that's still the name of the Shiny Latias centered around on this blog. Hera is still married to Rayquaza, still Zinnia's Pokémon, and still helps to take care of the place.

What's NEW about Hera this time is that she now has an Arceus-lite form (FC: Durandal, Honkai Impact 3rd)! She and Helen worked together to develop what she calls her "RKS Forme," granting her the power to create and the power to oppose even other Arceus. In doing so, she and Helen signed a pact where, should Helen perishes, Hera would become the new Arceus.

Helen

Yes, Helen / Sagira is still the name of the Arceus of this blog. She's still alive and is doing well. She and Hera formed a close mother-daughter bond to develop Hera's RKS Forme. No, she's not the type to be scheming.

However, what's newly INTERESTING about her is that she KNOWS the original Arceus of @mxstball and was even friends with her. Not relevant now but will be later.

One more thing: the name of the world that Helen takes care of is Ecumene, not Elysium. Elysium is the name of the world in @mxstball.

Zinnia

Zinnia's NOT a gym leader in this verse. She's just a Lorekeeper. She's still working with both Rayquaza and Hera to ensure that the world remains safe. Her main goal right now is to gather the Legendary Pokémon together as one big family so they can prevent this world from coming under threat again.

Yes, Violet is still dead. No, she hasn't met Leaf.

Yes, Zinnia has a Sylveon, not an Umbreon. She loves Sylveon very much.

Rayquaza

Rayquaza is still the happy dragon doing happy dragon things. Still adopting children and doing dumb Rayquaza things. However, with ONE exception, there's no major baby mamma drama on his end (Zuki's still his ex-wife from 2000 years ago, but she didn't go out of her way to try to fuck with Ray like in the other blog. Also, he doesn't have 4 Arceus children with some Arceus. iykyk).

Cynthia

Cynthia's a major muse again! She's still the Champion of Sinnoh, too. She knows now that Helen is an Arceus, but found out on much more cordial terms. They're still besties, too!

Hilda

Hilda's back as a major muse! She's now close friends to Zinnia and helps out a lot around the Unova region.

Still stupid, though.

Zygarde

Zygarde's doing fine. She's been more reclused in her cave and hangs out with Loki (Hera's Zygarde. Yes, bringing that name back too). Her and Rayquaza are not dating, and she's not even interested. Athena-Zygarde and Zacian are dating, though!

Kathy

Hi, yes. Kathy is no longer a part of the Kalos region in this world. She's still friends with Hera and maybe Zinnia, but Rayquaza hasn't adopted her. She and anyone related to her (Fairy Goon Squad, Lady Wyvern, etc.) are back to being a part of the Shokiko League with Bibi's blog (@oflegendariesandtrainers)

Kathy is also now a Shiny Milotic Chosen in the Shokiko League. When in this form, she still calls herself "Mikoto," but is a combination between an Idol and a Pokémon Coordinator!

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// anyway, that's the updates so far. Will be making more posts and the like in the future, but I hope you guys don't mind the sudden changes and backtracking. Let's see how things go this time, alright?

[evansbby]

I have a writing assignment due tomorrow and instead of doing it I'm watching someone react to catching fire

man I fucking love this movie and I know we've talked about it before but PEETAS JUST SO FUCIING GOOD

like.

gale: I'm a jealous bitch cause you kissed peeta in the games where you would have died why don't u like me pls love me

peeta: hey I've been unfair to you and I'm sorry, I know what you did during the games was to keep us alive, it's not fair to be angry at you, let's be friends

like. Peeta the king of apologies

I've officially spent an hour watching someone watch a movie I've already watched instead of doing my work. also, 1989 Taylor's version comes out tonight and I am VERY excited about it at the expense of said assignment.

also. Loki episode 4 comes out tonight. Slay. I fucking love Loki and I love Tom Hiddleston (ik this is a Chris evans/his characters blog but u know what it's Loki I can't NOT mention him)

YES YES YES

I love the hunger games sm 🥺🥺 I reread it all the time and it makes me cry every single time bc it’s so good and yet so unfair and what happens to Peeta is so unfair and just the whole thing is so……. Harrowingly realistic depiction of war and ptsd and propaganda and just… I wish I could kiss Suzanne Collins’ mind!!!

The way she wrote the best male character ever (Peeta, like the perfect example of a man written by a woman for women) and also the most evil male character ever (Snow, especially in ABOSAS, like the way she almost makes you root for him yet quietly hints at his selfish, possessive and shallow tendencies throughout is so INSANELY good, oh my god I cannot wait for this movie to come out!!! I loved the book so much especially the final third which takes place in district 12🥺 and those final ten pages are INSANE they left me feeling sick and empty and heartbroken omg)

ANYWAYS BACK TO PEETA! Ugh listen I totally get you bc Peeta in CF is so hot and perfect and cute and just!!!! Gale could NEVER compare!! Peeta actually took a step back and stopped being angry with her, apologised, gave her space and protected her 🥺🥺 also i love procrastinating and watching people react to stuff on YouTube like all the girlies do this!!! There’s this guy I watch on YouTube who does movie commentaries (basically reactions) and his name is Dylan and I wish he reacted to THG movies but he doesn’t react to things if you give him the suggestion to react to it djdjdjsj

ANYWAYS yes bestie I agree with everything you said, Gale is a pussy ass bitch and the thing is most people hate him bc he dropped the bomb that killed prim but honestly the parts that made me hate him were how controlling and weirdo he was and how he was always pressuring katniss to be with him and kissing her when there was a literal war going on like PLEASE let her live!!!

