#sometimes Loki gets stuck and that's OK

[wildglitch]

A long Side tangent for the WIZ!Spidey x DCU AU

A longish post on what I think happened to the other dimension travelers. This is gonna be semi canon with the other heros! Timeline I sometimes mention. This means some of what I say is canon, some might be subject to change, while others I have decided to write total bs for.

And YK what the best part is? You get to figure out which one is which :D

Since this is gonna be focusing on a lot of other characters that aren't Peter, this is gonna be a bit longer so the characters can get at least one paragraph to them.

This is mostly gonna be off the top of my head since I only know what happens to Loki, T'challa and Bruce. The others I'm gonna figure out as we go, so we are doing this together

Anyways- let's start.

-Ok so lets break this into sections

Main canon: the one every post is talking about unless I say otherwise. Yk, the main au

Other Heros: the au where I add characters that didn't show up in the show, but canonically they do exist in the main MCU timeline so theoretically they could also survive. Yk, the Daredevil au I wrote a bit about where everyone dies, this is if they live

Absolut BS: Is there gonna be bs in the other sections? Yes. Is there gonna be anything serious in this one? Absolutely not. This is for those sweet non canon MCU characters. I try to stick to canon as much as possible, but sometimes I get an idea so good I wanna add it, but refuses cause I gotta lay in the bed I made for myself (it's fine lol). This is for stuff we know aren't canon or are very heavily implied not to be in the MCU. Yk, for funsies, (and cause team red is missing its degenerate, yes Im weak Im sorry! Deadpool you still aint canon to this until your movie comes out! You too Logan!)

With those out of the way, lets start of with the

Main Canon

-So, starting off simple are the people on the ship. T'achalla in my opinion, looking at the movies, is weaker than Peter. And since Peter dies in most of his crashes if there is no interference, the answer is clear to see. After all, the black guy always dies first :^

...MOVING ON-

No, uhh, to not just leave it like that cause, yes, it's sad- I like to think that if he dies then his ancestors and powers let him transcend a bit to the point of minor godhood. Meaning that if there were ever a godly meeting the avatars had to attend to, Peter would be in for a big surprise

-Scott, wtf happened to you bro-

He survives due to the fact he had the cloak of levitation, he has no clue what happened and due to his lower weight, gets blown away by the wind, never to be seen again. So sad

...anyways he ended up in a box-

No clue how he got there. He just knows that one minute he was disoriented as hell in the sky, the next he's stuck in some crate in some magic labyrinth with no hope of rescue. Long story short, he's stuck there for many, many months.

Scott: How Am I Still Alive!?

-Bruce is the Hulk when he gets chucked into the DCU, he's also at an old abandoned military base...why are there people here?

Ya so, apparently the abandoned base he was Hulking out at against a bunch of Zombies, wasn't so abandoned in the DCU. In Fact it's one of, if not the most top secret base there is in the U.S military. So imagine with me, this X foot tall green beast appears out of nowhere and is in some sort of rampage at this super secure military base. You're welcome, I just put Bruce on the Villains list. I can see a few JL members or maybe some YJ kids showing up and dealing with him. And since we know that Hulk is sentient enough to make friends and enemies, Hulk is sent to some top of the line prison while Bruce is unconscious in the back seat. The JL try to interrogate him, but they only get vage half formed sentences about being weak (not a good look) people (Valkyrie, his best bro, is very much missed) and a mission (protect spider...Batman filed that one away for later)

-Bucky...Ha! No

I've proven to myself that I like his character enough to make him important to Peter's Character and the Plot (since when is there plot-) so Ima save him for another post.

-Thor (+Rocket and Groot)

These 3 didn't get split up, Surprisingly. They end up traveling through Africa (yes, the whole thing) trying to find their way back. Thor in his depressive state, keeps fighting and trying to find a way to his brother, since he could tell that whatever happened to them, it happened because of Loki.

Rocket and Groot are just there, since they're aliens who have never been to Earth before, they are just treating it like that. Though they do know something happened and they aren't really in the same place as before, they aren't struggling as much as the Earth natives. Thor is also having an easier time, but he keeps forgetting he isn't well known here. It's actually a bit refreshing.

Think of it like a road trip DnD adventure as they travel through Africa then Europe then Asia, trying to find his brother but having no clue where to go. Saving people and gaining a sort of reputation as “That nice aussie that saves people'' alongside “The raccoon and Groot” (Everyone loves Groot)

Rocket Is a good dad and is just there protecting Groot and scamming people. And Groot discovers the internet. They continue to save people because that's what they did with their family, so they will continue to do that even if they can tell it's just the two of them again.

-Loki, my God…you sneaky shit-

When I tell you, Loki dropped in the middle of a league meeting. Im telling you, he dropped in the MIDDLE OF A LEAGUE MEETING! JL Light, JL Dark, YJ, the Titans, literally everyone was there! Why? 1. The league has a yearly meeting where they try to get every superhero team and hero esc people in the room so they can touch base. 2. Loki's magic…scared the hell out of them. The meeting was really soon and all of a sudden they get a really strong magic signature tearing reality apart? Yeah, they are gonna move the meeting up by a week to see what the heck is going on. Only for this British fuck to drop onto the table just ozzing out the energy they where Looking for. Yeah, you can bet all hell broke loose. 

Loki gets locked in a cell on the tower as they try to figure out who he is, but they have absolutely no experience with his realitys magic so they can't get anything off of him. Some of the more godly inclined (Captain Marvel) can tell that he's a god from another universe, but comes to the conclusion that it's best to just let things play out. 

Loki:...

CM:...

Loki: you’re quite the interesting child

CM: nOPE! You’re on your own. Good luck with that.

The hero's try interrogating him, trying to find out what he wants, and Loki is just like “nuh uh” and is just enjoying his time in his cell like the chaos god he is. Obviously he's playing all of them and getting info off of every single one of them, figuring out slowly where the other people could be and sending Peter to investigate the leads. Could he escape? Absolutely, he has walked to the kitchen more times than he cares to mention. Will he leave? No, he is in the most strategically useful place at the moment so he will stay there screwing with Batman until the League get bored of interrogating him. There are moments where they think he means no harm, and while that is true, it also means they might kick him from the tower, and he can't have that. Besides, scaring the Flash in front of everyone to keep his danger status is just so much fun.

And that everyone that should be in the Main Canon, onto

Canon Divergents: Other Heros.

Ok, so I like to think, personally, that everyone on this list died a horrible gruesome death before the episode started. But I can tell that some people like to keep them alive, and what is this if not just us having fun right? So this is a little “what if '' of the “what if ''. I don't know why they weren't in the episode, maybe they left, maybe they thought they were dead, maybe they were on another mission, who knows, you choose. But like I said, this is for fun so I’ll let you lil’ brains figure it out.

Lets start of with

-Kamala Khan. Ok so with this, Ima play with the timeline again. We never get confirmation if she blipped or not, but I don't think so(correct me if I'm wrong). So looking at her age I’d say she's around 16? In the year 2024 (holy shit thats this year-) so in 2018 when the blip/ the episode happened she would have been 10-11

You see my vision? Little 10 year old Kamala was possibly one of the youngest kids of the group, so her getting chucked into the DCU can only land her in one place. Foster care. You can make the argument that months of zombies made her jaded and able to survive the apocalypse and thus the streets considering I gave her the bangles. But I honestly think she was found right away and protected by everyone because of her age no matter the fact she has the bangle. She’s so small, it doesn't even fit her right. I think she's still a sweet, excitable little girl that is traumatized, but spent most of her time at the base being protected and cheering the others up.

 So, her being this excitable and happy gets placed into many foster homes. But she also has trauma and issues so the family realizing she's not an “easy” kid sends her back, moving her around a lot. I can totally see Peter actually finding her but the only thing keeping him from getting to her is the constant address changes and his lack of funds. 

-Darcy Lewis is truly in her 2 broke girls era as she takes the Identity of “Max” and starts working at a shitty Cafe.

-Moon Knight system

Remember how I said that only Jake was present for the Zombie Apocalypse? Well-

M: 8 MONTHS!?

S: Where are we!

M: 8 months!

S: What happened?

M: 8. Months.

S: Why weren't we here! Wait as second we- who are you 2?!

M: 8. Months…

S: Ahhhhhhhhh

J: *end me now* ( o_o)

Ya so instead of them trying to find the others, the 3 of them are actually trying to learn how to live with each other. The multiple Identities and accents are throwing Peter off

-Barton children

Ok Ima rapid fire this

Lila: somehow ends up with the arrows and being her fathers daughter, shows them up. Artimist likes her a lot

Cooper: He ends up in (you decide) city, and being his mothers son, starts doing some spy shit trying to find the others.

Nathen: lil’ baby somehow showed up at the Kents farm instead of his, and they sort of just …*adopt*. He's good friends with Jon.

Bonus points: Pizza dog is found as a Puppy by the kid and adopted as “emotional support” and “I must protect this poor dog, he doesn't have an eye for pete's sake!”

(These can not all happen, you gotta pick one kid for your hc cause I refuse to let all of the kids live no matter the au. The angst potential is the best part people)

-Last but not least Matt

He was found by a Church, the church sent him to the hospital, the hospital called him insane and sent by a psych ward, the psych ward said nope and sent him to arkham. He's pissed about it but like the reasonable guy he is, understands. Lots of the guys in there call him a “wanna be batman”.

He has no clue who that is but he is deeply offended.

I can totally see Peter finding him within a few days of looking and just going to visit him under the guise that he's his son. 

Peter:...

Matt: …

Peter: *glare*

Matt: soooo, how have you been?

Peter: I Thought You Were Dead!

Peter cant get Matt out cause Matt keeps beating the other rouges up. Peter is so done with his shit and Matt regrets nothing. That 2 face piece of shit had it coming.

Bonus point for the Batfam finding out Peter’s “Father” is in arkham. Just Bruce and Matt having the most awkward silent meeting. Neither talk for like 15 minutes at first. It's glorious.

+Miles morales. Oh you thought I was done? Tf I am! He's canon to the MCU so I’m rolling with it. Timeline wise, I’d say he's about 6-8 years old give or take. He can either A: get the spider powers and survives just like Peter until they find him, and Peter taking him under his wing, or B: im being the only person Peter could save because…idk, maybe he was having a confrontation with Aaron at his apartment and it turns out Miles was there cause he wanted to go trick or treating with him and is wearing a spiderman custom, awww, and kinda awkward for the two (mostly Aaron). Zombies come in, and Aaron sends Miles with Peter because yk, good Uncle. Yeah that works-

Miles' face is planted right in the center of brooklyn and like the good boy he is, waits for someone he knows to find him, (if lost, wait at the spot you are until they find you). He tells people his guardian is Peter Parker, but since Peter is going under a different allies, they can't find him. But Miles is determined and decides that he needs to stay In Queens so that Peter can find him, he knows he will.

And that wraps up that part which leads us to

Total Bull Shit

Yep, this is for those sweet non MCU canon characters. (No other fandom ones though, I haven't fallen that far from grace) (with this au at leasts)

These are just for the sillies and won't be canon unless they somehow become canon to the MCU (*stares intensely at Deadpool and Wolverine* sooooon)

-Wade Wilson

We all have seen the trailers ok, I see him, he's coming, we have all waited for this. And not only is he coming to the MCU but his reasoning works really well with this fic. He's crossing dimensions to fix the timeline and shit and he somehow gets chucked into this storyline as he's doing it. With his awesome fourth wall breaks, I can just see him showing up in Gotham for a bit, causing shit, and breaking Matt out of Arkham because he wants to do the Team Red thing. I can totally see him being super excited about meeting his first spidey lol. And Peter and Matt are just in a constant state of “wtf” as they deal with this guy that is apparently from the same multiverse and Universe(?) as them. Also, apparently it shouldn't even be possible for them to be in this universe, so that's fun

They warm up to each other and end up having a bit of fun I swear. He wont stay for long cause I can see this as being like a quick side plot in both the AU and the movie as he tries to get back to whatever he's doing.

