not as exciting as thor though

But Thor and Dizzee are just so absolutely beautiful together.

Thor goes to all of his shows and he is so excited for them. You can tell ho genuinely happy he is to see his man doing something in his element, even though he didn’t know about this part of his life before. He embraces it because it’s important to Dizzee so it’s important to him.  And Dizzee always just looks at Thor with such wonderment like my child legit dropped the mic when he saw him. And Dizzee is just so romantic when it comes to Thor he’s the grand gestures, paint him stories, write it on the city lights if he could. 

And they are just so incredibly in love. 

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Tom Hiddleston Reveals Why Loki Isn't Impressed By Doctor Strange
If you were one of the millions who saw Doctor Strange, then you know the sorcerer has a bit of a bone to pick with Loki.

The film’s post-credit scene saw Doctor Strange meet with Thor who was on the hunt for his brother, and the magical hero was quick to take a few shots at the devious Frost Giant. Later this year, fans will likely get to see how Doctor Strange does with Loki when Thor: Ragnarok makes its way to theaters, but don’t expect the latter to be impressed by Strange’s gifts.

According to Tom Hiddleston, Loki will be rather apathetic towards Doctor Strange’s mystical powers.

Recently, the actor sat down for an interview with IGN where he was asked about Loki’s reaction to characters like Doctor Strange. In the Marvel Cinematic Universe, much of what has kept Loki unique is his magical gifts, so the entrance of beings like Strange and even Hela could be a threat to Loki. However, Hiddleston doesn’t seem to think that’s the case.

“I think he probably dismisses Strange,” Hiddleston said about Loki. “Yes, his sorcery is very impressive, but Loki’s been doing that for century so who cares? But Hela is a different beast and full of surprises. [She] actually might have been someone with whom he actually got along, but the circumstances have changed.”

As for what those circumstances are, fans will have to wait and see. So far, it looks like Hela will force Loki to work alongside his brother out of self-interest and desire to stay alive. Hiddleston has hinted Hela would be one of the main factors which reunited the brothers in Thor: Ragnarok.

“At the beginning of Ragnarok, Thor has a lot of questions, and Loki - true to form - is not that forthcoming with many answers. But hammers are involved and the stakes are raised,” Hiddleston told IGN.

“Cate Blanchett is playing the goddess of death who brings destruction in her wake. It’s the kind of destruction that both Thor and Loki have never seen, on a scale of terror they’ve never ever seen before. So, they fall back on their brotherhood fractured though it is to see what they can do to stop her.

Are you excited to see what could be Hiddleston’s final portrayal of Loki? Let us know with your vote in our Anticipation Rankings! It is currently ranked at #9 on all of ComicBook.

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Being In A Relationship With Loki Laufeyson Would Go A Little Something Like.....

Requested by @rindulacre! Thanks!!^.^

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In The Beginning…

~ Loki avoids you like the plague. There is no way he’s attracted to a weak, fragile, mortal. Even if you do have beautiful eyes and a stunning smile and the way you laugh makes his breath catch in his chest like he’s been hit with his brother’s hammer. Nope. He’s not attracted. Not at all.

~ He does a pretty good job of avoiding you until he sees you talking with Thor one day and it sets him off

~ Loki takes immediate action and interrupts the (completely innocent) conversation your having with Thor to ask you on a date, something that couldn’t make Thor happier

~ Later Loki has to ask Thor what exactly a date entails as he has no idea what he’s doing

~ Your first date consists of Loki arriving right on time with a large bouquet of your favorite flowers. 

~ He takes you to a carnival where you introduce him to all kinds of new foods (most of which he is extremely hesitant to try). You also drag him through the house of mirrors and onto most of the rides. He wins you a huge stuffed tiger at a booth that is obviously rigged (he swears he didn’t use magic though). And at the end of the night you share a kiss at the top of the Ferris Wheel as fireworks go off in the back ground.

~ Loki takes you out on only three more movie worthy dates before asking if you would like to “go steady” 

As A New Couple…

~ Everyone thinks you guys are joking until Loki pulls you in for a deep kiss to prove them wrong

~ Thor is so excited he drags you and Loki out on a double date with him and Jane. (Most of the night is spent with you and Jane in tears of laughter as the two brothers try to top each others embarrassing stories about the other).