Anyways bestie I don’t really watch Loki the show but I like the character from the movies!!!! And I used to read fics about him lol

[lokisprettygirl]

I posted 3,563 times in 2022

That's 3,126 more posts than 2021!

2,239 posts created (63%)

1,324 posts reblogged (37%)

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I tagged 2,257 of my posts in 2022

Only 37% of my posts had no tags

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Longest Tag: 103 characters

#the way readers were interacting with this story is also one of the reasons why its my favourite series

My Top Posts in 2022:

#5

Soft Puppy Love (Loki x Female Reader)

Summary : Loki hides himself in a shell when he makes a mistake, but you know exactly what he needs in such moments of insecurity.

Warning : 18+ Smut, handjob, Soft sweet subby loki, mommy kink (I'm a whore for soft loki)

Tagging my bestie @the-wounded-healer05

If you could describe Loki in just one word, it would be precious, Loki is precious. He's the most adorable man you have ever laid your eyes on. He's also the subbiest sub you have ever known, now falling in love with him wasn't that difficult, his big puppy like eyes when he learned something new or whenever he looked at you, his adorable little nose scrunchies when he got confused, they way he used to bloom like a rose if you praised him in the slightest. The way he used to follow you around like a puppy in the early days so you could help him out with bothersome midgardian matters. He's an adorable precious muffin.

And that's why it hurts so bad when you look at his face and instead of a smile there's a frown, instead of his green eyes shining up so bright that they are twinkling, they look dull, instead of the sound of his giggles you are greeted with silence, When he looks like that you always know that he's not feeling his best, that he's feeling insecure.

You can't tolerate that look on him, everytime you see that look on his face you just want to hug him and keep him in your arms, in your care and protection so nothing would ever hurt him again.

Sometimes he would come back from a particularly difficult mission and he would have that look on his face, today was one of those days. You were reading a book on his bed while you waited for him but when he came back, he came back all distraught and sullen. You walked over to hug him but instead of hugging you for eternity like he does usually he pulled away a few seconds later "I'll go take a shower princess, I love you" he mumbled, his voice meek as if he was disappointed in himself.

When he finally came out, he put on a dark grey t-shirt and a black sweatpant, such a beautiful gorgeous baby and you can't have him be so sad. The thing is everytime he feels that away, he tries to pull away from you as much as he could, he never wants you to see him in such a fragile state, makes him feel weak and incompetent, but you also know that deep down that is all he needs, he wants your touch on his skin, he craves your comforting soothing words in his ears, for few moments he wants to forget that he's an avenger or a godly prince and he just wants to be your baby muffin as you would address him like that sometimes.

But he never asks for it, never.

"Loki baby what happened at the mission?" You asked him as he sat down on the couch and you sat on top of him with your legs on the either side of his thighs, he didn't look up, he kept his eyes down as if you'd judge him, afraid and scared, even though he knows you never would, he can't help it.

"What sweet baby? Talk to me please?" You cupped his cheeks and made him look up so he could look into your eyes and they were filled with tears, you felt your heart rending immediately.

He shook his head in no as if to say that nothing happened, that he was okay and he was strong. His ex always made him feel bad about him being so weak and she never comforted him when he felt so horrible, she refused to give him affection when all he ever asked for was a hug and soft little touches. But you were not her, he knew you'd never hurt him like that.

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826 notes - Posted January 13, 2022

#4

Love so Tender (Mean Dom! Loki x Sub reader) (18+)

Summary : Loki has always been rough with you during sex but one night he hurts you and makes you bleed accidentally, will this incident finally uncover the softness that he holds for you?

Note : Just a random scene I had in mind. There's not much plot but not much porn either, you'll see what I mean 🤣

Warning : 18+, Sex , dom sub Relationship, mean dom loki, Dacryphilia, rough sex, sugar daddy loki, dirty talking

Life was never easy for you, you lost your parents at a very young age, changed several foster homes, never got adopted because that's just how your luck played out. When life only gives you lemons, you learn to make the lemonade out of it. You somehow got yourself enrolled for a college course, and to pay for it you started working as a stripper in the most popular uptown strip club of New york.

The club was filled with riches of New york, business folks, Hollywood stars and the superheroes as well. You couldn't even count the number of times you have seen Anthony Stark in the club with another avenger or a superhero by his side. 