-Logan. He's there for like a Minute, he gets there trying to get wade back to whatever they are doing, and ends up getting stuck too. Peter and Matt help them get back to whatever they were doing and when they offer a way back to their home, they say no for a number of reasons. Logan still ends up giving them a dimension hopping thing just in case.

-Andrew!Spidey from the main timeline NWH. Techincally hes canon, but hes also kinda owned by Sony so ima let this slide. Hes there for like just a minunte ok- he gets pulled into Deadpools And Wolverings Shit and decides “Fuck it, we ball” and helps the out. He sees little WIZ!Peter and thinks, “Holy shit, I just saw you!” and tells Peter about the weird shit he just went through with the other version of him and Peter is just amazed. Like “wow, a world where my friends are alive, a world where no Zombies came and destroyed the lives of the people I love. A world where I got to have more time with aunt May….must be nice”

Sorry-

Also- *has flashbacks to Andrew Garfield and Ryan Renolds kissing and the canonical list of people Deadpool is allowed to cheat with. ( o_o)

DP: heya hot stuff

A!S: No.

DP: yes

Wiz!P: Wtf is happening

DD: Look away kid

*Deadpool and Spidey comic dynamic of full display*

-Harry Osborn.

Peter: Hey Harry, who are those guys?

Harry: idk, my dad is working with these biochemists for a company from Russia. I think the name was some Greek monster? I don't really care. 

Peter: Oh ok, I'm gonna say hi to them

Harry: Sure, but be mindful of the creatures they’re working on

Peter: Got it!

Boom there’s your origin story. Peter just wanted to say hi to the nice looking Hydra agent and Harry let him.

Could we have him be hobgoblin alongside Peter when they are in gotham? Sure. Have it be like a nice spider that does no harm and his mean goblin bodyguard. Except it's the spider who can truly kick your ass. Also, just the absolut drama these 2 can have with each other is just *chefs kiss*

-Gwen Stacy

Just- just Gwen dude. Maybe she's from the DCU and they have a meet cute at a coffee shop. Maybe Peter Meets this super cute girl hiding out in a lab in the middle of the apocalypse. Maybe she's dead. Idk, idc, I love Gwen’s and Peter’s dynamic in TASM movies and I can see a traumatized dark humor version with these 2. Just give Peter his Girlfriend pls 

-Johnny Storm is one of Peter's best superhero friends in the comics. Spidey's first appearance is also in a FF comic, so it just feels right. Just integrate that into the story and you're golden. I can see them having inside jokes and stuff no one will ever get cause “you had to be there”.

-Nova, because I'm pulling from my experience with the 2012 show. No, I bring him in because I think it could add not only to Peter's character but also rockets and groots, considering they just heard the Xandar was destroyed, and all of a sudden they find this kid with an old bucket. They’re gonna get some feels, small as they might be.

Also, the ultimate 2012 team may have treated Peter like shite, but with better writing and stuff, these 2 could have been good friends. Sadly that doesn't really translate that well in the show imo.

Uhhhhh, anyone else for this monster of a post? No. Ok cool-

Idk when I'm gonna post the next part of the main lore stuff, but I'm gonna post this and some DC p.o.v's to flesh out some stuff. I might also post a bit of art and another fic in between the posts.

This is too long- have fun with this while I go pass out for a bit lol

[achilleslefttoe]

MCU DR??????

hey yall, it’s like 3am again and i can’t sleep so here’s another shifting post

so my powers are like danny phantom with some differences.

i’m half ghost. When i was wandering shield cause my parents worked there and couldn’t find a babysitter. anyways i find my way into the lab and this silly little chemical that looks like apple juice is sitting in Agent Argent’s area (he’s important later, maybe not this post tho) so i drink and go into a couple day coma. im like 5 rn, by the way. but anyway, i don’t know if the chemical changed my dna and gave me powers or if i had powers already and they were dormant (my ideas are either im a mutant or a demigod daughter of Norse Goddess Dís)

moving on, this is a list of what i can do and my weaknesses and other little notes, it’s not finalized though

Human and ghost form

Can fly in ghost form

Can go intangible in both forms 

Can go invisible in both forms 

Project illusions

Possess people (needs practice)

Can get stuck in ghost form if used too long

Sage can cause rashes (mainly burning it)

Salt causes my powers to malfunction and I can’t cross over it in human nor ghost form but I built up enough tolerance to eat it 

Pure iron and pure silver burn really bad

My body temp is usually around freezing 

My hair color inverts when in ghost form

In ghost form my voice sounds kind of distorted and kinda hurts people’s ears

I can see through other people’s illusions, like I can see it but I can easily identify it as fake (Loki lol)

I’d like to add that in ghost form my blood is a glowy green

my hero name is Eidolon (which means specter or phantom) my suit isn’t finished though but it’s wakandan tech for reasons that i’ll explain in a later post. and since im partnered up with Spiderman cause we’re like best friends, sometimes people call me The Friendly Neighborhood Poltergeist

ok that’s it for now, if anyone has any ideas or wants to talk about our drs together, i’m always open to it. i’ll do a part 2 eventually

[lokiinmediasideblog]

I used to think the people who call Sylvie "abusive" to Loki over the fact that she's occasionally rude or mean to him were just annoying, but after the D*pp Vs H*ard trial I actively hate them and want to punch them in the face. It's this watering down of what abuse means, that ignores key factors like power imbalances, coercive control, and the honeymoon cycle, that made D*pp trick the entire world into thinking he was the real victim with just a handful of out of context audios of Amber snapping back at him, even though she held no power over him whatsoever. It's this misinformartion about the nature of abuse, that reduces it to aggression in and of itself without contextual factors, that got people on his side, and when someone calls a female character abusive to a male character just for being rude to him THEY'RE HELPING SPREAD THIS KIND OF DISINFORMATION.

If anyone is a long-time follower of mine, you all would know I fucking hate JD for what he did to AH. The trial fucked me up so much and put me into a terrible mental state where and I could not avoid it. I feel like I constantly mention it in some rants. Those annoying as bitches need to shut the fuck up and learn what abuse actually is!

It pisses me off so much when Sylvie gets called abusive over:

Calling Loki "A clown" when they're both under duress and in a shaky alliance. He also broke the Tempad, which could have gotten both of them killed.

Kissing him and them pushing him through a portal because she didn't want him killed and to get him out of the way. This is not "playing with his feelings". Sylvie, like Loki, had goals for revenge for who knows how long! So, I am the kind of person that thinks Loki was justified in killing Laufey, and I also think Sylvie was justified in killing Kang. She should be allowed to have revenge too! I also think that her kiss was sincere on some level, and that her pushing him through the portal shows that she cares about him because she didn't want him harmed.

BECAUSE SHE TELLS HIM TO SHUT UP WHEN SHE IS SCARED AND NERVOUS OVER POTENTIALLY ENCOUNTERING HER NEMESIS. She's scared, ok? She's about to meet the person/being responsible for ruining her entire life! Of course she's going to say mean shit! ! People lash out over smaller things like being stuck in traffic.

None of this is abuse. They were two people under severe duress that had just met. One being threatened/coerced by the TVA into helping them, and the other had been running from the TVA since childhood. They started out on opposing sides just trying to ensure their own survival. Fighting when in opposing sides or shaky alliances is not abuse! It's self-defense and self-preservation! Yet they managed to care about each other in the end.

Loki HAS been abused (or heavily implied) by other characters either emotionally/psychologically or physically e.g. Odin, the Black Order, and the TVA (especially by another VERY popular character he gets shipped with and it gets ignored). I will elaborate if asked to do so.

But NOT by Sylvie. Unsurprisingly, I have seen Sylvie get more flack than Loki's actual abusers.

The same people that think a police interrogation is "therapy" will claim Sylvie's abusive for calling Loki a clown. And it does worry and enrage me sometimes...

[chaoticaren]

Daemon Ravus X Reader HCs

(This is my first time writing HCs so cut me some slack)

He's big. Literally. The in game bestiary said nine foot four so I'm going to work with that

Basically just a giant goop covered cat

I feel like he'd purr if you pet his head idk maybe I'm just fantasizing too much I'm lonely ok

Doesn't fit in a regular bathtub or shower. You have to wash him in a car wash. Just saying

Does not take any shit

Will not take any shit

And will shut that shit down (congrats if you got the reference)

I feel like if you made him food and he didn't like it he'd do the idiot sandwich thing but he'd just stare at you and breathe heavily

Would eat a potato raw. No hesitation. But he WILL glare at you the whole time.

He's like a street dog. If you're in a verse or something with other daemons he regularly sneaks out and beats the shit out of all of them and comes home looking all smug.

Expanding on the point above, y'know the swords of iron or red giants in game? How big they are? Yeah he brought one home for you once and now it sits on the wall above his bed like a trophy

Speaking of his bed, king size with several things making it bigger. Like tables the same height at the ends to fit his legs. He is not fitting on a normal bed let me tell you

Don't take his food away from him. Even if it's not food. He will tear your arm off. Or just bite you. He likes biting.

He ate a microwave once. I feel like he'd do that just out of spite

Saw a picture of Noctis on the ground. Proceeded to bite it, tear it to shreds, run it over with your lawnmower, run it over with your car, piss on the pieces, and give the pieces to the birds living in a nearby tree. The birds thought they were worms and ate them and died

Are you struggling to open jars? Ask Ravus to help open them! He'll smash them into pieces and then look at you like you're the one who did it wrong!

If you have a pet Ravus can and will pick a fight with them and promptly lose

Likes to lay in the most inconvenient places and stare up at you like it's your fault.

Managed to lay on the ceiling once. Not clear how.

You know the scene in the first Avengers movie where the Hulk beats the shit out of Loki and slams him around and it's funny for no reason? That's Ravus right there

Alright alright let's get into the actual X Reader stuff right here

Oh

God

Let me tell you something

He likes to hold you and it's amazing because he's so big

It's weird because he's breathing like Darth Vader with autotune in your ear but he's so WARM

Cold? Cuddle with Ravus

Angry? You can hit Ravus all you want and let me tell you something he has 250,000 HP in game you are not hurting him at all he doesn't care

Intruder in the house? Cue Ravus falling down the stairs to go and kill them and their whole bloodline

He's like a dog honestly

He will randomly pick you up and carry you around everywhere whether you want it or not

Got stuck in a washing machine once. Will growl if you bring it up.

He likes to cut food with his sword. He gives you a funny look if you throw it out. But it's not safe to eat because it's covered in whatever kind of goop Ravus is covered in sooooo

NSFW time

Good luck taking him in bed. That dick is as big as you are.

Okay, not that big. It's like...

...

...

...

... 11 inches? We'll say 11 for now because a foot long is just a bit much but I feel like 10 doesn't give him justice

Prefers doggy or missionary or mating press. Something along those lines

Must be on top or he'll crumble into ashes

Prepare for extremely rough sex, because that's all he does

Are you a masochist? No? You are now

Claws you up, but only a little. He doesn't want to hurt you but damn those claws are a bit much

Speaking of his claws he lets you put nail polish on them but only sometimes

BUT THATS NOT THE POINT

When it's all done, you'll find claw marks everywhere. The ceiling, the floor, rooms you weren't even in all day, the neighbors house....

Places that don't make sense. It's not clear how they got there.