~ Loki is constantly sending you flowers and poetic handwritten notes

~  Loki is an extremely jealous person and every time he even sees someone look at you too long he pulls you in for a passionate kiss until he knows whoever was looking gets the point

~ Loki never lets you out of his sight because he knows there’s some serious people after him, and he doesn’t really trust anyone else to protect you like he would

~ After eight months of being together Loki takes you to Asgard to meet his parents. It’s when he sees the approval and excitement in his mother’s eyes that he knows it’s the right time to ask you to move in with him.

As An Established Couple Who Lives Together…

~ Your apartment is absolutely covered in bookshelves which are not only full of books (both Midgardian and Asgardian) but also little trinkets Loki has collected from all nine realms. 

~ Loki talks in his sleep. Sometimes it’s random things, but mostly he quotes really strange lines from poems and books. He once quoted the entire first act of Hamlet

~ Whenever he thinks you’re not looking Loki will “cheat” with his chores and just use magic

~  You two spend a lot of nights on your apartment roof, stargazing as Loki tells you stories about the history of Asgard and the other realms

~ You love getting to introduce Loki to new Midgardian things. The best thing so far has been when you went camping and introduced him to s’mores. Loki ended up freaking out so bad when his marshmellow caught on fire that he ended up freezing your entire fire

~ Loki has come home on more than a handful of occasions to find you using his cape as a blanket

~ Loki has a “hidden” stash of girl scout cookies. He hides them on the top shelf of his closet

~ It’s one of those nights after Loki has read you to sleep when he’s carding his fingers through your hair and he can feel the smile on his face when it hits him. He realizes how much you trust him as you look so happy and peaceful and vulnerable curled into his side without care of who he was or what he did to get here by your side and he feels a warmth in his chest he hasn’t felt in years.

Which Leads To…

~ Loki taking a secret trip to Asgard in order to ask Odin and Frigga if he can permanently borrow one of the many rings locked away in the royal vaults in order to make you his queen

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Hey folks, Paul here for MOTION MONDAY! I had fun making today’s GIFs… but this post might have killed my laptop. (Lots of quirks and crashes in the last 24 hours… always back up your work!)

Today’s focus is timing, specifically hang-time, and how it gives airborne objects a sense of gravity. I’m not gonna type much, so hopefully these GIFs speak for themselves. Enjoy!

With hang-time:

Without hang-time:

[Expressions: you know this is wrong, why are you doing this Paul]

Hang-time is the main focus here, but there are also other factors to consider…

  • Follow-through: notice in the top example, big baby Thundercluck has extra fluidity because his body changes direction first, then his wings and tail change direction afterwards. This can add a lot of life to characters with hair, tails, scarves, etc.

  • Squash-and-stretch: again in the top example, Thundercluck stretches when he’s moving fast, and squashes when he slows down (mostly when Brunhilde catches him). This is often used on bouncing ball animations, but it can add life to characters, too!

  • Arc motion: this isn’t showcased by either example because Thundercluck’s only moving vertically. If he were also moving side to side, though, it’d be crucial for his path to follow an arc. (Think upside-down “U,” not right-side-up “A.”)

These are among Disney’s “12 Basic Principles of Animation.” I’m planning to demonstrate another principle next week, likely one of the three “other factors” listed right above. If anyone has a request, let me know!

Thanks for watching, and be sure to check back… on the next exciting episode of Chicken Ball Z MOTION MONDAY!

valentine’s day engagement

pairing: thor x reader

plot: Thor takes the reader to Asgard on Valentine’s Day to meet his parents and the people from Asgard start calling the reader their princess. When they get back to Thor’s bedroom they start to make out and Thor was about to stop before things got really heated because he knew the reader was a virgin and he didn’t want to pressure them but the reader tells Thor they’re ready to have sex with him.

Originally posted by avengers-of-mirkwood

 Meeting your significant others family was always nerve wrecking but knowing they were gods made it it ten times more nerve wrecking. Sure you have met Thor’s friends when he brought them to earth and they instantly loved you, these were his parents. Thor told you not to worry when he told you his plans to bring you to Asgard on Valentine’s Day. Although he had some duties in Asgard that day he didn’t want you to be alone on the holiday.

“Do not worry my love, my parents will love you.” Thor reassured you and he placed a kiss on your forehead before you guys entered the palace.

You were fascinated as Thor gave you a tour of the place he calls home. “Ah here you are. Mother, father this is my gorgeous girlfriend y/n. Y/n these are my parents.” Thor was beaming with pride as he introduced you to his parents.

“It is so nice to finally meet you y/n. Thor has told us so much about you and I must say he is lucky to have you in his life.” Frigga gave you a warm hug and you instantly felt loved just being in her embrace.