You were performing a solo tonight, the gig would pay a lot and if you're really lucky, the tips would cover your two months rent. In the mid performance you saw Tony walking in so you winked at him, but you found yourself getting distracted by the handsome prince by his side. He had a black suit on and you were not an alien to being surrounded by good looking folks in the club but he was something else. He owned the whole club with his mere presence. His carefully calculated strides, the demanding aura he exuded was enough to differentiate him apart from others. He gave you a wink and a smile, that made your face heat up. 

When you went to the dressing room after your performance, his thoughts still plagued your mind and you were a complete goner as soon as you heard his voice

"Hello miss, I was wondering if you'd let me buy you dinner" you turned around to look at him, standing in just a red sparkly bikini made you feel flushed. It was one thing to be half naked in a room full of people expecting you to be half naked, it was another thing to stand in front of the hottest man alive like that. 

"Me? Are you sure?" You chuckled

"I wouldn't be wasting my time if I wasn't sure " his deep dark voice gave you shivers, he grabbed a towel from the chair and walked over to you to cover you up with it.

"What's your name, little pet?" He grabbed your chin and made you look at him, 

"Candice" you told him your stripper name and he smirked

"I know that, I asked your name" his voice was rough and commanding, he had a naturally dominating personality, you could tell just by the way he carried himself

"Y/n" you mumbled meekly and he rubbed his thumb over your lips.

"Y/n, I have a proposition for you" he is was direct with his interest in you, he didn't beat around the bush at all. He took you out to dinner that night and made sure you understood what he needed from you. No romance, no love promises, he just wanted you to be his submissive pet. He offered to pay for your services, provided you an accomodation and took care of your well being. He wasn't an emotional guy, he was tough and ruthless at his job and that's how he was around his peers and you as well.

And you were in no position to deny him, you'd rather fuck the sexiest guy alive and get paid for it then struggle every night to make the ends meet. The extra time helped you to focus on your studies. He only had one rule, you always had to offer him your body whenever he required, you had a safe word but you never really had to use it. He wasn't the type to inflict abuse on his subs or force them to do something they don't want to. Good for him that he was persuasive and hot enough to bend them and shape them according to his needs.

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965 notes - Posted April 15, 2022

#3

Kiss my boo boos (Loki x female reader)

Summary : Just another Loki is mean and a menace to everyone but that one mortal fic. You're that mortal.

Warning : A little soft Smut but nothing graphic, sub loki, soft loki, praise kink

Loki was fearsome to say the least. He walked into a room and people would stop talking. God forbid if you'd dare to make eye contact with him, the menacing glare would make you want to end up six feet under the ground. He made everyone uncomfortable, even a jovial person like Tony stark.

Loki would only talk during missions, his eyes would roll frequently at the feeling of being surrounded by inferior good for nothing mortals who were pretending to be heroes, he always said that their over exaggerated shiny  presence caused more harm than it saved lives, so he Suggested an alternative method. Hold behold a new plan was formulated. They would often send him as a spy on undercover missions and he never failed to deliver, he would not only change his face but also his personality like a chameleon, which often made Tony concerned. He was a good agent and an avenger officially now but his aloof nature made Tony doubt him.

"A sociopath, I'm telling you he's a sociopath" Tony quipped. Loki was talking to the fish they had in the fishtank, talking would be putting it nicely. He was arguing with the fish about something. Apparently he could understand animals as well for some reason. Maybe it was because he could shapeshift into them

"What's a sociopath? We don't have Sociopaths in Asgard" Thor questioned Tony, there was a quizzical look on his face. 

"He's so charming, can morph into a different person whenever he wants. His eyes show no emotion for anyone, textbook sociopath" Tony told Thor so he contemplated it, however he certainly didn't agree with it. His brother had emotions, he just had a lot of it and nobody understood him.

"Are you going to order something?" You asked the ruthless god of mischief as he stood there looking at the digital menu on the top of your head. He glared at you as you questioned him, how dare a mortal speak when he didn't give her the permission to speak yet?

You worked the cafe at the tower, joined just last week but you already heard all about Loki, you heard it all. He was a maniac, a ruthless snob and people changed their ways when they saw him coming towards them. Your shift was supposed to start ten minutes later but the other girl Stephanie went inside as soon as she saw him coming. As Hot as he was, she couldn't deal with his glares and rude remarks.

"Do not speak to me like that you menial little mortal" He scowled and glared at you, his eyebrows furrowed, lips tightened as he clenched his jaw. He looked kind of Adorable as he stood there fuming over you speaking out of turn. That Pretty face didn't help his case either. So people were really scared of him?

You didn't feel the fear when you looked at him, but you felt the wall he had around him and it resonated with you instantly. When you didn't answer him, he slammed his fist on the counter to get your attention and it made you burst into a fit of laughter which greatly confused him.

"What ?? You find this amusing little mortal? You dare mock me while you're face to face with your impending death? " He glared at you and you shook your head in response. Adorable indeed.

"No it's just..you're very cute" you giggled and he was just.. flabbergasted. That's not the reaction he was looking for. He wanted you to cower in the corner of the cafe, trembling with fear and not stare deeply into his soul or dissect him.