For aftercare let me tell you something

Great back scratcher

Will cuddle up to you

But if you both need to be cleaned you're both sitting in front of the sprinkler. Deal with it

That took twenty minutes to write but that was so fun. Holy shit. Ten notes and I'll do this for other characters (Current ideas are daemon Loqi, modern Ravus, daemon Luna, daemon Luna and Ravus, ect ect blah blah blah give me ideas and I'll feed you)

[cappuccino-bear]

I can’t believe nobody asked about Azazel yet, this is preposterous (also the thing you’ve asked for is coming I swear I just have to study so I don’t have much time lol)

Azzy my baby boy <3 (also it's ok I get it man, fuck quarter-year's end)

He's a demon born from... someone. It's not uncommon for demon parents to just leave their children to someone else, but it is uncommon for Satan to take care of a child. Well, take care is a big word, he mostly kept an eye out for him. Azazel spent most of his childhood bouncing from demon to demon, everybody in Hell making sure he didn't die horribly. He likes to think it's like a big family!... but most demon think he was just a task, something to get closer to Lucifer.

Still, growing up he had a couple demons he really started to stick to, mainly Lilith, who tried to teach him better morals and was like a big sister to him, Dark One and Big Horn, who generally trained him and taught him Dark Arts, and Death, one of Satan's closest confidants who would call him up if "Pa" needed something, but also took a shine on him. Siren also tried inserting herself in his life as a cool aunt, but Azazel doesn't like her much cuz she's a bit condescending to him. He also has some friends "his age", Little Horn is a lot of fun but both of them have trouble connecting on a deeper level, Hornfel and Loki were relentless bullies up until they pushed him to do some stupid shit and he lost his horn, so now they stick to mean jokes and playfully saying it was never that bad, they were friends, no? Azazel believes that only sometimes.

Azazel felt out of place in Hell, first and foremost: he's not strong, he's not an aspect of a Sin, he's not some terrible sinner, he's not a fallen angel, he's not even an imp or lesser demon. So what is he? Lilith tries to tell him he just has to be himself, and that's enough, but others push him to be stronger, make his name known as someone to swear against.

And one day Lucifer has a task for him. Haunt this one kid, one very special kid in the Lord's eyes, and push him to sin. Satan promised him he was right for the task, and got him contact with Earth. Azazel was ecstatic to begin haunting this kid! Finally a way to be useful and get stronger through deals!

... and then he sees Isaac, this literal child who was just abandoned by his father, living with an abusive mother, thinking he was evil because she does nothing but say that. He tries to push him at first - wouldn't it be better to join the demons he belongs with? - but not as much as he wants to. One day he does not find him anywhere, but there's a weird trapdoor in his room...

Cut to the Basement, Azazel stalks Isaac around for a while. He does notice the kid's quite miserable all alone, but only steps in after seeing him almost accidentally kill himself trying to take his third Devil Deal. Isaac screams, Azazel screams as well, then Isaac accidentally stabs him with the knife (oops?) and eventually both start respawning at the starting room. Azazel does break it to him that he was meant to haunt them, but has decided it's stupid at this point: he'll be their guardian demon! after all this place is dangerous, and deadly, and they're stuck together anyways. Isaac is still absolutely terrified of Azazel at first, and regurgitates some of the stuff his mom would say about demons. Azazel just laughs it off, sayign yeah demons can be pretty bad, but he's pretty bad at being a demon, so just give him a chance, ok?

Az is cheerful and positive, to contrast Isaac's anxious and pessimistic energy. He loves exploring and moving around, he cannot stay still and sit on his laurels for too long or he gets antsy.But he is still a kid, naive, excitable, stubborn and way too trusting. He's gonna grow a lot through the story, so if at the start he's more like a 15 year old, at the end he's more mature while still being young, like 18 or something.

Azazel is my baby. I wasn't even really planning having him as a co-protagonist until I started writing out the story and just fell in love with him and the relationship he'll have with Isaac and the others o((>ω< ))o

[lokisgoodgirl]

17 and 18 for the asks! ❤️

Eeee thanks my lovely one :) 17- What do you do when writing becomes difficult? (maybe a lack of inspiration or writers block) Like most people probably, I tend to write most when I feel good. So if I don't feel like writing, I ask myself what else is going on that I need to deal with. Sometimes our brains just need a break, and that's OK - but I try and keep the ideas wheel turning. Also - lil tip, if I get stuck...sometimes I write a paragraph in my phone notes, instead of my laptop. Takes the pressure off. Quite often that catapults the whole creative process. Eg - Around the time I wanted to write Hot & Bothered, I didn't know how to start it. I was waiting for my friend in a restaurant and got the idea for the fangirls trying to get Loki's attention (which is about halfway through) and then I got home and started on the rest :) 18- Do you title your fics before, during, or after the writing process? How do you come up with titles? It depends! Sometimes the title inspires the whole thing. On the other side, Hail, Commander was (as you know) originally called The Balustrade - and then I changed it at the 11th hour because I hadn't even thought of calling it anything else. But H,C just felt right.

Questions are here if you'd like to ask any :)

[khaire-traveler]

What It Was Like To Almost Die At 20

As the title states, there will be mentions of death and talk of heart-related problems (medical trauma warning). There will also be mentions of abuse, narcissism, and a bad reaction to recreational drugs. You have been warned.

That aside, this post will be more centered on my emotional experiences, rather than my spiritual ones. For those interested, I will make a post about the more spiritual side of this when I feel more emotionally ready to tackle the topic. I'm adding a cut for those who don't wish to see this post. No shame if you don't want to or can't read this. This is mostly my way of processing the events of last Saturday (January 21st).

This was very hard for me to write. I don't expect it to be easy to read.

I've had a really hard week. It began, however, on an optimistic note.

I was visiting friends (whom, of which, I no longer consider friends), spending time with someone who I thought was a good influence on my life, despite the red flags and warnings. Despite who her partner was.

See, this friend, whom I had only met in November of 2022 or so, is in a poly relationship with a narcissistic man who wanted to be intimate with me (for context, everyone in this story, besides myself, is 24; the age difference made it very uncomfortable for me). She lives with two other polycule members, and although she admitted knowing he was an abusive narcissist who would likely never attend therapy, she proceeded to firmly believe she could change him.

Since abuse is a complex topic, let me clarify that I don't blame her for this. I think she was, and very much still is, under this man's influence. I do, however, blame her for her actions on Saturday night.

This friend - we'll call her Crow - knew that I was uncomfortable in her lover's - we'll call him Bear - presence. I had told her that I planned on keeping him blocked, as I had blocked him after finding out all the shit he had done to Crow and the other polycule members. I told her that it was ok if I was around him, but my views would change as the night went on.

The night started with Crow and I meeting at her house, as we had planned for a full week before. She also let a person I didn't know join us, although I was not ok with this. The new person will be called Dog.

Crow, Dog, and I hung out in a room where she worshipped her deities. I had agreed to give Crow a tarot reading from Loki, and suffice it to say, Loki wasn't very happy with some things Crow was doing. It was at this point that Crow revealed to me the actual extent of Bear's abuse. Being an abuse victim myself, her story bothered me deeply, and I was no longer comfortable in Bear's presence, which I asserted. To further my anxiety, Crow stated Bear didn't like the fact that I was not physically attracted to him, despite his advances on me (I will not go further into this). What made it all worse is that Bear would soon be home, and I had no way to leave Crow's house without getting a ride from her, but one of the other polycule members was using the car. So I was stuck there, in a very uncomfortable situation, as someone with severe PTSD and a very bad experience with Bear first-hand already.

Dog then began arguing with me about witchcraft, which came pretty much out of nowhere, stating that I was a bad person for wanting to seek justice against my past abusers through baneful means. They lectured me about letting go of the trauma and "just moving on", speaking as if they had some sort of authority on the subject. I dismissed them and went back to giving Crow her reading.

Sometime later, Bear finally came home. I assumed Crow, Dog, and I would stay where we were or that Crow would go greet Bear and then return, but apparently, I assumed wrong. Crow and Dog told me I had to go out there and see Bear, talk to him. I had a panic attack, and even still, they pushed me out of the room and into the next room with Bear. Bear kept staring at me as Crow and Dog spoke, and at some point, Crow left the room entirely, leaving me with basically a stranger I met that day and a shitty abuser who made me extremely uncomfortable.

This part is a bit of a blur, but after a while, Crow comes back, and we all head upstairs, Bear following directly behind me. We went into the living room and chatted, but Crow and the others quickly moved outside and I was left alone with Bear and Dog. I cannot express how on-alert and terrified I felt at that moment, but I had to pretend like everything was ok because I was essentially told that I was making a big deal out of nothing.

Some time passes, and I start to notice a strong spiritual feeling that Bear was attacking me and one of my deities (presumedly Ares) had stepped in to block the attack. Now, it's important that I stress that I'm a very spiritual person who has had MANY experiences in my life that I would deem spiritual, but never in my life had I ever felt a sensation that strongly. I can feel the deity holding a shield in front of me between Bear and myself. It was utterly terrifying. And I could do nothing about it.

Dog then began misgendering me consistently, even after I corrected them, and I began feeling dysphoric on top of being wildly anxious and triggered. The night just kept getting worse, it seemed.

Then the fateful decision that led to my almost-death was finally put on the table.

A single 10 milligram edible marijuana gummy.

I thought, "Fuck it, I'm wildly uncomfortable anyway. Maybe eating this will calm me down." And I was wrong. I was dead wrong.

I ate the gummy and felt nothing for a while, much to my dismay. In fact, I noticed I felt a little more anxious than before. But I shrugged this off. It was my first time getting properly high, so I thought that maybe it was just my nerves. I just needed to calm down.

Thirty minutes pass and the room begins to spin. I sit down and feel my heart beating quicker and quicker in my chest, its thump pulsing through my veins so strongly that I could feel it all over my body. At first, I thought this was normal. I was starting to get high, so my judgment was impaired. I couldn't tell how serious this was getting.

Bear sits next to me, and my breath catches in my throat. Even with impaired judgment, I was unable to relax around him. I still felt afraid, even more so than before, actually. My pulse quickened even more, but something felt wrong about it.

"I think my heart's beating too fast," I stated, barely about to get the words out with how quickly I was breathing.

"Are you ok?' I look up and Rabbit, the only person I still talk to, was looking at me. Everyone was looking at me, but their faces looked like they were melting.

"My heart- can someone check my pulse?" I was beginning to get really scared now as the room spun faster and faster. Part of my hands were going numb - the pinkie and ring fingers, specifically.

Rabbit ran over to me and checked my heart. He only checked for thirty seconds before standing up and saying, "We're going to the hospital."

A normal heart rate is between 60-100 beats per minute. Within thirty seconds, my heart beat 90 times.

I tried to stay calm and asked what he got, but Rabbit refused to tell me. He just helped me put on a pair of crocs I didn't own and a jacket then rushed me outside with his friend in tow.

We got into the car, and Rabbit immediately started driving before he even knew where he was headed. I tried to give directions, but my lack of sobriety was doing us no favors.

I started crying - something that is significant for me because I hardly cry in front of others. I could no longer feel my hands and my feet were beginning to go numb. I began praying to Apollo.

"Apollo," I whispered, "I'm dying. Please help me."

We pulled into a gas station, Rabbit somewhat panicking now because we couldn't find the nearest hospital. He called the ambulance instead, holding my hand as he did so. I felt this sudden intuitive feeling that I would be ok, that no matter what happened, I would survive this, but at that moment, I can't say I was paying much attention to that feeling.

I thought about my dogs and cats, as silly as it sounds, and thought about Apollo. Those things comforted me as we sat there, waiting for an ambulance to arrive. By this point, my legs were entirely numb, and so were my arms. My face was starting to go numb, too, and I felt like I was going to pass out. I stopped crying, not because of pride or some petty thing but because I couldn't even feel my eyelids.

The severity of it all began sinking in.

I was probably going to die.

And there was nothing I could do about it but wait.

I didn't even hear the ambulance arrive, I just noticed Rabbit and his friend getting out of the car quickly. A medic opened my door. His name was C. Crow. A little on the nose, Apollo, but much appreciated.