“Yes everyone in the kingdom has heard so much about you thanks to Thor and his friends.” Odin added on. You were a little scared when odin approached you and gave you a hug. It was nowhere near as warm and loving like when Frigga but Thor did warn you about him so you understand. “Thor you have some duties to attend to, you may bring y/n with you if you wish.”

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Essays in Existentialism: Comic Con

please write a famous!clexa, dating, but on dif shows at comic con au.Dif schedules. Then “FOUND MA GURL”

“I’m currently filming something not comic related in Georgia,” Clarke explained, smiling as the reporter began to ask even more. “But I can’t wait to get back to the sequel. It’s going to be bigger and just… I can promise it will be mighty. That’s the best word for it.”

She dazed in and out of words, the jet lag and schedule creeping up on her slowly. Her bones ached and she barely had time to put on new clothes on the way over from the airport, but she smiled and laughed and was only relieved when she saw her cast mates that she would see in a few months to start the sequel, but had been away from since the wrap. 

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A regular day out.

This one is for @bootymebetter​, kinda based on the idea you sent:

“I have an idea for fluff? Maybe you could like do something where all the avengers people and stuff have movie nights or are generally just good friends and mess each other around a lot. Like, you could even write something like a day in the life of a normal avenger xD or even write what they think or dream a normal day for them is like i.e. ice cream on the beach with their friends or out for schwarma and beer and jollyness xD “

I really liked the idea of the Avengers trying to have a regular day, and how their idea of regular might be a little different to everyone else’s. Thank you for such an awesome idea!


A regular day out. That’s the plan, just a normal day. No mission today, no training, no need to be superheroes. We’re going to be just regular guys ‘n’ gals, doing regular stuff, like regular people. Brunch, a trip out, a walk in the park. Regular.

So, we start the day off with brunch. That’s a thing now, apparently. Back in the ‘30s, if you got up late on a Sunday, you skipped breakfast and went straight to church to atone for your tardiness. Now, you get up late, they got a special meal just for you. Howard shoulda put that into his Expo!

So, it’s me, and Buck, Sam and Nat, we’re sitting in this café eating eggs and croissants and bacon, drinking coffee, talking. It’s nice. Regular. We’re talking about sports and weather and politics and movies. Sam’s laughing at how little me and Buck know, what with being 70 years out of time; Nat’s making the usual jokes about films we haven’t seen, then Sam’s explaining them, which makes Nat roll her eyes. It’s nice. I’m sitting by the window and the sun’s shining on me, got my legs stretched out, one arm across the back of Buck’s chair, the other’s holding a steaming cup of coffee. The sky’s blue, the birds are flying past, the people outside are… the people are running. And screaming.

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Pinned Down - [Extended Ending]

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Featuring: Clint, Tony, Natasha, Thor, Bucky, Sam and Bruce.
Rating: Mature
Summary: Reader and Steve face the Avengers, who are a bit too much over excited about their love confession.
Words Count: 1k
Genre: SFW - Fluff
Warnings: Obviously, light mentions of sex and mentions of Winter Window, because I’m a comic book trash! Though, I do not ship anyone in the MCU, so this is literally the first and last time a non-canon couple (on screens) is appearing in my fics.
Author’s Note: Another extended ending? I know, but I like writing those.

Originally posted by mysharona1987

Pinned Down*

“Where are they?” You asked, looking around you as Steve held your hand and you walked through the hallways of an empty Avengers compound.

“No mission planned today,” he furrowed his brows, “I’m sure they’re hiding something.”

“Stop being so suspicious,” you giggled and stood on your toes to peck his cheek.

The night before, Steve and you had finally confessed your feelings for each other and since then, you had successfully avoided the Avengers who had been informed by Friday about your little moment inside the training room.

You directly went to the super soldier’s bedroom and spent the night with him, either talking or kissing or just enjoying his presence. In the morning, he’d asked you to stay with him in his day off and you sneaked outside the compound to go to Brooklyn for the entire afternoon.

“Looks like we’re alone,” you concluded and left his hand until you reached the private wing of the building where your team had gotten used to gather every day like a family.

“Just you and me, huh?” The super soldier lowered his voice, coming dangerously closer to your standing figure and you decided to play along.

“No, Steve.” At each step forward he took, you took a step back. “Stop this, stop doing this.”

“I’m not doing anything yet,” he smiled as you were backed against a wall. “I’ll tell you what I’m going to do if you stop biting that beautiful lip.”

Steve laid his hands on the wall, on each side of your body and his face loomed over yours. Feeling welcomingly trapped, you gave in, looking intently into his gorgeous baby blue eyes.