"You ..you..you are--" Before he could finish his sentence you served him an iced latte and he looked at you all perplexed. His forehead crinkled and he started huffing and puffing again.

"Iced latte, It will cool you down trust me" you winked at him and he just grabbed the cup and fled from there before he would strangle this disrespectful mortal. He fled as soon as he could. You thought you'd never see him after that but the next day he was there again. You helped him pick a drink this time, he didn't stop coming to the cafe after that, he'd often sit down in the cafe itself as he would finish his drink. You never thought you'd enjoy his company when you first met him but you started to wait for him to appear everyday. You realized that he was like a coconut, hard and invincible from outside but soft and gooey from inside.

One day he wasn't there around his usual time and that worried you. He was an avenger, what if something happened to him? God you hoped not, so when he came an hour later, you finally felt relaxed. He was all bruised up and that's when you realized that you have started to care about him more than you should. You know when you care about someone so much that you just want to kiss on their wounds and make them feel better? That's how much you cared about him.

You took him to the back of the cafe in the employees break room and nursed his cuts then you iced his bruises, he kept looking at you all wide eyed, confused definitely by this new feeling blooming inside him. Why were you being so nice to him ? Why would a mortal care for his hurt? He didn't know but he wanted more.

"Does it feel better?" You asked him and he placed his head down on your shoulder so you caressed his head. He smelled good, you could tell he had a cologne on but you couldn't figure out the essence. Then you lifted his head up and kissed on his cheeks, right over the little bruise he had on his cheekbones. He didn't waste a second before he had his lips on yours, he was enamored by you, and you weren't any better from that moment onwards.

There was no looking back after that, he'd often spend his time at your place. Avengers were confused, they watched him disappear for hours at a time and Tony feared Loki was planning world domination in his free time, they didn't know that he had no such plans. Heck he was letting you dominate him instead. A man full of surprises but you judged him right. He was like a coconut.

You had a day off and Loki would spend his whole day with you whenever you had a day off, dousing himself with your snuggles and loves, being under you as you'd love him and called him your good boy. But he was on a mission today and you hadn't seen him all day. When he came back he was completely exhausted and bruised up so you prepared a bath for him.

"Are you okay buttons?" You asked him as you towel dried his hair after the bath and he looked up at you.

"Did you miss my presence when I wasn't here?" You stopped drying his hair and sat down on his lap, he instantly placed his head on your breasts, your ample bosom always comforted him 

"Of Course I did, I was thinking about you all day long, just waiting to see your adorable little face, my perfect precious boy I have missed you" You caressed his scalp with your fingers and he looked up, so you leaned him down on the back of the couch…

"Let me kiss your boo boos" he giggled as he heard that, you trailed your lips over the bruises on his cheeks softly, they always hurt you but at least he healed better than us mortals so that was a relief.

"That sounds so inappropriate whenever you say it like that" He giggled.

"And I have missed you too my love, couldn't think of anything but you while I was out there" he mumbled softly so you kissed his forehead

"Mmm I know ..does it feel good? The kisses?" You asked him and he just hummed in response.

"It's heavenly, it makes me feel so.. soo mushy" he purred as you ran your nails over his bare chest, in moments like this you just wanted to touch each and every inch of his skin. Make him feel better so he'd stop hurting, inside out.

"Kissy kissy boo boo it is then" 

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990 notes - Posted March 7, 2022

#2

Down with Crush (Loki x Female Reader) (18+)

Summary : You're an avenger and Loki have a crush on you, but he'd never express his feelings to you. But your thoughts infiltrate his head every waking moment, to find the relief he ends up on Tumblr every night to read Y/N x Male reader fics.

Warning : 18+ , Minors DNI , Sub loki, Male masturbation, slap kink

Note : This is what happens when I can't sleep and sub loki is on my mind.

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1,103 notes - Posted March 27, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Pick me, Choose me, Love me (Sub Loki x Female Reader) 18+

Summary : All loki wants is his own person. That's it. Just someone who would pick him over and over again.

Based on this request by @rat-p1ss - insecure!loki x reader? like she flirts w thor platonically but loki has a crush on her,, then sad loki,, then hella fluffy sub loki smut,, i would combust.

Warning : 18+ Minors DNI, Sub loki, Sex, Dirty talk, Mommy kink , Praise kink, Insecurities. Poor baby loki.

"You know if you were not an Asgardian and a god, I would think you were on steroids or something, look at the tricep, like I can differentiate your brachii from the long head, it's mind blowing" you giggled as your fingers trailed over Thor's triceps, you both sat next to each other on the couch. Thor just returned from the gym with Tony so his muscles were all pumped and full on display. Loki couldn't help but fume as he watched how you flirted with his imbecile brother. It's not as if he's yours so he can't even complain.