Two medics, C. Crow included, helped me into the ambulance. I couldn't even feel my feet hitting the ground at this point, and even the medics were surprised I was still conscious. They put me onto the stretcher, and I thought was started moving immediately - it felt as much as such - but we were stationary for the next thirty minutes or so as the medics hastily hooked me up to IVs and attempted to get as much info as they could from me before I would certainly pass out.

I could no longer feel anything; I was completely numb. My heart was racing, and even though I thought I was breathing normally (12-20 breaths per minute), I was absolutely not (60 breaths per minute).

I heard one of the medics say my heart had gone past 200 beats per minute.

My neck hurt. It was so tense that even though everything was numb, I could feel how tense my neck was.

"This is it," I thought, "Surely, this is it."

I thought of my dogs and cats and how I'd never see their faces again. My truest companions in the entire world, and I'd never get to say goodbye.

I thought of the few people who were close to me. Just images of their faces or our text conversations passing through my mind.

I thought of all that I had been through - all the abuse, assault, and torture... Was it all for nothing? Was I really going to die before my life could get better? Before I moved out of the house of abusers I live in? Before I could finally move to Spain or Greece? Before I had even gone to college? It was all going to be over, and there was nothing I could do about it.

A medic sat beside me and started talking directly to me. "Keep breathing," He instructed, "You're breathing very fast, so can we take some deep breaths together?"

"Yeah," I said, and I followed his instructions to breathe slower. He took in deep breaths with me, but I couldn't breathe slower. I just kept gasping for air whenever I tried to take a deep breath in.

He stopped talking to me. I think we both know what we were expecting to happen next. It was a silent, mutual agreement. There was no way I'd stay conscious.

But I didn't give up.

"Can we talk about dogs?" I asked the medic, my eyes filled with tears.

"Sure, we can talk about dogs," He said with a small smile. I think he was holding my hand, but I couldn't tell.

"I have three dogs and two cats," I said, my voice shaking, "I love them very much."

"See, I can talk about dogs, but I don't know anything about cats." He replied, "I'm allergic."

The ambulance started moving for the first time. I thought we had been moving the entire time, but we only just started to get on the road.

The medic went silent. No one said anything else to me as we drove. We all held our breaths, unsure of what exactly was going to happen next.

I recall this feeling in the air - something I didn't mention to you before. From the moment the medics got to me, to the moment we arrived at the hospital, I could feel Apollo's presence. But it wasn't anything like how I'd experienced it before; it was as if he was in the air around the medics, working around and through them. He was there with me, and even though he didn't feel particularly focused on me, it felt like he was still there, holding my hand.

It's impossible to describe - the ambulance ride with these medics and Apollo. It's impossible to describe the feeling I felt in its entirety. It gave me a new perspective on gods that I had never experienced before. I wish I could convey it to you better.

After the ambulance ride, everything was kind of a blur. It took six hours, but they got me to stable levels without me losing consciousness at all. I was even able to return home at some unholy hour of the night.

We still don't know what actually caused the reaction, and for the past week, I've had horrible panic attacks every single night of the events that occurred. I see images of Bear's face flash through my mind as I have them.

I may not know what entirely happened, but I've never been so goddamn happy to see my dog's face.

[m1ckeyb3rry]

Itoshi sibs are a mood sometimes XD

For whatever reason, I've been thinking about the roommates system in the BLLK facility for NEL. Surely it's a four person room too, if BM has Isagi, Kurona, Hiori and Yukimiya, I was thinking the roommates in PXG would have been Karasu, Shidou, Zantetsu and (maybe) Tokimitsu. idk why I can just so see it happening. Rin and Nanase can be together with whoever else.

But yea, Karasu is definitely stirring all these angst. Dude there's so much potentials and possibilities about him. I sooooo love him for that. He's such a green flag, idk why when I first got into him ppl are calling him a red. He's not.

Karasu is prolly the guy who stops Shidou and Rin from fighting (the referee lol) or maybe he knows how to tame Shidou somehow lol. ABSOLUTE MENACES IN THE FRENCH WING FOR SURE. omggg I see it happening.

Yeaa scenario 3... he really tried to win me back by uncomfortably messaging my friends from uni (they do not know him btw) of my location and when I finish class, heck I was surprised he was even capable of doing something like that (i forgot that happened lol). i actually saw him (ex-best friend) this year. And it's funny how it felt like he was still stuck to the time when we were together and is using old and outdated information about me. We don't talk anymore and I don't know much about him now (it's been a very long time).

Like bro, you moved on and got to be with someone, I should be kind to myself and do the same. So when I'm feeling angsty, just surrounding that notion, I think of Karasu lol WHYYYY would you do this Jei HAHAHAHA

Oh naah yea, that fandom is crazy. As soon as it ended, I'm outta there.

100% loki definitely was like “ok shidou system in one room rin system in the other room” he did NOTTT want to be called in the middle of the night to break up a fight especially when shidou is like a year older than him 😭 tbh i forget who else is in the rin system besides nanase but i think it’s safe to say that they’re all in a room together chilling…LMAO loki actually dgaf whenever shidou and rin start arguing during practices he sends karasu in like a pokémon to break it up he is NOT risking himself like that 😩 honestly i can see karasu making tokimitsu help him too since tokimitsu is like rlly strong?? so tokimitsu is having a mental breakdown while karasu is yelling at him to hold shidou back and shidou’s just like 😈

yeahhhh idk why karasu gets the red flag rep i think part of it is because he’s besties w otoya who is in fact an actual red flag sadly so he just a negative halo effect from that 😓 to be fair i’ve seen people calling REO a red flag and saying NAGI would CHEAT???? which the second take especially is so insane that i’ve stopped caring abt what the fandom thinks i’m the only correct one here /hj there’s def so much potential w karasu though he’s always sm fun to write

MESSAGING YOUR FRIENDS FROM UNI ABT YOUR LOCATION IS A) INSANE WORK AND B) TERRIFYING??? omg i’m so glad you’re okay that’s genuinely so fucked up of him 😭 some people truly do not know how to let go/move on from the past it’s ridiculous…yes you definitely deserve to be with someone who treats you as their priority and isn’t a creep ‼️

oh that fandom is sooooo…yeah…haha sometimes i’ll get edits of it or hear the soundtrack and feel rlly nostalgic but it’s never enough to go back and rewatch or rejoin the fandom i’m too scared of them 😓

[n0v4r3d]

10/100

08.02.24

Day 10 of 100

THE 100 DAY PLAN

Where is Justin?

Who is Justin?

WHY is Justin?

The mixed bag of my emotional state continues. A concerning amount of imaginary dialogues and talking to myself (sometimes verbally like a real nut). 

But I give myself some grace because 1.) I’m pretty isolated so I only have Loki and myself to talk to anyway and 2.) I’m really going through it in a very sustained and not-so-comfortable way.

My main takeaway is that I have regained my self-confidence and self-love. I’m enough and I know this and no longer have to wonder or try to convince myself of it. I know my morals, convictions, intentions, and how I act. And it’s all rooted in respect, understanding, empathy, kindness, and love. Not really sure why I questioned any of that to begin with, honestly.

Am I perfect? Nope. Never will be. But I give an earnest and honest effort always. I lack the narcissistic qualities of being: controlling, cruel, conceited, holding a superiority complex, judgmental, unkind, uncaring, hateful, spiteful. That’s not up for debate. If others are feeling a certain way and decide to project these things onto me, I have no control over that. And I can sleep at night knowing exactly who I am. I don’t have to convince myself of this. I know this.

So what’s wrong, dude? A little of this, a little of that.

I [used to be/] am a hopeless romantic. That ability has been lost in the collapse of a dying star that is heartbreak. I am consumed by love sickness. I don’t wish to be in a relationship to fill a void, I’m not looking for anyone, and I’m not down for random flings. I get zero out of that kind of thing. All I ever wanted was the real thing that I spent my whole life believing in. And I feel like I had it and it crumbled in my hands. I still don’t understand a lot of it. I’m still working through things. It’s just that, to be blunt, I am stuck on a person who my heart still genuinely believes to be my soulmate. 

As far as logic and numbers games, sure there are literally billions of people on the planet, so the odds are in favor that I am compatible with some of them. But I don’t want that. I don't want them. So now I’m trying to discern if what I truly want is “wrong.” I’ve been in relationships that lasted a lot longer that were way easier to get over. It’s been several months ranging from depression will-they-won’t-they to no contact and my feelings have no shifted one bit. I’m not really sure why it’s this way. Is that love? I’ve dived pretty deep into all of it. What I need, what I deserve, whatever. And the only conclusion I arrive at is that I love this person regardless of what transpired. Because I cannot ever bring myself to believe that any of the hurt was deliberate. That there was some way through or around it that we just missed.

But I don’t know. I’m hanging out with me, myself, and I and learning to be comfortable with that. Full disclosure: I’m not. I like me, but I’m kind of burned out on the whole “just me” thing.

I have a lot of emotional fear about things. I’m looking at the broad scope of the rest of my life on this earth and I’m trying to reconcile it all. What do I do? What’s healthy? What’s sustainable? What do I want? What do I need?

I’m a little puddle of heartache and confusion every day. And yet I persist.

And I will keep going. I’m starting to be able to answer the who/what/where/when of me. I don’t know that I’ll ever get a satisfactory “why.” But I just want to be happy. That’s it. And love makes me the happiest. So I have to believe there’s some avenue for me to experience that like I have before.

I don’t know. I just want to be OK. On paper, I’m fine. In my head, I’m alright. In my soul, I’m in progress. But in my heart, I ache. And maybe that pain is just proof of concept of who I am and what I have to offer. And I should see it as a positive in terms of what I have to offer.

I’m not there yet. But maybe by day 100 I will be.

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[themculibrary]

Loki/Mobius Masterlist 2

part one

A New Reality (ao3) - kickcowsE, 39k

Summary: Loki finds himself stuck in a new branch of reality, and seeks guidance from the one person he knows will help him - Mobius. 

A Well-Made Mistake (ao3) - Springandastorm loki/mobius, valkryie/sylvie M, 36k

Summary: The existence of the Sacred Timeline is predicated upon the divine judgement of the Time-Keepers, untangling the threads of everything that could happen until they've decided what does happen. 

Things don't always go according to their plan, though.

Something seemed to dawn on Loki, his eyes widening slowly. "Tell me we aren't where I think we are, Mobius."

"Where do you think we are?"

"...Sakaar?"

"In that case, I can't tell you we aren't where you think we are."

Borrowed Faith (ao3) - kcscribbler T, 2k

Summary: Decades into his quest for a solution to the impending Loom meltdown, Loki begins using a Memory Cell to give himself an occasional, brief respite from the chaos.

He Speaks Daggers (ao3) - oprime, zerospoons_onlyknives (oprime) E, 59k

Summary: “Come on. I’m terrible with this.”

Mobius waves the dagger around wildly as if to prove his point.

“That’s why you need to practice.” Loki steps forward, ducking under the swinging arc of the dagger, to adjust Mobius’s grip on the hilt. “Stop holding it like a toddler.”

“You give knives to toddlers!?”

“It’s a dagger and I got my first one when I was two and a half.”

“Yeah, and your upbringing is the standard by which all should be measured.”

OR

Loki commits to teaching Mobius self-defense and gets a little more than he bargained for. (An alternate take on S2:E2 just for fun.)

like vines we interwined (ao3) - thumbbird E, 8k

Summary: “This isn’t a game,” he said, catching his breath.

Mobius coughed. His eyes crinkled and his hand squeezed Loki’s shoulder. “No, but I’m having fun anyway.”

Loki huffed. “You’re ridiculous.”

“You love it,” Mobius said with a weak smile.

(Or the one where Loki and Mobius track a variant to a planet full of killer plants and one of them decides to make Mobius its next meal… unless Loki can figure out how to free him).

Misaligned (ao3) - thunderously_halo T, 2k

Summary: After fixing his time slipping issue with Mobius, Loki isn't quite aligned with time. He refuses to rest and suffers the consequences.