“What is it?” You asked breathlessly as you shivered, feeling his breath tickling your ear.

“I am going to-”

“Eat. I’m hungry,” you pecked his lips and winked, wiggling out of his hold easily.

“What, you weren’t supposed to do that, Y/N!” He followed you with widened eyes and you turned around, laughing as he began to run after you.

Your boyfriend was closely behind as you rushed inside the kitchen and you tried to find a way to escape, yet his hand enveloping yours stopped you and he pulled you to his chest.

“Where do you think you’re going?” He smiled and you nipped your bottom lip between your teeth, inviting him to kiss you, but he only took his time to appreciate your features.

You pouted lightly and he chuckled, finally leaning to attach your lips together. Your fingers interlacing with his, your breath became one and his lips were unrealistically soft, warm and plumped, melting your whole body as he deepened the kiss, holding you close to his body.

“I love you,” your boyfriend whispered against your skin and his hands slid to your sides.

“I love you too,” you murmured, pressing your foreheads together.

Steve’s grip on your waist got tighter as he lifted you up, setting you on the counter in the middle of the kitchen. You smiled and tugged him by the collar of his sweater, pulling him into the passionate kiss you wanted so badly and you lost yourself in his sighs, tasting him again.

“FINALLY!” A certain group referred as ‘Earth’s Mightiest Heroes’ yelled from the other side of the room and you yelped, immediately pulling back from Steve as a shade of pink spread across his cheeks.

“It’s getting hot in here,” Clint laughed.

America’s sweetheart took a couple of steps away, brushing his lips with his fingers like he had traces of lipstick, and you only turned your head to see the team smirking or grinning like proud children catching their parents doing something they had forbidden.

“We knew it, our ship is sailing!” Tony cheered and popped open a bottle of expensive champagne he kept for special occasions.

“I’m glad, you both deserve to be happy,” Natasha smiled, hugging you and your boyfriend.

“Uh… thanks,” you beamed and glanced at Steve, who shrugged.

“So, can you explain what happened last night?” Clint asked, smirking and he sat beside the counter, moving you aside with his thighs.

“We were training and-”

“I didn’t know training involved such moans,” the redhead arched a brow.

“Actually, Pepper and I used to practice the same-”

“Stop!” Thor interrupted the billionaire and smiled at you. “Y/N, confessed her feelings and that is all that matters at this moment, Stark. Not you.”

“You told Thor about how you felt?” Steve raised an eyebrow, crossing his arms with a smile.

“You did the same with Natasha, didn’t you?” You shrugged, jumping out and he chuckled.

“You are so cute it makes me sick,” Bucky commented and faked to throw up.

“Shut up, Buck,” your boyfriend threatened and his best friend slapped his shoulder, laughing.

“Relax, pal. I’m glad you finally found the girl you dreamed of.”

“And so you did,” you wiggled your brows, your head nodding towards Natasha and she immediately went back to pouring a glass of champagne, smiling lightly.

“Yeah, Barnes, don’t you have something to say?” Sam added, teasing and you all gave them a knowing look, urging the secret couple to respond.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” the brunette scoffed and you rolled your eyes, wrapping your arm around Steve’s back and he held you close to him.

“I saw you doing the walk of shame the other day,” you revealed.

“What, me? Ah… no… I- um- fell asleep in the living room and-”

“Come on, you gotta admit you and Romanoff have a thing.” Bruce interrupted, surprising everyone as he joined something that usually bothered him.

“My bedroom is below Tasha’s and I can tell what I heard should be rated R.”

“What happens isn’t your business, Barton!” Natasha cried and Bucky smiled, joining her.

“Oh, how the tables have turned,” Steve grinned and the spy threw a spoon in his direction.

“Guys, let’s not forget the real and first topic of our discussion!” Tony clapped his hands, finally putting an end to the conversation and the blonde super soldier sent him a glare.

“Steve and I are dating; the rest is none of your concern.” You blurted out and tipped on your toes to kiss his lips softly, earning some whistles.

“Wait, where are Vision and Wanda?”


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We Found Love

Characters : Tom Hiddleston x Reader

Song : Thinking Out Loud by Alex G

Summary : You were just a college girl trying to make a living for herself in LA. It was beyond scary. But after getting a great opportunity to go out to the premiere for Thor, you were able to meet amazing people, and one that would forever change your life. Now three years later, you were getting ready for your wedding day. 

A/N : Requested by anon. I really hope who ever sent this in, enjoys it! xx.