Of Course you want Thor just like everyone else he has ever known or have had romantic interests for. But unlike his previous heartbreaks this time it hurt bad. Really really bad. He felt his heart breaking, you two have been such good friends since he came to midgard but he never could tell you his real feelings. He was afraid you'd leave him like everyone else and wouldn't want to be his friend anymore.

"Thank you lady y/n" Thor blushed a little, he wasn't an alien to females complimenting him over his physique, he just wasn't expecting it from you, especially considering the bond you shared with his brother Loki. He never wanted to sway away people Loki wanted to pursue romantically or court but it just happened because of his godly good looks, he couldn't help it if women were interested in him. And It seemed midgardian women weren't any immuned to his charm either.

"You're welcome, damnn I can't stop staring at your muscles" Loki got up and left for his room as he didn't want to see you of all people flirting and giggling with his brother.

As soon as Loki stormed out of the living room you smiled, you have liked that adorable boy since he got here. You found him all kinds of precious. Now you didn't want to insult a god or the maniac who attacked New York under influence, but Loki was nothing like you could have imagined or perceived him to be. He was sweet, considerate and Adorable. Yes, Adorable. You gave him a human sized teddy bear for his birthday and he would keep it by his side since it comforted him from nightmares. He would be all whiny and throw tantrums like an 8 year old in meetings since he isn't a morning person. He would smile so wide everytime you would compliment his magic. He's adorable.

"Dudee he likes me right?" You asked Thor and he looked at you weirdly with the sudden change in your behavior.

"Oh he definitely does, you should go talk to him" Thor smiled so you got up and made your way towards his room. You knocked on his door but he took his time and when he finally opened it you could see his eyes red, probably from crying. Oh no!!! You just wanted to see if he felt the same way about you or just liked you as a friend. You never wanted to hurt him.

"Something wrong, magical bean?" You asked him softly as you got Inside the room and he shook his head in response but he was looking down and not at you. He's not your magical bean anymore, you wouldn't spend time with him once Thor starts courting you.

"Do you like Thor now?" He asked you so you crossed your arms.

"What?"

"It's okay you can admit it, you want to be his friend right, maybe more, well it's alright you can have him, I'm okay I promise I'm okay" he said softly then he walked towards his bed and sat down. You could see that he was trying hard to not sob and his sad voice broke your heart, he always felt lesser than Thor because of Odin and how he differentiated between his children but you never wanted him to feel as if you'd ditch him for his brother. You wouldn't ditch him for the whole World.

"Lokii"

"Don't justify it, everyone always wants Thor and I don't blame you, I'm not strikingly handsome or have the muscles you could count in my arms" you shook your head and sat down on the floor on your knees right in front of him.

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1,854 notes - Posted February 26, 2022

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#5

Fading Memories

Word count: 1839

Request: Yes

Genre: angst

Warnings: possible tears, sad nat

A/N: y'all got a fluffy Loki fic, now have an angsty Natasha fic. Also, I cried while writing this and then realised I'm on my period so just know that I wont be rereading this anytime soon so any mistakes are just gonna have to stay for a while :) also blame @simpfornatasharomanoff for the sad ending. She had a choice and two of the three choices were happy but bestie chose the angsty one &lt;3

Something was wrong.

"Morning Y/n." You snapped out of whatever daze you were in, smiling and greeting Steve. "You ready to train some new recruits?"

"As ready as I'll ever be." That one sentence bought everything back. How could you have forgotten something as important as training potential future SHIELD agents? No matter. You remembered now and that was what was important.

The thought scratched inside your brain, growing stronger each time you tried to ignore it. It took hold of you like a slow cough. It was a tickling sensation first, barely enough to pop up on your radar, but the tickle grew. It grew until you weren't just forgetting names, but faces too. They grew blurry in your mind.

~~~~~

"Babe can you pass me the salt?"

You were sitting in a restaurant opposite... damn it Y/n. You remembered that you loved her. You remembered all the holidays you went on, telling her you loved her for the first time, all the risky missions the two of you had pulled off and yet you had no idea what her name was.

"Sure." You smiled at her and continued your meal.

The conversation washed over you. You worked out that this was clearly a thing the two of you did regularly and the intimate lighting reaffirmed your thoughts that you loved this woman. She really was stunning and you sat there trying to recall how the two of you met.

At first, you knew the names and faces were wrong but as the scratching of 'something is wrong' got louder, the worry caused by these mishaps faded away until you didn't remember what was wrong in the first place.

~~~~~

"Y/n you really need to remember to put the milk back in the fridge."

"What do you mean? I di-" you stopped as Tony held a bottle of room temperature milk, waggling it at you.

"I might be a billionaire who made profits from wars but we have to reduce our waste!" He teased playfully. All you could do was try to retrace your steps as you thought back to how you could have forgotten.

"Damn Y/n, maybe this is a sign to cut back on using the milk." Sam laughed joining in on the joke.

"Leave her alone. Like you don't constantly leave cereal out or the toilet seat up." Natasha came and stood next to you defensively, wrapping her arms around your waist and nuzzling into your neck.