Miserable Lonely Life (ao3) - art_ro_vert G, 1k

Summary: “He is in love with you," Sylvie said suddenly, ruining the comfortable silence that hung between them. She placed her mug on the table with a loud thud, catching Mobius’ attention and making him look up from where he was sitting across the table.

“What?”

“Loki!” Sylvie specified helpfully. “He is in love with you!” she stated louder this time, with desperation in her voice like she was declaring the truth that everyone had been ignoring for years.

Nail your colors to the mast (ao3) - TheMissingMask N/R, 26k

Summary: Mobius talks to a Loki he knows will never come back. Sometimes he gets an answer.

Post-S2 fix-it

of glory and goddesses (ao3) - loosethreadsofyoursoul T, 35k

Summary: “We’re no longer destined to lose.” Sylvie's voice is just a whisper, but Loki hears her despite the chaos around them trying to drown her out. “Don’t you want to know who you could be? Don’t you want the chance to live a story you can write?”

-

When the Loom is destroyed, Loki isn't the one to replace it. Instead he's left to deal with the aftermath in the form of a restructured TVA, a frazzled analyst, and a blank space where his own glorious purpose used to be.

On a Wing and a Prayer (ao3) - lydiagwilt T, 33k

Summary: The words spilled out unbidden, before Mobius had time to think about what he was doing or what the implications might be. Heyr þessi prayer ek pray, loki trickster, fire, ok vinr, hvere þú eru haileð með love…

Mobius had never thought of himself as religious, not really; but now that his faith in the Timekeepers had been shattered, he found he desperately needed something – someone – to believe in.

He believed in Loki. He always had.

Or, Mobius is imprisoned by a sinister alternate TVA and prays to Loki for help. Loki hears him.

Queer Eye for the Sad Suburban Guy (ao3) - mistbored T, 13k

Summary: The Queer Eye crew are on their latest mission to help yet another person in need. Don is a down-on-his-luck dad who is having trouble adjusting to some big life changes recently. He also might be suffering from hallucinations, but it’s hard to say for sure….

Reacclimate (ao3) - blackbirdofasgard G, 1k

Summary: Everyone—B-15, Casey, and O.B.—had been so excited to see Loki back in their company, beyond relieved that their plan had worked. But seeing that Loki needed more time to adjust, they'd returned to the TVA, leaving him to Mobius, who patiently waited while Loki stood there and took in everything he'd been missing for so long.

After Loki is released from the heart of the multiverse tree, he takes some time to appreciate everything around him. Even the less-than-perfect things.

Six Feet Closer (ao3) - lonelyhourglass47 T, 11lk

Summary: Loki and Mobius get stuck in quarantine together for a minimum of two weeks. Loki likes to mess with Mobius. They both have repressed feelings for each other.

Or, five times Loki falls asleep in Mobius' bed and one time Mobius asks him to.

the absence of green (ao3) - pinkpeachtea T, 135k

Summary: Mobius didn't like the color green anymore. It should have been silly, really, but he couldn't help it. It was enough to go outside, see the grass and the trees, to be reminded of Loki. But it didn't even start, or end, there.

——— Or, Mobius tries to build a life for himself and move on. That is until Loki randomly shows up at his doorstep one day and asks for his help. But helping Loki means assisting him in leaving Mobius again and Mobius isn’t sure if he can handle another missed goodbye.

Too bad Loki has to stay at Mobius’ place until they figure things out.

the end is where we start from (ao3) - Insert_Witty_User_Name_Here G, 6k

Summary: It’s cold at the end of time. Not technically. It’s not technically anything at the end of time. It’s not warm, not cold. There’s no day and no night, no changing of seasons. But it feels cold. Loki can’t quite explain why.

It’s a cold that seeps into every fiber of his being until eventually… he’s numb. Which is easier, he supposes, in a way.

Or Loki loses himself to the stories of Yggdrasil. Luckily, Mobius and Sylvie are there to bring him back. A post season two reunion fic.

Time Passes, Come Closer Now (ao3) - rumblebee M, 50k

Summary: Mobius M. Mobius goes on a little adventure with unexpected results.

Loki laments and gets into interior design.

Both of them spend too much time remembering.

time will pass, darling (but my feelings, they won't) (ao3) - burnthatbridge M, 15k

Summary: Loki looks down and Mobius sees his throat move as he swallows around the pain of what he has to stay. “I need to go now.”

Mobius tightens his grip on Loki’s forearms, wants to rail against it, to refuse to let him go. But he knows he can’t. Or he could, but it would make no difference. Loki has to do this and is committed to, that is clear from every line of him: resolve and resignation in equal parts.

So instead, Mobius wraps Loki in his arms once more, this less crushing embrace and more holding hug, and says, “Just come back.”

Loki squeezes him once, whispers, “I will,” close to his ear, and then he’s gone, Mobius left holding onto nothing.

A year's worth of time passes before Mobius sees Loki again.

Two Beating Hearts (ao3) - Ficus98 T, 56k

Summary: There was something about Loki.

Maybe it was those green eyes, or his silver-tongue that helped him slip out of trouble. Maybe it was his undying strength that seemed to never leave him no matter what horrors he had to endure, but when Mobius first met him in that prison, he felt something in himself.

Would it be enough to break Loki out and help him heal? And even if that were possible, could Loki recover from what he’d gone through?

While Loki battles his way back to health, Mobius finds himself battling his own feelings.

While You Were Sleeping, I Fell In Love (ao3) - 19960821 T, 2k

Summary: “Your place or mine?” Loki asked casually as they reached the elevator.

Mobius flushed a deep pink, his brain short-circuiting at the implication of how people usually used those words together in a sentence.

Loki was quick to notice this, and he smiled mischievously. Mobius kicked himself internally for being so obvious. He would never hear the end of this.

...

Or Loki and Mobius nap together for the first time in Mobius' bed.

(You Made It Feel Like) Home (ao3) - imalivegrace G, 16k

Summary: Don didn't know the man that stood in his shop, but he wanted to learn everything about him. Something inside of Don told him he could trust this mystery man.

or

When the timelines are saved and no one has to be a tree, Mobius gets sent back to his timeline. He has no memories of the TVA, waking up as if it's just a regular day in the life of Don Lewis Jet Ski salesman and single father. Don Lewis's life becomes a bit more exciting when a mysterious man starts to show up at his work.

[amphibifish]

honestly despite it being a comedy show none of the characters have it good (except for mayura and uhhh the blonde rich guy that's mayuras friend katou or something i forget his name) like loki is being hunted down reiya is/was stuck with her family that eventually gets murdered also she's burdened with prophetic dreams and sometimes she blinks and all of her friends stare at her like she murdered a man cause she has no recollection of freya she is literally just a little girl !!!! and also she's supposed to be dead in the anime !!!!! but she gets reanimated by freya sorta !!!!! like she is literally an 8 year old that got possessed by a god (or the reincarnation of a god depending how you look at it ? the anime makes it seem more like possession while the manga makes it seem more like reincarnation) anyways the point is she's going through a lot ok but she's mostly oblivious to the being possessed/reincarnated/spiritually tied to a god thing. umm anyways heimdall is so sad i will defend him forever and ever he lost his eye to loki and yet he sees loki going about with less suffering than him and it's like. not right. heimdall has suffered more and loki is the one who caused him so why is he the one who's lost his purpose and his divinity while loki gets to be surrounded by his family and friends and regain the ability to go back to asgard? idk anyways yamino and fenrir have it ok they just want to be with their dad hel is also so incredibly sad to me but this post is getting long so i'll probably ramble more about her and reiya and heimdall again ina more organized manner in a diff post

[vagueandominousvibes]

HI OK so this has been sitting in my drafts since (checks notes) New Year’s while I tossed some metaphorical ingredients into the metaphorical stew and finished various other writing projects, and I think it’s finally ready for serving.

(The following section is just me being very excited about the literary ingredients I used, and you can absolutely just skip down to the bottom, click the link, and go to Ao3 to read the story!)

There are some really interesting thoughts here — I especially love the idea of Winter-fae Blue, and of Zelda being Red’s sister (does that mean they’re both royalty? is Red a prince? how does that play into Zelda being The Princess[TM]? maybe it’s a matriarchal line? or is it just the firstborn who inherits the throne? are we even going to touch on everything that is the Triforce and Hylia reincarnated?) and Red doing everything in his power to keep her safe. 

The idea as sketched reminds me a little bit of H. C. Andersen’s The Snow Queen. It’s a gorgeous fairytale, and the Wikipedia summary captures it pretty well, but in short, there’s an evil troll who creates a magic mirror that distorts everything it reflects. The mirror shatters, and the shards fall to the Earth. The fairytale then focuses on Kai, who gets some shards stuck in his eyes and heart, becomes mean and hateful, and is then spirited away by the Snow Queen, and Gerda, who loves him very much and goes out into the world to find him and save him. It’s that fairytale dynamic of two young people who care about each other and want to keep each other safe.

I played with that for a bit, then decided to make it a bit more generic (though you can still see traces of this): Zelda gets cursed, and Red will do anything to save her. But how did Zelda get cursed?

Well. Anyone here up for a bit of linguistics? Yes? Ok. Remember Andersen’s evil troll? The word ‘troll’ made me think about the Scandinavian languages — specifically my own, Norwegian, and a word my great aunts sometimes used: “trollvær” (trans.: troll weather). Norway has two written languages, Bokmål and Nynorsk. Bokmål is the more widespread one, at least by landmass, and is — depending on how you look at it — either a bastardised or a Norwegianised Danish. This was the language spoken by Norway’s upper classes when Norway was under Danish rule, and was considered the “more refined” one. You won’t find “trollvær” in the Bokmål dictionary.

Nynorsk, on the other hand, was a nationalisation project in the 1840s and ‘50s, undertaken by Ivar Aasen. Aasen travelled around Norway, studied the various dialects (and by gods, do we have many dialects), and created a written language based on the most common trends across all the dialects. Today, it’s mostly used along the western coast of Norway (as far as I’m aware), and the rest of us find it an absolute pain to learn. Still, it’s gorgeous and poetic, and this is where you’ll find the word that closest resembles my great aunts’ expression: ‘trollvêr’, a synonym of ‘styggvêr’ (trans.: ugly weather).

I went down multiple rabbit holes looking for sources on this word, and discovered that the spelling “trollvær” seems to be frequently used in social media posts from the Trondheim region, but that’s about it. No greater context. No theories of where it came from or what inspired it. 

So I made my own theories. Could trolls be related to jotner — Old Norse giants? Probably, yeah (in Old Norse, a synonym for jotun would be ‘trǫll’ — or ‘troll’). Jotner were associated with all sort of chaotic weather and behaviour, and it’s telling that one of the first results I get when I search for ‘jotner’ is in reference to ‘Frost Giants’:

They were godlike, much like the Æsir, and intermarried with them. One of the better known ones in today’s culture is Loki. 

This combination — of godlike chaotic entities and “trollvær” and shards and curses — created the antagonist (in as much as it can be called an “antagonist”) for this story: the Trollwinter. And, because I’m a nerd who also loves messing around with literary allusions, I created the title from the well-known ‘good night, sweet prince’ line from Hamlet.

Thank you, Kae, for letting me play in the sandbox you created!

Here’s the link to Awake, Sweet Prince on Ao3

If you're still doing those three sentence prompt things: winter?

There are many rules when dealing with the Summer fae: do not eat their food, do not tell them your name, do not say anything that could be taken as a promise.

There is only one rule when dealing with the Winter fae: don't.

But for the sake of his sister... Red curls his hands tight in his fur-lined gloves, pulls his hood snugly around his face, and steps into the snow-heavy forest.

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Queening a Pawn, 21

If you’re new: this is my procrastination fic. It is what I drabble around with when I’m being my worst self, and ignoring all my other WIPs and responsibilities! Enjoy!