Originally posted by proudhiddlestoner

You felt your stomach twist and churn and nerves filled you. Though you tried to shake it, you couldn’t. You were excited to marry your best friend, the guy who has been nothing but perfect and yet you were extremely nervous. 

“You ready?” Your best friend asked. 

You took in a deep breath and nodded. Today was going to be a day you would never forget. 

The doors slowly swung open, and the music began to play. Your heart was pounding profusely, but as you laid your eyes on him, all your worries, all your nerves disappeared. As well as his. 

The second he laid his eyes on you, he couldn’t help but choke up. The tears stained his cheeks as he stared endlessly at you. He couldn’t believe he was marrying the most beautiful girl he has ever seen. Watching you giggle to yourself, he knew right there he was beyond the luckiest man on earth. And he couldn’t be more thankful to have you. 

He flashed a soft smile, trying to hold his composure as you started down the aisle. His stomach fluttered with every step you took. 

The closer you got to him, the less you were able to fight the tears. 

Reaching him, he let out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and smiled. His tears slightly blurring his vision. “You look beautiful.” he mouthed. 

And just like that, it was just you two. Everyone else around you disappeared into oblivion, and you were only able to see him. 


“How did I get so lucky? Before I met you, I felt lonelier than ever. I was beginning to feel as though I would never find someone to grow old with. But then you were standing there, in a beautiful blue dress, shivering because it was so cold.” You along with everyone else chuckled simultaneously. “And I gave you my jacket to stay warm. Though I was freezing my butt off, I would do it all over again just to see that smile that made me fall for you.” He began to feel the knot form in the back of his throat, causing him to choke up once again. He took in a deep breath, as you flashed a soft smile at him, tears streaming down your cheeks. “You showed me what it was to love, to really love someone. And I cant thank you enough for being the reason I wake up every morning.” 

He took a moment to catch a breath, as you wiped his tears. “I vow from this day on to never give up. To show you every day just how amazing you are, and remind you that I love you, even when you are annoyed with me. I will always love you until the moment I take my last breath.” 

You were such a mess, that you weren’t even sure if you could say your vows. But you somehow managed to pull yourself together. 

“Tom, I cant begin to describe just how whole and loved I feel since you came into my life. I was so caught up with work, and school that I took life for granted. But since I met you, you have shown me what life is truly about. I had lost myself, and you brought me back.” Your voice was shaky, along with your breathing. “I love you so much, and I promise to continue putting us first. I promise to never go to bed angry and to do the dishes whenever you cook.” 

He let out a soft chuckle, his cheeks aching from smiling so much. 

“I love you.” He mumbled. 

“I love you too.” You whispered. 

The pastor asked for the rings to be slipped on. And though you were shaking, you were able to place it on to his finger. 

Originally posted by moan-s

“I now pronounce you Husband and Wife. You may now kiss the bride.” 

He cupped your face, and pulled you crashing his lips to yours. Cheers and laughter filled the air. You were both on cloud nine, not able to stop smiling. 


The night was nothing but laughter and smiles along with a few tears shed from family and friends. It was such a fairytale. From the first dance, to the speeches, to cutting the cake and dancing the night away with everyone. 

You and Tom would constantly get lost in each other, falling more and more in love. which you didn’t think was possible. 

But as hours passed, it was time to leave. 

Walking out, you were greeted by everyone lined up one each side with sparkles pointed high in the sky. It was such a bittersweet send off, but you were happy to spend alone time with Tom. 

You waved goodbye, still hand in hand as you walked down the short hill where your car waited. 

“I’ll race you.” You raised a brow at him. 

“Are you sure? With your heels?” He chuckled. 

You held on to his shoulder as you removed your shoes and held them in your hand. “Okay, go!” 

You both darted off down the grassy field. Laughing loudly, feeling the warm breeze breeze against you. 

Tom was the first to reach the car just a second before you. As he turned around, you ran straight into his arms. Squealing as you smiled from ear to ear. He lifted you off the ground and spun you around, pressing his lips to yours. 

Originally posted by mariaslittlestuff

“I love you, Y/N Hiddleston.” He whispered. 

“I love you too.”

A Better Date Than You

Kara hated her parents.

Okay, not really, but right now she was seriously considering dinging her father’s prized possession – an old, pristine Mustang that he’d kept running for years – with her bike…or maybe his favorite putter. Yeah, probably that.