You relaxed instantly but that niggling thought of something being wrong wormed its way back.

~~~~~

You were getting worse. You knew you were but you held on to the hope that because you knew you were getting worse, there was still time. You were sure Natasha had noticed. She was constantly waiting behind you when you cooked, pretending to be reading when in actuality she was making sure you didn't leave anything burning. You thought Steve picked up on it too, always berating the team if they made fun of you for forgetting things. You were no longer allowed out on missions. The excuse was that you were more valuable left behind to work on intel or mission planning. You didn't remember to question it.

"We need to talk about Y/n."

"Not now Steve." Natasha bit back. She didn't want him breaking the delicately created lie she was living.

"Natasha surely you can see it. Sometimes it's like she's not even in the room."

"I'm not talking about this." Natasha got up, refusing to acknowledge your worsening condition, convinced that you would be fine.

~~~~~

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190 notes - Posted January 24, 2022

#4

Wings - n.r

Word count: 2565

Genre: comfort/hurt

Request: yes

Warnings: self harm (kinda. like it's with wings but read at your own discretion)

A/n: It's been a hot min since I wrote anything 😬 Might make this into a lil AU. I kinda wanna explore more of Natasha and angel!r's relationship. Like meeting R's parents etc. WE WILL SEE THO XD Also, I changed it slightlyyyyyy I hope that's okay!

Pride wasn't something your species lacked. With wingspans that are easily double your height and reflexes that would make a panther jealous, there was next to nothing that could harm you. The pride each of you had wasn't cockiness but the natural confidence that comes with the knowledge that you are the top of the food chain. Being the apex predator meant you possessed both the deadly ability of a lion and the brain that would rival even the smartest of humans. If charming your way out of a situation was looking increasingly unlikely, then throats would be slit. Despite what people may think, your culture was not one of savages. It was rich and detailed and varied from clan to clan. There was one common tradition that everyone partook in and that was The Leaving. Once a youngling's feathers lose their fluff and gain their silky perfection, they are to leave their family and seek out new blood; be it territory, foods, cultures or people.

You were expected to leave and come back bloodied with victories and new territories to show for it. Each clan had a balance of specialties that were dictated by what your parents did. While a few were lucky enough to have a choice between two paths if their parents had differing roles, most didn't have a choice. You had never been close with your parents although this was a common occurrence. It was the grandparents who raised the young while the parents were off traveling the world to find the resources they needed. How were parents expected to contribute towards the clan's survival if they had to stop to raise children? It made much more sense for those whose wings could no longer carry them the great distances needed to look after the young.

Your parents had reached that age. Their wings were now nothing more than brilliant decorations, marked with each one of their victories. Unfortunately, this meant they now lived vicariously through you. When your beautifully glossy wings reached maturity, your parents all but shoved you from the comfort of your own home, eager for you to make your mark on the world and come back with grandchildren for them to mould.

Something you parents hadn't accounted for was that the world was vastly more populated than it was when they had set out. You could no longer just fly down, intimidate or charm the locals, and claim their land as yours. The weapons had become more developed and they had seen too many otherworldly creatures to fall for the usual tactics. This may have looked like a problem, but for your opportunistic ass, this was the dream.

You were finally free to eat as much as you wanted, drink as much as you wanted and lay with as many people as you wanted.

~~~~~

Your binge of freedom lasted a day.

You were promptly captured by some kind of new technology you absolutely had to bring back with you.

"You thought we didn't notice you?" A man called Fury, asked.

"I thought you were too feeble minded to realise."

"We keep tags on all life not from this planet."

You let out a short bark of laughter. "If you were here first then why are we all over your history? Hell we predate your history." Your large wings bristled, managing to overpower the technology just briefly "I have to ask, where on earth did you manage to get this?"

"Get what?"

"The contraption keeping me here?"

"I am not a contraption." A third voice entered the conversation, thick with an accent that didn't match Fury's.

The woman moved in front of you, her eyes glowing a shade of red you had only seen one other time. The time your grandmother died.

"Want to see some real magic sweetheart? Come with me and I'll show you everything."

You couldn't tell if the red flush on her face was from anger, exertion of keeping you there, or lust. Turns out you never got to find out as a sharp bolt of electricity knocked you out.

That was three years ago and since then you had fought with the Avengers and even become one of them. Your favourite battle was with Thanos. It was positively delicious to rip his slimy little arm off before Thor swung his axe through his head.

There was no real reason for you to stay other than you liked their company. Your parents were eager for you to come back and begin mating so you could head back out again but you had grown to like the humans you called your family. You had learnt many things while being here such as your wings were in fact retractable. Well, they weren't completely retractable but they could almost slide in on themselves, making them a practical size for walking around hallways and sleeping on beds. The downside however, was that you weren't very good at remembering to keep them in. That, and when certain people made you flustered, they just popped right back out again.

Your time with the Avengers had also changed you a little. You had a nickname - something the old you would have cut tongues out of mouths if she had been given one. It was created when Tony Stark had seen you smuggle an interesting looking spoon into your sleeve.

"Damn magpie, anything else of mine you want?"

You didn't know how to react at first. You didn't know he was talking to you and you certainly didn't know how you were anything like the pitiful creatures. Tony then explained the similarities and from that day, the nickname stuck.