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Summary: During the Time Heist, Loki stole the Tesseract and escaped. He did not expect, however, to be pulled through a Time Loop that delivered him to a Midgard more than a decade older, wiser, and bitterer. Having just lived through his unsuccessful attack in New York, Loki must learn to live in Midgard after the defeat of Thanos (post-Endgame). The question is, who is Loki without a quest for a throne or total domination?

Pairings: Loki x OC

Warnings: Language, suggestive themes, one (1) stuck shapeshifter, threat of stabbing, and flooooff

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"Hey, Reindeer Games. How's the amplifier working?" Tony asked, his hologram joining Loki as he carried a covered bundle towards the trash shoot.

"I destroyed the toaster."

Tony scrunched up his nose, lowering his yellow-tinted glasses to stare at the bundle which turned out to be the defunct toaster. "What? How?"

"I gestured to press the lever, like I do every morning and it exploded," he explained, carefully. A large grin blossomed on his face. "It's bloody brilliant."

"Er… does Honeybun know you're blowing stuff up around the compound, or…?"

"She's scrubbing out the scorch marks from the granite, as we speak." Opening the shoot door, he tossed the hunk of metal into the metal recycling pile. "It's a lot more intuitive than I was expecting. I think I might have to work on subtlety of intent."

"You do that. Just… try not to burn down the place and maybe don't accidentally kill your girl." Tony called after Loki who turned around, walking backwards with a mischievous smirk until disappearing from view.

He turned the corner and waltzed into Delilah's apartment, stopping to rest against the wall to observe her. She had gotten up onto the countertop on her hands and knees and was scrubbing the surface within an inch of its life to lift the dark grey singed streaks. Loki's grin only grew wider as he watched her body cant back and forth with the scrubbing of her brush.

"Stop looking at my ass and help, Mischief." Delilah had yet to turn around to gaze at him.

"Stop distracting me, then," he complained, pouting just the slightest, considering the possibility of using his magic to erase away–

"What did you do?" The scrubbing had stopped and Lilah sat up on her heels.

Loki's face pinched in a frown, cutting the space between them in two long strides. "Pardon?"

"It's gone. What did you do?" She watched Loki flounder for about a minute for an explanation before she sighed. "Maybe you should take the amplifier off whenever you aren't specifically using it."

The Asgardian snorted, rolling his eyes. "My wedding band? Sure, you can pry it out of my cold, dead hands when I'm done with it."

"And here I thought you wouldn't take the suggestion seriously," she retorted, deadpan.

His thumb and forefinger took hold of her chin, forcing her eyes on him. "I am deadly serious. You can take it off when I'm due for Valhalla and not a moment sooner." He eased away the frown on her lips with a kiss. It was a simple gesture, but he was fairly confident that she couldn't technically be angry with him if he was being cute. "Shall I make you breakfast now, darling?"

"Can you keep from burning down my apartment?"

Loki rolled his eyes, every bit a petulant child. "Even if I did, we both know there is no reason for us to have separate residences." His easy confidence shrunk significantly at her look. "Never mind," he mumbled with a pout, turning to dig through the refrigerator for eggs, butter and milk.

Delilah pulled out a large metal prep bowl and a griddle. Setting the bowl next to Loki, she put the griddle on the stove and set it to heat. Loki smiled to himself, a small shiver of delight running down his spine at their familiarity. They never had a problem operating around each other, to begin with. Still, Loki liked to think that as their relationship evolved, the way they danced around with one another also improved. He quietly whisked at the batter he was preparing, adding flour bit by bit while he distractedly watched her wash and cut a bunch of fruit with sharp, precise knifework.

Einherjar wandered into the kitchen, jumping into one of the stools at the kitchen island to watch his humans cook. He mewled delicately and Loki smirked. "No, Einherjar. How dare you suggest that your mother's angry?" Another mewl. Loki feigned a surprised gasp. "Are you saying that she is being difficult for the hell of it? Bad kitten!" The kitten pawed at Loki, as if he was protesting the use of his meows to wind his caretaker up. "I cannot believe you, Ein. This woman has given you a home, a warm bed, food–and this is how you treat her!"

"Leave him alone, Lo," she admonished, though there was a grin poised on her lips. She leaned her face close to the kitten's, giggling when the massively fluffy face rubbed against her own with a loud purr. "Good baby."

"I can purr, too, you know." He glanced over his shoulder at them as he ladled pancake batter onto the warmed griddle.

Only a delighted giggle came as response. Einherjar was licking a long stripe on her cheek, one of his paws balancing him against her shoulder. "Oh, I know, baby. Loki is just grumpy."

"I am not!" He muttered under his breath, flipping the first round of pancakes.

"Case and point," she whispered, running her fingers through the kitten's fur and smiling. "Go give your dad some love," she whispered and the kitten wasted no time in trailing over the countertop before taking a flying leap onto Loki's back, scaling his jumper and onto his shoulder.

The loud rumble tickled at Loki's ear, and he could not keep the feigned frown on his face for very long. He surrendered to a chuckle, reaching up with his free hand to scratch the kitten under the chin and say soft things to it under his breath. The duo remained in their positions, much to Delilah's delight, for as long as it took Loki to make several pancakes for the both of them.

It had surprised her the first time he had shown any sort of prowess in the kitchen, but cooking was as much of an art as it was a science. And Loki was nothing if not careful and precise. Nowadays, he commanded the kitchen with such an ease that she could have sworn that he had been a Midgardian in another life.

Taking hold of a platter stacked high with cakes, he turned back to the kitchen island. The pancakes were placed next to the fruit and warmed syrup at once. Loki clicked his tongue twice, and Einherjar leapt into his open arms without a hint of hesitation before the god set him down on the floor.

"Good boy, Einherjar," he muttered, a piece of bacon mysteriously making its way to the floor with a smirk.

"Then you dare say I'm the one spoiling him."

"You are the one spoiling him. I simply reward good behavior."

"Making him a special piece of bacon requires premeditation, Loki Odinson." Her tone was deadpan, though there was a tender edge to her voice and sparkling gaze.

He didn't respond, opting instead for dropping into one of the stools and dragging her into his lap. Lately, it had not been uncommon for them to choose to stay in during meal times, enjoying the quiet and as sitting close together as they wished. More often than not, that meant she ended up in his lap and they would share a plate of food between them and kiss lazily until either of them was needed at work.

"Pygmy puff?" Tony's voice over the PA system sounded apologetic.

"Yeah, Tony?"

"When you're done with breakfast, can you deal with the shambles that is Receiving's. They messed up their ledgers, again and even I can't figure out what the fuck they were trying to do." He sighed, resigned. "No need to rush, though. I know you and Bambi are doing the whole cutesy thing."

Delilah giggled through a mouthful of pancakes and strawberries. "I'll deal with it. I think I've got their system figured out by now." A bit of syrup dribbled from the fork she was offering Loki over her shoulder, and he promptly licked it off her neck with a satisfied hum, making her gasp.

"Thanks, babe!" There was an awkward stretch of silence. "Are you two…?"

"No, but I would like to, Stark," Loki interrupted with a wicked grin.

"Understood. Use protection!"

"Oh, shut up!" Delilah irrupted. "I'll be by Receivings in a bit if you want to warn them to get their shit together before I get there."

"I thought we were spending the day together."

She sighed, smoothing her hand down the sharp planes of his cheekbones and trying to lessen the valleys that formed with the dejected question. "We are. This will only take a few minutes, I promise." The sea glass of his eyes had lost a bit of lustre. "Ten minutes, babe. Twenty, tops."

"That's alright. You have a job to do. I understand." His accompanying smile looked more like a grimace. Delilah caught her breath several times, as if she was poising herself to speak, but opted for slanting her lips to his and hopping off his lap.

When she left the bathroom, free of syrup and pancake bits, her living room was eerily empty. On the floor, Einherjar hopped around a bundle, gently pawing at the dark material as he purred loudly. It wasn't until she was near enough the bundle that an angular head, a little smaller than her fist, twisted toward her and tasted the air with forked tongue.

With a gasp, she snatched the kitten away, stumbling backwards onto the carpet and scrambling back. Her widened eyes remained glued on the snake as she shuffled. It wasn't obscenely large–it was about the average size you would get from a pet store. Its scales were an opalescent charcoal, though it bore a ring of deep golden on its neck that looked vaguely familiar, as did its bright jade eyes.

Delilah felt insane when the question bubbled past her lips. "Loki?" The snake tilted its head in what she could only imagine was amusement. The beast slowly uncoiled, slithering steadily up to her leg and starting to climb onto her cherry red Doc Marten boots before twisting around her leg. When she whimpered, it stopped completely, resting its head down on her thigh and waiting patiently for her approval. "Loki!" She called a little louder, in case he was hiding somewhere else. There was no response, other than the snake brushing its muzzle against her thigh and Einherjar's struggle to get loose and rub against the reptile.

Heart in her throat, she shuffled onto her feet, smoothing down the old My Chemical Romance t-shirt over herself with shaking hands. The snake ventured upwards, winding up around her arm to pull itself to a more comfortable spot. Though still terrified, Delilah could not help but appreciate the delicate skill it took for the creature to wind up her body and rest itself around her shoulders.

"I suppose this means you want to come with me," she whispered, and the snake responded with a tickle of its forked tongue over her neck. "You better behave, Lo."

No one had really batted an eye at the fact that she was walking the halls with a rather large snake twined round her neck, but she could tell it made the men in Receivings uncomfortable. Still, she had not acknowledged the new addition when she greeted the four older gentlemen who dealt with the incoming packages and goods.

The head of the department, Frank, was the first to crack. "Cute. You got a problem with cats and dogs, Lilah?"

She laughed, shaking her head. "No. I like them just fine. I have a kitten. Why do you ask?"

"New pet?"

A smirk graced her lips and she shrugged. "Of sorts, I guess." Carl, one of the newer employees, reached out to stroke the snake's tail. Delilah caught Loki's head when she felt him twitch to strike and blindly rubbed her thumb under his chin. He settled down immediately, hiding his face in the crook of her neck. "Done soon," she whispered.

"When are you going to leave that Asgardian clown and let me treat you like a real lady?" It was Frank again. He had a bad habit of shamelessly flirting with her whenever she had to come fix their issues. She secretly thought that they mucked up their ledgers every other week just to get Delilah to come over. Thankfully, she had long learned the pattern of their disruption, and fixing the books was a piece of cake.

Loki had not dared attack the man for the comment, but his face had migrated to the shoulder nearest the old man. His green gaze had become fixed to his, to the point that it was making the other uncomfortable.

"That a gift from him? I hear he can talk to creatures. Maybe that's why that thing is so freaky."

"Lady Lilah! There you are!" Thor's friendly voice boomed down the corridor as he bounded over. "You look radiant as ever!" He patted her back and made her sway forward indelicately, but his infectious smile drew one of her own.

"Thank you, Thor. What can I help you with?"

"Can Barnes and I acquire permission to take the children to the outer grounds?"

Delilah nodded, putting down the StarkPad containing the Receivings ledger, after all its contents got uploaded into the cloud. "Anywhere you want, as long as they are on facility grounds. So, no forest, OK?"

"Many thanks," he offered, rustling her hair. The shift of her hair brought attention to the glistening black scales across her shoulders. "Oh, brother, I had not seen you there! It's been years since you've opted for a snake's form!"

Frank, whose eyes were still hostage to Loki's, blanched. "What!?"

"Oh, he's a snake now? I thought he was still a chameleon!" She fibbed, finally turning her neck to watch Loki dance slightly on her shoulder. Her hand ran up the shiny scales of his spine and rubbed his head until he lolled sideways in satisfaction. There was a little feeling of mischief that resonated within her that was not entirely her own. It felt good to throw the weight of their combined power around, and it felt even better to know that Frank would think twice in the future before making an inappropriate remark. Afterall, he had just been getting started, if experienced served her right.