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I Thought You Loved Storms?| T.O

Originally posted by spaceeblack

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The light that filtered into the room was a grim gray, not the usual bright golden streams that I was used to in the New York summers. The steady patter of rain echoed outside the tower, hitting the windowpane in a steady beat. The warm cup of tea I held in my hands steamed, creating a red pallet to my cold cheeks. I found comfort in the dreariness of the day, the rain steadying. Thor’s gentle snores caressed my ears and a subtle smile touching my lips. The god had been, what I assumed, hammered last night-no pun intended of course.

He had stumbled up to my room, knocking loudly. "Lady Y/N!“ he had called through the thick wood that blocked us. 

I had been on my laptop at the time, simply relaxing. The rest of the Avengers had decided to have a gathering. By gathering, in Tony’s standards, it was a party with only the 7 of us-excluding Mary. I was never one for drinking, and the thought of getting absolutely shit-faced and waking up with a killer hangover wasn’t very inviting. So I had retired early, after only one beer, and curled up in my soft pajama’s, making small conversation with JARVIS.

Thor had requested to stay in my room that night, claiming he barley made it here without throwing up the contents of his stomach. Reluctantly, I agreed. Immediately, Thor had fallen asleep, spread across my bed. I was in no mood to wake him, seeming as he needed sleep more than I did. So I had settled on the floor. I never usually slept long, always haunted by the dreams of past missions. However, curiously enough I had woken up this morning on my bed in Thor’s arms. It was still a mystery how I had gotten there. I had I sleep walked? Did Thor bring me into the bed? Whatever it was, it set my heart on edge.

I had been crushing on Thor for a while, perhaps since I had first laid eyes on him. I admired his bravery and willingness to go into battle, though his excitement didn’t blind him. He was sweet, always putting others before him. It wasn’t his personality that had only caught my attention, though. His tall stature had enticed me, the mystery that was purely him. But I couldn’t dwell on him forever. I had better things to focus on. Missions, school, social life, I couldn’t let my crush get the best of me, though it was probably too late.

"Lady Y/N?”

 I started, the drink in my mug sloshing. "O-Oh, good-morning T-Thor, you startled me.“ I stumbled, turning in my seat at the window ledge.

 Thor’s form was breathtaking, even in the early morning and moments of hazy hangovers. His long hair was ruffled, though still framed his face perfectly. His blue eyes were hazy, inspecting the room, then going back to me. He was shirtless, I noticed. He hugged a pillow to his chest, pressing his nose into the soft cloth, and with a skipping heart, I realized it was my pillow.

"Good-morning Lady Y/N. Thank you for your hospitality in letting me stay here. It was very kind of you after my…em, embarrassing behavior last night.”

 I smiled gently, setting my mug on a table. “It’s ok Thor. I understand.” I slipped from my seat, gathering the glass of water and advil I had collected only moments before. 

“Here. I brought something for your…headache.” Thor winced from the reminder. "Ah, yes. I am only fortunate for your kindness and this dim light.“ A blush lit my cheeks. 

"Yeah. I always loved rainy days.” I looked out the window once more, watching an arc of lightning race across the sky, followed by the clap of thunder.

Thor’s bellowing laugh echoed through my room. “Lady Y/N, you seem quite fond of the weather. Interested, perhaps. Why is this?” It took a moment for me to pull away from the window and look to Thor, considering his question.

 Why did I like stormy days so much? I bit my lip. Because the the bright forks of lightning that ripped open the sky reminded me of Thor when he fought with his hammer, the power that raced through his body. The thunder reminded me of his booming laugh when I told him a corny joke, whether he understood it or not. Because the splatter of rain across the earth was the same stormy grey of his eyes that sparkled when something caught his fancy.

But I could never tell him this. “Because the I love being able to cuddle up inside, where it is warm and dry, and relax.” I told him, my eyes falling to the carpet beneath my toes.

 Also grey. In my line of vision, I could see Thor’s head cock to the side. “You are lying m'lady.” Thor mused, leaning back into the pillows.

 My head snapped to attention. 

“W-what?” I stuttered, crossing my arms defensively. 

“I am not.”

 "Yes you are.“

 Thor clapped his hands like an amused child.

 "It would be wonderful to hear the truth, Lady Y/N. If you are ok to speak it.” I hesitated. 

“I-I’m not.” I sighed, turning away from the large man before me. Thor deflated.

Guilt tugged at my chest. Did Thor think I didn’t trust him now? Did he think I didn’t want to be his friend because of my hostile attitude? I found myself overthinking the whole situation, then suddenly blurting out the truth.

 "The truth is, Thor, that I like rainy days because they remind me of you. They are powerful and bittersweet, just like you. They can bring you a sense of danger, though also security, just like you. And I love them. Just like…“ 

"You." 