~~~~~

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346 notes - Posted February 28, 2022

#3

Steven's Mom

Genre: fluff/angst/smut +18

Pairing: Natasha x reader

Word count: 3874

Request: no

Warnings: poorly written smut, cheating

A/n: This literally took me a good month to write, so I think it's safe to say this may be a little bit shit. If the punctuation seems off, it's cause Grammarly keeps being weird and making suggestions -_- BUT ENJOY! Cause I'm not sure when the next fic will be finished XD Yes, smoking is bad but holy shit is it hot when the right people do it.

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Relationships.

That word has always scared you.

Your friends would talk about their recent boyfriends and how they were going on cute group dates and where was your boyfriend Y/n?

Your answer was always that there was no point in settling down with one person when you were yet to try them all. Especially seeing as you had only just reached your 23rd birthday.

Sure, some may have seen that as 'flighty behaviour' and yes, perhaps you should have gotten a therapist when you were a lot younger - but you were always told you were going to be a heartbreaker and the long trail of flings you left in your wake was testimony to this.

Perhaps heartbreaker was a strong word. You were sure that only going on a few dates with a guy hardly led to their hearts being broken but you were pretty and could accentuate your almost forgotten accent which made all the boys fall into a line.

You had moved to America with your family when you were 16 but due to your desire to fit in, you had worked extremely hard on switching your native accent for an American one. It felt as if you were betraying your family but it was too late to break that habit 7 years on.

Using people as a means to an end is never a good plan. Especially when that person was a friend but when Steven had asked you out, you couldn't help but see a goldmine of opportunities.

Steven was sweet. He was the kind of all-American guy that was shoved down the western media consumer's throats. He played baseball throughout his school career and taught the little leagues on weekends. He had the body of a god and the heart of a saint.

For all intended purposes, Steven was perfect.