"You know we was jokin', rig–" Loki's hiss cut whatever excuse Frank was cooking up, short.

"Behave, my love, or else," she admonished, though the threat was empty. She felt a little like a real snake charmer–nimble and good at her job, but knew full well it was the snake who was in charge. "Well, gentlemen, I'll write a code to make your ledger making a little more seamless. Should take a few days before I get it going, but I think I can make it automated. No more worrying about audits," she remarked. The group did not look as excited as she secretly felt. "I'll get out of your hair. See you later."

Delilah sauntered back into the corridors, enjoying the cool glide of Loki's scales across her shoulders and the gentle nudges of his head against her neck. "What would you like to do now, babe?" There was no response, other than the odd flicker of his tongue on her skin. He didn't seem terribly bothered by the world beyond his perch.

With half a shrug, she walked out the double doors to the outer training fields, enjoying the crisp spring sunshine bearing down on them. Everything was green and new, and the air smelled of freshly cut grass and wildflowers. One lungful of air made her feel considerably more calm. She assumed it did the same for Loki, who had not really attempted to venture out into the wilderness other than the occasional jog around the facility. In theory, there was currently nothing keeping Loki from taking to the streets and disappearing into the sunset. Well, apart from her presence…

The sun glittered high above their heads, instantly warming the air-conditioned chill away from their bones and replacing it with exquisite incandescence. The snake's muscles rippled and shuddered at the temperature change, something like a sigh leaving his angled mouth. When Delilah twisted her neck to press a kiss against the smooth skin, he offered no protest or skittish reaction, as a regular animal would. "Let me know if you get too hot, OK?" The murmur was received with a flick of the tongue on her cheek, causing her to giggle.

Picking out a spot near a great big oak tree, she settled onto a dense patch of grass overlooking an obstacle course. On any other day, current and new hopeful SHIELD recruits would be working on their physical skills. Skills that Delilah did not care for, but that were important to agents. She did not know how to carry twice her weight in supplies when she A) spent most of her day behind a computer, and B) had a life partner who seemed more than excited to do the heavy lifting for her. At the moment, though, the obstacle course was being used by tiny seven year old's, a demigod, and a super soldier. All of whom were more interested in Bucky's silly detachable arm antics than they were on climbing a rope ladder.

Sighing, she lay back on the ground, giving Loki enough time to slither out from beneath her head to twine over her arm, and ultimately curl on her chest. The angular head rested heavily on her sternum and when he tasted the air, his forked tongue would barely graze her warmed skin. He was very still, and a lot better behaved than she would have ever assumed him to be. At this point, she assumed he would have been trying to scare crowds or hissing at strangers going past. He looked so content to simply be, he hadn't even bothered turning to stare at the sky, as she was or at the children. Instead, his head angled slightly to keep a watchful eye on her.

"Wonderful day for training outside, yes?" Thor asked happily as he dropped beside her. Delilah swore the ground shook with his momentum. Loki remained undisturbed.

"Mmm. I'm not much for training, but it is a beautiful day," she responded dreamily. Her fingers skimmed black scales, feeling them just short of feverish. "I might have to take Loki to the shade in a bit, though."

Thor frowned. "His Aesir form is not as sensitive to heat. Why does he not simply transform back?"

Delilah snorted. "Oh, he is one hundred percent stuck and thinks I haven't noticed." The snake rose up sharply to look at her. After a minute or two of blankly staring and neither yielding, he huffed and settled back down. "He'll figure it out, eventually." She added, running her fingers down his back. "Or I'll put him out of his misery and help him."

Thor chuckled, giving them both an affectionate look. "I must admit, not being able to talk suits him." Loki bared his fangs at the god of thunder, only to be laughed at, once more.

Delilah shifted when the bed sunk beside her at half past midnight. She had spent the majority of the day taking Loki wherever she pleased, snake wrapped around her shoulders. It appeared, though, that he had finally figured out how to ease back out of his reptile form. He patted himself down before sighing in relief. Almost immediately, he pressed himself against Delilah's body.

"Welcome back."

"Good to be here," he rumbled against her neck. "When did you notice I was stuck?"

"When you didn't stab Frank. Or Thor."

"Right." Loki remained silent for a long while and she assumed he had drifted asleep. "Don't make me give it up, please." His voice was so soft she almost assumed it had been a rustle of sheets that had made the noise.

"I'm not going to make you give up your ring."

"I'll get it to work. I had a lot of time to think when I was a snake. I think... I think I have to rely more heavily on my instincts."

"Why's that?"

"Because you do. And you made it. And whenever something happens it's always because of something I did because of you." Delilah made a noise of curiosity. "I wanted to make you breakfast before you woke. Then I wanted a way to stay with you all day without getting in the way. And now I wanted to hold you," he whispered, tightly circling her waist with his hands.

"See? I knew you'd figure it out. Though I did love having snake you around. You were gorgeous."

"Thank you, darling. I'll make it a point to use the form more often."

"Good. I did miss you like this, though. I love you like this the second-most."

"What's the first?"

"As a frost giant. Just as you," she responded through a yawn.

The breath caught in his throat at the confession. Despite himself, his Asgardian form drifted away, leaving her to shudder in her arms. He went to make some distance between them only to lock her arms with his and hold him fast to her body. Loki could feel the goosebumps prickling up on her skin, but she was adamant about keeping him close.

"Back to slumber, doll," he murmured against her hair.

"Mm-hmm. I love you, Loki."

"And I love you, sweet."

[the-other-art-blog]

Hawkeye season finale!!!! SPOILERS

By now I have come to terms with the fact that no matter how much content Marvel gives me of Clint (and Laura), it will never be enough. I just love him too much.

I was satisfied with Wandavision, FATWS and Loki, cause I knew we’re gonna seen them again. But I’m not sure about Clint. Kate, Yelena, Maya, they will come back for sure. However, unless we get a season 2 or some series I don’t see Clint popping up in another project, and even less Laura.

That being said, I pray we get a season 2 announcement. I was hoping to see it at the end of the credits, but nothing. I think a lot of people would love to see them again, even if it’s not as the lead characters. Could they be training the next generation???

I’m gonna be reading as much fanfic content as possible this holidays. Maybe someone will write a coworkers-to-lovers story for ClintxLaura??? I know there are some of them, but it doesn’t hurt to have more.

You know, sometimes dying is the best thing it could happen to someone, at least to save their reputation. Kate’s father died and it made him a saint in her eyes. I know, I KNOW, Eleanor killed Armand, framed Jack and sent Yelena to kill Clint. HOWEVER, it was her husband who got her into that mess. He’s the one who acquired debt from Kingpin. Maybe he was also a shady guy, or maybe he just made horrible decisions and trusted the wrong people.

Clint making his own arrows!!!! YES! YES!!!!!!! Hell yes!!!!!

I love that. Ever since I saw it in the trailers, I was so happy. Clint Barton is so smart and I’m so fucking tired of people thinking of him as a stupid person. In Fury’s words, he’s one of “the sharpest men” he knows.

Also, I love that both Stark and Scott gave him tech. I don’t know how aware of that is Hank Pym, though.

Love Kate labeling the arrows.

Jack vs Armand VII

Eleanor’s dress!

Jack, sweetheart, finally some action from the Swordsman. I still don’t like they didn’t make him Clint’s mentor at the circus. But maybe he can mentor Kate now? I’d allow it.

Yelena and the mother of all braids!!!!

She looked so beautiful and badass.

As someone who loves wearing braids, I need a tutorial for that one!

The whole elevator scene was so funny.

It’s ok if you punch her or try to kill her. But don’t slap Yelena, that’s just too aggressive!

Clint stuck on a tree.

So many bros!!! They just kept coming!

Kate and that bro guy!!!

Clint did the trick with the wood arrow!!!!! I wish we would have gotten Kate’s reaction.

So the owl eat those bros, right? This show is dark.

Scott mention! I can’t believe we never got a bonding scene between Clint and Scott. They would have been bffs, talking about their kids and all. But I think this establishes that they are good friends, not just co workers.

Clint vs Yelena

I feel like Clint spent more time pulling his punches in the MCU than proving how good of a fighter he is. That’s also why it was cool to see him as Ronin. He is effective and deadly when he wants to.

But of course he wasn’t gonna really fight Yelena.

The WHISTLE!!!!!!!!

“You had so much time with her”

It was Nat’s choice!!!

Clint honestly considering Kate his partner!

He made it to Christmas morning!

Clint and Laura!

Agent 19!!! She’s Mockingbird! I think they didn’t want to have AOS fans hating on the show so they only teased it. Bobbi Morse could still exist. I like the theory that Mockingbird is like SHIELD’s Black Widow code. Like an elite female agent.

That last shot and conversation was perfect!

I think I’m in the minority here, but I loved the musical!!!!! It’s so bad that it becomes good. Its ridiculousness makes it good.

Now, there was something pretty disappointing and that was Kingpin. I don’t remember almost anything from Daredevil season 2. But they kept teasing this incredibly dangerous guy. Clint and Laura were genuinely afraid of him.

Yet, an amateur superhero like Kate defeated him in 2 minutes! Plus, he should have died. Kate shot an arrow at his chest, then the explosion! And it’s obvious he’s still alive.

We also never really learned why he was so interested in the watch. What did Laura did that he wanted to know who she was? Clint didn’t even saw him. It was disappointing. Fanfic writers, I’m counting on you.

Also, where is Clint’s backstory?!?!!? I would have really loved to see flashbacks about his difficult childhood and how he overcame that, became a good man, husband and father. It would have given so much more meaning to why he wanted to go back to his family.

Clint is a guy who could have became like his father, he could have continued the cycle of violence, but he didn’t. He also could have been alone, or never married at least. That’s what usually happen in this cases in series and movies. Instead, he became the best husband and dad ever, and a person who is always giving second chances. He’s a tough guy for sure, but he’s also so incredibly loving and caring. And that’s rare.

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Win Or Lose, One Shot

Thank you for the prompts, I thought these went well together! red-fish-from-a-pond submitted: You and Loki have been friends for a while, and get together to play videogames often. One day, both of you get very competitive and start to distract each other to win.

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pamcake21 submitted: What if Loki finds out the reader is ticklish and when he tickles he playfully bites her neck, she moans, giving away that she might want more from him then she's leading on.

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‘You get far too competitive.’ You grumbled at Loki as he was so focused on the screen on front of you both, eyes glued to it as he expertly dodged the banana your character had thrown on front of him as you both raced over the rainbow course.

Getting Loki into Mario Kart had at first been a hilariously good idea. He was rubbish to start with and had almost thrown the controller across the room in a hissy fit at losing all the time. But then he became pretty good, and to your dismay he was as good as you now. The both of you always beat the others, often it was a draw between you both. And sometimes you won, sometimes he won. The rest of the team just flat out refused to play with either of you now.

Loki glanced at your briefly, smirking when he saw your eyes stuck on the screen too and the tip of your tongue poking out as you concentrated.

‘You’re just as bad, Peaches.’ Loki quipped back as you were both now neck and neck on the last round.

‘You are so going down, mushroom head!’ You snarled back at him.

Loki growled deep in his chest in response to that nickname you’d given him. But in defence, it was since he started calling you Peaches because you always went for Princess Peach. You wouldn’t have minded if he called you Princess, but no. So since he was always Toad, you opted for calling him mushroom head. Much to his dismay.

‘Oh god, they’re at it again.’ Natasha sighed when she walked into the room with Wanda. They both just did a complete one eighty and high tailed it out of the room straight away.

You and Loki never even heard them coming in and leaving just as quick.

On this round, you just managed to pip Loki to the post, it helped that you got a triple mushroom boost. Loki huffed and glared at you as you threw your arms up, cheering in victory.

‘Right, my turn to pick a course.’ Loki said decisively and started flicking through the different courses.