Thor finished quietly. My hands reached up, covering my mouth in horror. What had I done? I had just revealed the biggest secret of my lifetime, revealed my first love to, well, my first love!

"I-I’m so sorry!” I squeaked, pressing myself against the crook of the wall.

 My eyes were wide with unmasked fear. I was more afraid than I had ever been on any mission. During missions, there was always a plan. A back up plan. A plan for capture, a plan for escape. But on this, I was on my own. Making my own decisions. There was no back up plan. No escape plan. Just a now plan, that I made up as I went along. 

“I’m sorry Thor, I-I didn’t mean too! I just…f-felt b-bad b-because…” I trailed off as Thor rose from my bed. 

His expression was thoughtful, eyebrows furrowed as he gazed at me. “Lady Y/N, have you proclaimed your love for me?” He questioned mildly.

My I covered my face with my hands, though nodded slowly. I didn’t dare speak, afraid I would only ruin everything further. Then, Thor laughed. I felt my heart shatter. This was joke. All a joke. Of course he didn’t care that I loved him. He didn’t love me. I was just some young, stupid girl to him, who couldn’t even- Large hands encased my own, gently unmasking my face. I kept my eyes tightly shut, afraid to face the still-chuckling Thor. 

“Lady Y/N?” Thor asked kindly. I shook my head. 

“Lady Y/N, I am not angry.” I still refused to face the god. Thor sighed and his hands left my own. I instantly missed the loss of warmth that had encased me.

Then, his touch was back. His thumb gently traced up my cheek, outlining my cheekbone, then my jaw, then my lips.

 "Lady Y/N.“ His voice was deeper, seductive. I finally looked up. Thor’s plump lips were drawn between his teeth, eyes masked with what I could only identify as lust. 

"I am not angry.” he repeated, bringing his face closer. His hands cupped my cheeks and my eyes fluttered, almost closed. 

“I-I.." 

Where could I have started? Then, he pressed his mouth to my own. The kiss was so sudden I gasped into the mans mouth, hands flying up to cup his own. Thor’s lips moved mine in a steady dance, to which I found myself moving alone.

My eyes finally closed. My body slumped against Thor’s, who easily caught me in his strong arms. I pulled our interlocked fingers away, trailing them up Thor’s toned chest, feeling the rough skin beneath the pads. I traced every crevice of muscle I found until I grasped his broad shoulders. I could feel the muscle shifting beneath my palms, causing my stomach to flutter. The crack of lightning startled me and I pulled from Thor, drawing myself close to him. Thor’s chest rose and fell quickly with light chuckles as he encased me in safety. 

"Lady Y/N, I though you loved storms?” he teased. I hummed, my nose brushing against his warm skin. 

“No, I love you.”

anonymous asked:

oh my god yes, someone finally said it. i fucking hate this fandom's double standards. it made me HATE stucky over a year ago, because they were everyhwere and "the only right pair", people who didnt like them were considered idiots, same with people who didnt think that 'thewinter soldier' was the best movie. it was like the rule of the fandom - this movie is like a bible lmao. and now it's the same thing with steve. i freaking hate him and i cant stand people who stan him and worship him

I actually came into this fandom because of Stucky, CA:TWS was the movie that finally made me aware of Marvel even though I had seen Iron Man and Thor but I have never been as excited for a movie as I was for CA:TWS and I immediately started shipping Steve and Bucky.

But it didn’t took me long to find a fault with the fans. It’s only been like two years for me in this fandom and I never even wrote Steve/Bucky. I read a lot, I kept quiet and then I found Tony blogs and that was it for me.

I started writing for WinterIron and I have met so many amazing people because of it and I feel welcome in a way I never did in the Stucky fandom.

By now I don’t even read Stucky anymore, my brain just immediately goes ‘Ugh, who cares’ and it’s definitely not because of Bucky.

Steve is a character so full of flaws, and I would actually love to read about them and about a struggling Steve, who is wrong at times and knows it, but instead everything is aobut how amazing Steve is and how right he is and whatever he does is justyfied and I just hate it.

I lost all my love for Steve and I lost most of my respect for many Stucky shippers because they can be mean and awful at times.

I follow a lot of Tony Stark positive blogs and I almost never see any hate directed towards Stucky or the fans, we are just content to do our own stuff, but the Stucky fans don’t see it that way.

They use every possibility to hate on Tony and let everyone know what an awful human being he is and I am so incredibly tired of that. Especially since they can find a gazillion excuses for all of Steve’s faults.

