#sigh AKSJDHK

[gomzdrawfr]

i struggled so hard with drawing eyes today and guess what, this Panda got a freaking left eye infection like 2 hours after drawing that KAJSHDKJA

[sourame]

I saw your request is open and— can I request reader x pure vanilla ft custard iii family bonding 😭 like the continuation of the "before the dawn, he is your sun" something like that? Thank you!

so be it

¨BEFORE SUNRISE, HE IS YOUR SON.¨

¨dun dun dun duuun!¨ custard marched outside while imitating the sound of trumpets blaring. you and pure vanilla followed behind him, watching as your sun greeted everything and everyone.

¨good morning tree! good morning sun!¨ it´s not everyday custard gets to go on morning patrols like this, so naturally he was a little bit too excited for it.

¨he sure seems elated, doesn´t he?¨"pure vanilla turned to you, chuckling very softly.

as you three roamed the kingdom, waving to most of the village. you and pure vanilla did this most of the time, just the two of you. but your son wanted to come along, you couldn´t say no to such an adorable face.

coming along a very tall and somewhat well-kept cookie, custard gave a more friendly wave. the cookie responded with a slight bow, shifting his coat a little.

¨the prince is with you today I see?¨ almond cookie smiled, standing up and re-adjusting his tie.

¨he insisted to come along, so we had to oblige.¨ you answered, looking over at your son. he was already off to water some of the villages flowers.

¨he is going to be future king after all. we shall do our best to please him.¨ pure vanilla slightly joked, looking at you with a pleased expression.

almond cookie took a sip of his coffee and sighed, turning to the both of you. ¨well, may luck bless the royal family.¨

you both smiled at the remark, thanking almond for his kindness. you were interrupted by someone small pulling on your leg.

¨cmon! we gotta go say hi to herb, avacado, hollyberry, dark cho-¨

¨alright, alright. it was great seeing you, almond.¨ you nodded, gently patting custard on the head so he would calm down a bit.

almond nodded, lifting three fingers off his cup as a wave of some kind.

¨there´s no reason to keep the king waiting. shall we depart?¨

¨that would be great, vanilla.¨

(A/N: sorry this wasn´t as good as the last aksjdhk)

[imagine-loki]

Forsaken

TITLE: Forsaken CHAPTER NO./ONE SHOT: Chap. 3/? AUTHOR: Fightmelight ORIGINAL IMAGINE: Imagine being an Asgardian female that has survived Thanos’ attack on the ship. With no sign of anyone, you see Loki’s corpse on the floor. You shake at him, begging him to wake up because he was the man which had saved you all from Hela on the bridge. Suddenly, Loki’s corpse dissolves in a green mist. You cannot believe your eyes. Loki appears behind a barrier, alive. His face is wet with tears, his face etched with concern. You and Loki are the only people alive on the ship.

RATING: Mature NOTES/WARNINGS: this is kinda filler, things will be picking up in the next chapter aksjdhk

Olen had never been one to seek out confrontation or trouble. Funny, with her being with the God of Mischief himself. Perhaps they balanced each other out. Throughout her many years of knowing Loki, she always tried to talk him out of what could only end in tears and anger, and she almost always succeeded. None of those compared to this scenario though. Nothing quite struck the same kind of fear in her heart as the look on that evil man’s face as he slaughtered all of those innocent people. There was no convincing her lover of turning around either. She knew that look in his eyes like no other, and it terrified her. 

“Loki?” she spoke up, her voice shaky.

They had been on the move for hours now and little had been spoken between them since it was agreed that they would not be returning to Midgard.

“Mm?”

“Where exactly are you taking us?”

Loki somewhat smirked, his expression still stiff and solemn.

“I have a feeling I know where Thor is. Or at least, where he is headed.”

“Oh? Where exactly?”

“Nidavellir.”

Olen got to her feet, making her way towards the passenger seat beside him. He didn’t look at her, his eyes cast firmly on the view ahead of him. It seemed he was purposely avoiding her. 

“…after the uh…the ship was on fire? The one the mad titan was on?” she questioned, not at all sure how to broach this gently. Loki didn’t respond, making things even more difficult for her.

“What I mean is…you’re sure he made it out?

Loki shot her a quick look, offense and anger flashing in his eyes.

"Of course he did.”

“You can’t be sure of that, Thanos was ruthless in-”

“Olen, please..”

“I’m just saying, given what happened we must think logically-”

“Stop it!”

She froze, her mouth hanging open from being cut off. She stared at his knuckles turning white as his fists grew tighter, his mouth fixed into a firm line. 

“Loki…”

Her hands reached out to touch him, gently resting on his knee. He remained stiff, not retaliating whatsoever. She sighed, the sight of his tear filled eyes making her heart break. 

“I’m just…I don’t want you to have false hope. I’m not trying to hurt you.” she whispered, resting her forehead on his shoulder. 

She felt him exhale heavily and shakily, his shoulders somewhat relaxing. She lifted her head to look up at him, adjusting her arms around his forearm, hugging it like a cherished childhood toy.

“Talk to me.” she whispered, her eyes not leaving him for a second.

After a few seconds Loki sighed, his hand grazing over hers.

“I wasn’t there to protect my mother.” he uttered quickly. “She died because…” he cleared his throat, not used to talking about his mother aloud. “She died alone.”

“I didn’t even get to properly mourn her. I didn’t attend her funeral and I was informed of what had happened by one of the Einherjar. Not by Odin, or by Thor. By some stranger. I didn’t get any way to say goodbye to her.”

“And now Odin is gone too. So unceremoniously. I didn’t even get to tell him what he had done to me, how it felt to be lied to for so many years.”

He took a deep breath, turning slightly to face Olen more directly. He chuckled, tears welling up in his eyes.

“Thor is all I have left. Yes, our relationship has been through it’s many bumps in the road, to put it lightly. But…he is my brother. And if there is even the slightest chance that he is still out there, I will search until I find him. He’d surely do the same for me.”

Olen grinned sadly at her lover, admiration gleaming in her eyes.

“He already has, you fool. Lest we forget the whole New York fiasco.”

“Well, that further proves my point. I owe it to him to try and help. Even if it means he will kill me upon realising my not so dead state.”

“Oh he will. You’ll have hell to pay for that, my dear.”

Loki groaned, both of them chuckling at the image of reuniting with a very furious and confused Thor.

“Though, don’t think I am so delusional. I understand that things may not turn out the way I hope. In fact…the odds are stacked against me. But I will remain hopeful.”

Olen smiled, reaching up to kiss his cheek.

“As will I. Also, I might add, Thor is not all you have left.”

Loki glanced down at her curiously as she gestured towards herself comically. 

He chuckled, pressing a gentle kiss to her hair.

“Darling if it weren’t for you, who knows where I would be right now.”