‘Oh no… oh god no!’ You whined when he picked Bowser’s castle. It was such a difficult course, you found. You hated it, and he knew that.

‘Oh yes.’ Loki chuckled.

It started out ok, you were doing better than Loki expected you to. Hell, you were doing better than even you expected you would do.

Then you got the golden blue spiked shell, trying to hold back the big grin on your face you bit your lower lip as you released it. You had been in fourth place, Loki was first. But when the shell hit him, he cried out in anger and you were then able to race ahead of him.

‘Was that you? You snivelling little mortal.’ He snarled as he fought to gain second place, right behind you.

‘Me?’ You gasped innocently. ‘I would never do such a thing to my best friend.’

Loki scoffed. ‘You can’t lie to the God of lies, Peaches.’

Then he leaned over towards you and tugged on your hair.

‘Owwww!’ You pouted and almost fell into lava off the bridge, but you were able to save yourself in time. Even though that little Toad raced ahead of you.

‘That’s cheating!’ You reached over and tugged on his hair in retaliation, though it didn’t do much to him.

He was going to let it go, until you got the star boost and you smashed right through him. He growled in annoyance and this time he conjured up an ice cube and slipped it down the back of your top, making you scream loudly at the cold wet cube sliding down your skin.

He laughed wickedly as you rapidly fell back to fifth place and he was able to regain first place.

‘Asshole.’ You muttered under your breath.

You were lucky to get another star boost, so while it was automatically racing ahead for you, you looked over to the side and gasped loudly, pointing to the other side of the room. ‘Look! Natasha and Wanda are running around naked!’

Loki smirked and didn’t move. ‘Nice try, darling.’

You huffed angrily but couldn’t catch up with him. So, you decided to up the game, and feeling rather brave you reached over to Loki’s lap and you copped a feel at his crotch. He made a squeaking noise as his body jolted and eyes widened, you felt his cock harden a bit under all the leather, making you laugh evilly.

He fell rapidly back to last place from the distraction, making you cheer as you raced into second place and removed your hand from him quickly.

‘That’s how you want to play, huh?’ He growled deeply.

You knew you were in trouble by his tone of voice. He reached over to you and grabbed a feel of your right breast, making you gasp at feeling his large hand grabbing you there. You fell back to last place behind Loki, and tried to ignore the heat in your face.

The two of you forgot it was a race against the computers as well. Both of you sporting seventh and eighth place respectively as you kept over taking one another and battling just between the two of you. You both kept trying to distract one another, poking him in the ribs and he would sneak his hand down to your bum to squeeze and distract you.

But then he slid his hand under your top and squeezed your side in a way that wasn’t hard or too soft, but hell it tickled and you let out a squeal as you dived off to the side to get away from him, your controller falling to the floor. He was slightly confused by your reaction at first, but highly amused when he then realised why.

‘My my, Peaches. Are you ticklish?’ He teased, the game now abandoned as both your characters were just stopped in Bowser’s castle, being stomped on now and then by the large stones above you that you were supposed to avoid.

Loki leaned over towards you, but you started scrambling away from him, unable to stop from giggling a little. ‘Loki, no.’ You said firmly but shakily, as if speaking to a dangerous dog.

But Loki had a huge grin on his face as he prowled towards you on his hands and knees. You then tried to roll over and scramble to your feet away from him, he reached out and easily captured your ankle, so he could drag you back towards him.

He dragged you underneath him and loomed over you, sitting on you more so you couldn’t move under his weight.

‘Loki!’ You warned, hands out on front of you to try and protect yourself. But you could see the mischievous glint in his eyes as he hovered his hands over your stomach. Your top had ridden upwards from being dragged to him on the floor.

You tried to stop him, but he was too quick and was able to avoid your flailing hands as he started tickling you. Your stomach got the brunt of it, he had you laughing hysterically in no time. You pleaded with him to have mercy, but he didn’t give in.

He got your sides too, then managed to grab your hands into one of his and he pinned them down above you.

‘This is such fun, much more fun than a silly videogame.’ He growled deep and started attacking your underarms, one of your most ticklish spots.

After a while, he released your hands and started tickling over your ribs. You managed to turn around onto your front and tried to pull yourself out from under him while laughing, but that just made him focus on your hips instead. He alternated between light tickles and firmer ones, digging into your skin. Both ways made you lose your mind completely.

You weren’t sure how, but you managed to actually get out from under him. But as you sat up on your knees, he moved in behind you again and wrapped his arms around you, as if in a hug. But with his arms trapping you, he tickled your sides again, making you scream and laugh.

But then, he playfully bit down on your neck, instead of getting more screams out of you like he expected, you moaned so loudly that even you were shocked.

He paused his fingers on your sides in surprise.

‘My my, Peaches.’ He hummed once he got his brain back in gear. ‘First you instigated some filthy foul play by grabbing my crotch, now you’re moaning beautifully while I bite and tickle you… Is there something you’re not telling me?’ He whispered darkly into your ear, making you tremble badly, and he felt it.

You swallowed thickly and turned your head slightly towards him. ‘I… I don’t know what you’re on about.’ You said quietly.

He grinned and reached up to stroke your cheek with the tips of his fingers, making your skin tingle. ‘Oh, we both know full well that you do, Princess.’

When he called you Princess, your whole body felt weak and turned to jelly.

The way he was looking at you, you couldn’t help yourself. You glanced at his lips, then into his eyes. He grinned and his tongue slipped out to wet his lips as he did the same and glanced at yours. Then you both leaned in closer to each other and finally kissed, his hand slid round to the back of your neck to take more control of the kiss as his tongue slipped into your mouth to seek yours out.

You moaned into him, making him chuckle against you.

After the mind-blowing kiss, you both laughed lightly and hugged each other as he turned you around to face him fully. You opened your eyes as your chin was on his shoulder, his hands rubbing your back softly. You saw the screen of the video game, your characters still there, waiting.

Biting your lip, you couldn’t resist. You leaned back and slid away from him. Crawling quickly back to your controller, you almost had it before he realised exactly what you were doing. And he grabbed your legs and dragged you back towards him again.

‘Noooo!’ You cried out with laughter as you reached aimlessly for the controller. But it was soon out of reach as Loki had you back in his grasp, while laughing he turned you around and lay over the top of you fully, holding your face gently in one hand he kissed you again.

‘This time, we both lose.’ He purred over your lips.

You giggled against him and nodded, wrapping your arms around his neck as you both kissed some more.

But you didn’t lose. Not really. It was more of a win in your eyes, for sure.

[tinyyoungblood]

ugliest, strangest, and most magnificent | p.parker

➭ headcanon

summary: the avengers and their handwriting

pairing: peter parker x avenger!reader

warnings: language, mention of suicide letter, pure chaos and crack

a/n: none of these are canon, i’m just having too much fun. but i promise i’m still working on a proper fic lol enjoy x

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right off the bat, peter’s handwriting is awful. let’s not kid ourselves, that boy is a genius and could not care less about how his notes look like. it’s like he has taken on a very personal quest to compete with every doctor in the country to see who can be the most incoherent. it’s scary

it’s so bad that no one even asks peter for his class notes anymore because, well, for one thing, that boy barely attends classes, and for another, trying to make out what it says will blind you and permeate your eyelids

it is worse than staring death in the face (source: “still horrified and sad” loki)

y/n is probably the only person who can read peter’s medical shorthand. she has absolutely zero (0) problems reading it and the avengers are BAFFLED

she can pick up peter’s notebooks and read them aloud like they’re typed in double spaced 12 pt. times new roman

no she will not explain how or why

this one time, peter helped morgan make really ~extravagant~ christmas cards with glitter and fake snow (it was GREAT) but since she’s like 4 and can’t write, he wrote sweet little words inside the cards for her and then gave it to tony and steve

tony, with tears in his eyes: “this is beautiful, thank you. i’ve never seen anything more beautiful”

steve, whispering: “your eyes are burning too, right?” “i can’t even tell if it’s nonsensical symbols or witchcraft???”

tony’s handwriting is surprisingly neat? like, actually…quite nice

no one really knows why, but he has this thing where the letters just have to be the same size, on a straight line, and tilting at the same angle otherwise he will have a nervous breakdown and fight you in the nearest parking lot (as you do when being confronted with any inconvenience as a grown adult and avenger)

but because that is too stressful, tony barely writes down anything. ever. he just tells F.R.I.D.A.Y. to set a reminder and calls it a day. last time he picked up a pen was in 2009 and that was just because he couldn’t reach an itching spot on his back

the one time he does write something down though, hell breaks loose

“wait is tony holding a pen?” “tony are you writing? am i seeing things? are you ok—are you dying?? let me get the others DON’T MOVE” *distant crashing sound* “gUYS—”

two seconds later, everyone is huddled around tony, straining their necks, and trying to get a glimpse at his little piece of paper

“what do you think it is? a love letter?” “maybe a heartfelt complaint” “probably a plan for world domination” “he’s got those on flash drives, it’s a suicide note” “it’s a grocery list. fuck you guys”

thor has the handwriting of a little child

it’s precious. it makes all his letters and postcards from Out Of Space™️ look like they were written using the comic sans font. he also adds an excessive amount of stardust. it’s wonderful

steve’s handwriting is your typical average jo. he’s an ~artist~ and he is american so he mainly writes in capital letters because he thinks it’s Patriotic and Aesthetically Pleasing

he’s also the only one who will pick up the newspaper in the morning, but it’s mainly because of the crossword puzzles because!! boy oh boy!! he LOVES them!!

he thinks they are SPLENDID and MIND STIMULATING and even though he does have the brains for it, sometimes there are gaps that he just can’t fill, so he writes down anything in fat capital block letters and casually thrusts it in other people’s faces

then he runs off so no one can see his actual answers like cardi b being a jeopardy star

bucky barnes has the handwriting of a founding father

the others find out about this because y/n had asked him to write down a recipe for her since she had broken her arm, so he did, but she just never had the chance to look at it

until one day, y/n whips out that recipe out in the kitchen and peter is standing behind her

“is that……the constitution??”

it’s not, but bucky really got into calligraphy when he was in wakanda. at first, he only did it for fun during his free time with the goats

but now he feels confident in his cursive and doesn’t see why he shouldn’t use it daily

and the more bucky practices, the more he ~dresses up~ his letters

so what starts out as readable-to-the-average-person cursive turns into what looks like 9 loops and random swirls of hell

he LOVES it

and the avengers can tell that he loves it so they keep making up excuses for him to write out stuff for them just to see the little glint in his eyes

“bucky, can you sign this for me?” “why?” “no reason” “peter, i’m not your legal guardian? aunt may has to sign this” “just write down her name” “what??” “i can see you want to. just do it” *proceeds to happily forge signature*

it doesn’t even matter that everyone kinda struggles to read bucky’s pretentious cursive. it’s beautiful. and if you squint really hard, you’ll get the gist

“y/n, bucky left me a sticky note that just says punk. do you know why?” “does it matter? it looks like a prop from a period drama. frame it”

the only person who’s not impressed by bucky’s handwriting is tony alias mr. practical

tony needs everyone to fill out some forms and while handing them out, he looks bucky directly in the eyes to say “and make sure us peasants can read it”

but one day, when tony’s sick and stuck in his room, peter and y/n have the idea to make a little card for tony to wish him a speedy recovery and everyone has to sign it and write a little message

so that’s how tony ends up with the ugliest, strangest, and most magnificent card the world has ever seen. ~handmade~ by the avengers

there’s stardust, and glitter, and neon paint, and a clash of 20 very distinctive and one-of-a-kind handwritings

tony tries to brush it off, but to this day it may or may not still be on his night stand at all times so he can look at it every night before going to bed <3

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am i going to make a series out of this even tho no one asked for it? yes. yes, i am. i hope you guys like reading them just as much as i like writing them bc i’m not going to stop lol thanks for reading! stay hydrated <3