Steven would be your salvation.

~~~~~

After 3 weeks of non-stop dating, your university friends wanted to see the boy who had managed to keep the notorious serial dater interested for more than one date. You decided to introduce them all, telling your university friends that Steven was a friend from high school.

Obviously they all swooned.

You truly were living the 'American dream'. However your American dream all came crashing down one Tuesday night.

It had been two months since the first date and Steven had invited you over to his house after seeing a movie. You took your shoes off and hung up your jackets before you both made your way to the kitchen. Steven backed you up to the kitchen counter, kissing along your neck using too much tongue. You were a strong believer that neck kisses should be mostly teeth. The tongue was reserved for other acts. The sound of heels filled you with relief. You liked Steven but he needed to work on his game. It seemed that Steven was too engrossed to realise his mother was standing in the doorway.

You locked eyes with her and let out a soft gasp. You thought you saw her left eyebrow twitch but you couldn't be sure because as she took a step towards you, the trance broke and you pushed Steven away.

"Babe?"

She cleared her throat and Steven spun on the spot, his jaw dropping in a comical way before closing again as his face went red. "I can explain..."

"No need to explain Stevie, just don't do it in my kitchen please."

"T-this is Y/n, Y/n, this is my mom."

"Natasha." She extended her hand for you to shake.

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#2

Room 501

Genre: fluff 

Pairing: Natasha x reader

Word count: 1674

warnings: none &lt;3

A/n: My lovelies I have been ~struggling mentally~ Nah I'm kidding I promise I'm fine. But I have been suffering with a major block and my personal life has been questionable which is why you've had little to no fics recently. I can't lie, the lack of interaction on these fics is disheartening but I know my lack of writing is also partly to blame. If I'm being honest, the dopamine I get from your interactions is what keeps me motivated to think up new scenarios and write them down. On another note, I have more fish.

Your day had been going relatively well. You were driving back from a good day at work with the radio blasting and the windows rolled down. You were too engrossed with singing along to Adele to realise there was a motorbike weaving through the cars at a breakneck speed. You only realised when there was a sickening screech of metal on metal that the bike had spun underneath your car. A few moments after that the world turned to black.

When you awoke, you were in hospital with a minor concussion and a broken arm. The doctors asked a series of questions that you breezed through before declaring you well enough to go home. You asked them what had happened with the motorcyclist and the nurse and doctor shared a look before letting you know she hadn't woken up yet. You asked for her room in order to apologise but they refused, stating that they couldn't give you her room number but could leave a message with her. You asked for a pen and quickly wrote down a message on a used napkin.

It was 3 days after you had left the hospital when you received a text from an unknown number. All it said was 'floor 2, room 501'. You assumed it was the woman you had run over. The relief and guilt flooded your system simultaneously as you put your shoes and jumper on to go to the hospital. The whole way over you were battling with yourself - pleased that she had contacted you but embarrassed and upset about the circumstances. You told the front desk where you wanted to go and they directed you towards a flight of stairs. You hesitated before turning the doorknob of the room containing the woman you ran over. You gingerly stepped in, not wanting to wake her if she was asleep.

"I didn't know you'd be cute." Her voice was raspy - whether it was from staying in hospital or was just her natural voice you weren't sure.

Your cheeks heated up at her compliment. "Same here. I was worried you were old or something..." You trailed off, shifting your feet a little as an awkward silence filled the room.

"Come sit. I promise I don't bite." She had a look in her eye that told you she most definitely would bite but you sat in the chair next to her bed nonetheless.

She studied you intently before extending her non-broken hand to you "Natasha."

You shook it. "Y/n."

"At least now I know what name to sue." She winked at you and you let out a shocked laugh.

"Actually, we should probably exchange details so I can pay for the damage"

"No." Her answer was short and to the point. You barely knew the woman but you knew there was no point arguing and yet you did anyway.

"I literally ran you over. At least let me buy you a new bike."

"I'll let you buy me a drink." Her mouth curled up into a smirk.

"Sure. When are you out of here?"

"Not for a while. You have to sneak us out."

You looked at her, unimpressed. "I'm pretty sure that's against the rules."

"Against what rules?"

"The rules of life or something."

"Obey all the rules and you're going to miss out on the fun parts of life."

You glanced around the room, looking for a possible way out. Natasha looked pretty badly injured so you assumed walking all the way down the stairs and out the door would be out of the question. The windows were those suicide proof windows that didn't open all the way out which left only one other option.

"I decide where we're going and I take you right back here as soon as you finished your drink okay?"

Natasha thought it over "...fine."

You exited the room and asked for a wheelchair, claiming it was for your sick, old, aunt. You grabbed a scarf you saw on a chair and headed back to Natasha's room.

"Okay put this on your head." You handed her the scarf, positioning the wheelchair so she could slide into it.

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441 notes - Posted July 23, 2022

My #1 post of 2022

Two little lines

Genre: angst/fluff

Pairing: Natasha x reader

Word count: 2752

warnings: swearing, unhealthy relationships, abusive relationships, pregnancy, suggestions of abortion - I think that's it.

A/n: omg have I posted a fic?? I think hell froze over. utter madness. NOW, enjoy this because I have 0 creative juice atm and this literally took a miracle to write XD This is a lil bit depressing but it has a good ending I promise. If you don't like abortion, don't read. We're pro-choice here.

xoxo

In real life, accidents aren't happy.

You're learning that the hard way. You are pregnant. Your stomach dropped and all you could hear was blood rushing through your veins. How could two lines ruin your life?

You didn't want this.

You couldn't do it. Not with him.

You were on birth control.

Natasha was going to kill you.

Your thoughts rushed just as quickly as your blood did. Your boyfriend's grin made you feel even more ill. Nothing about this whole situation was right. You didn't want children. Mark did, but you didn't. Mark thought you had stopped taking birth control a year ago and in some ways you did. You no longer took the pill but instead had an implant fitted. An implant that was 99% effective.

You wanted to cry.

Mark had been making you take a pregnancy test twice a month. He controlled your diet so there was the greatest chance of you getting pregnant and cut all alcohol. He still enjoyed a cold beer though. You had seen the horrors of pregnancy and wanted nothing to do with it. When you began dating Mark two years ago, you made it clear that children, unless from either a surrogate or adoption, would not be in your future. He nodded and told you he respected your decision.

How were you to know he still wanted a baby?

There were numerous red flags that you should have seen but didn't. If any of your friend's partners treated them the way Mark treated you, you would have gone ballistic. Unfortunately for you, Mark was extremely good at making those red flags look green. He slowly cut you off from your family, arguing that you were in a different country now with completely different time zones so of course talking to them would become difficult. Then it was your friends. He said he overheard them talking shit about the two of you, about how they only wanted to use you for your connections. He cried in your arms and the display of vulnerability from usually such a stoic man was the final nail in the coffin.

He had you hook line and sinker.

When he finally left for work, you knocked on your neighbours door. Natasha took one look at you, with your eyes full of unshed tears, and immediately let you inside. She sat you down in her living room and went about her apartment to make you a hot drink.

"I'm pregnant." Your tongue was thick in your mouth and your throat tight as Natasha handed you a mug of what looked like hot chocolate.

She didn't say anything.

"I don't want to be pregnant Natasha."

"There are... options."

"Mark would kill me."

"Mark is killing you Y/n."

And there it was. The same argument you had almost every time you spoke to Natasha. The two of you had gotten close when you had first moved in. She was there before Mark and she was determined to be there after Mark - because there would be an after Mark. Natasha was about the only person you could be completely yourself with.

Mark and Natasha hated each other.

Mark was convinced she had a crush on you and would tear the two of you apart and Natasha was convinced Mark was a monster.

You suppose, logically, Natasha was right. She had known you when you first moved to America and had watched as your smile became less genuine.

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