Betrothed Part 2

Summary: You have been betrothed to a disgusting pig to settle your father’s gambling debts. The night before your wedding, you are rescued by an unlikely party.

Read Part 1 here.

 A/N: So, here is part 2! I hope y’all like it as much as (or more than) you liked the first part. I’m actually really excited for this series. So, let me know what you think! Feedback is always appreciated.

Warnings: alcoholism, gambling, arranged marriage, bullying, maybe even verbal abuse, anxiety?

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Imagine - You’re marrying Loki.

  • You’re walking up the aisle with a lace veil masking your beaming face.
  • The Avengers are there distributed around the hall.
  • Loki is stood ahead of you, dressed in his formal wear and helmet.
  • He turns to look at you and smirks to himself.
  • Nick Fury watches on to keep an eye on the God, his hands clasped in front of him.
  • Thor is beside himself with glee as he watches his little brother’s bride walking along - a little less than gracefully. He stands by Loki, as his best man, resisting the urge to give his brother a hearty slap on the back in congratulations.
  • Natasha is your maid of honour but she refused to wear a dress. She is stood on the other side of Loki in trousers and a flowing satin shirt - the closest thing to a dress you could get her to wear.
  • Steve stands with Fury and watches you come down the aisle with teary eyes and a thin smile.
  • Tony is adjacent to Steve, patting him gently on the shoulder. Tony gives Loki a wink and a thumbs up when he turns around, eliciting a roll of the eyes from the latter.
  • Banner is behind Tony and folds his arms - uneasy surrounded by so many people. However, after seeing you walk past he reminds himself to relax and releases a small smile.
  • You reach the aisle and wait whilst the minister says his piece.
  • You crack a joke under your breath whilst he speaks causing Loki to look over at you and break into a smile, unable to stifle it.
  • Eventually, he reaches the line you've all been waiting for. Loki turns and lifts the veil.
  • Without waiting you throw your arms around him and kiss him eagerly and happily. He reciprocates by snaking his arms around your waist so that your chests are flush against each other.
  • Clint is on a balcony somewhere in the hall, watching from afar just in case. He wolf whistles jokingly upon seeing the display.
  • Natasha lets out a small smile before throwing confetti, though a little aggressively as she is unable to control her strength - the excitement of the event only heightening it.
  • Thor is clapping his hands together and his cheers can be heard by those in the hall and outside of it.
  • You break away from Loki to smile at him and he closes his eyes before pressing his forehead against yours.
Baby It’s Cold Outside: I Really Can’t Stay (Part 4.5 to Questionable Intentions)

Pairing: Loki x Reader

Warnings: Nothing

A/N: As promised, here is the Loki half of  Baby It’s Cold Outside. I had a great time writing this story and can’t wait to see what you guys think.

Originally posted by fromhiddleswithlove

(I had to use this gif, I love his hair!)

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Loki sat in the black leather armchair, his feet up on the oak coffee table, and one of his ever present novels in hand. Thor stalked by him, pushing his feet off the table before plopping down in the throne-like chair across from his brother. He gazed at him for a moment, the look in his eyes unreadable.

“Loki,” he finally broke the silence.

“Yes?” Loki replied, raising his right eyebrow slightly. He nonchalantly turned the page of his book.

“So, do you think we can have a civil conversation about y/n for once?” Thor questioned. Loki shrugged.

“I’m not sure there’s much to talk about, but I’ll stay calm if you can act like an adult.” Thor sighed and rolled his eyes.

“This is going to be harder than I thought,” he said. Loki snapped his book shut and tossed it onto the coffee table.

“Thor,” he began, “I don’t know what you want me to say at this point.”

“Loki,” Thor mimicked his brother’s tone, “We both know that you have some rather strong feelings for Lady y/n.” Loki opened his mouth in an attempt to protest.

“Brother, don’t try to argue, we both know how you feel about her,” Thor cut him off. “As much as I hate to admit it, I’m worried about you.” Loki laughed bitterly at his brother’s words.

“Thor I don’t interfere with your life and you’ve never exactly taken an interest in mine,” Loki snapped, “Why do you care so much all of a sudden?” Thor grimaced at him.

“You know how easily mortals perish,” Thor began. “I’m not so sure the world could handle it if you had a meltdown; not to mention the decades of pain you’d cause yourself.” Loki looked like he wanted to argue but he knew Thor had a point. Inside his head the two sides of his brain-one rational and the other love stricken-fought for control. In the end, rationality won out. Loki ran his fingers through his hair, contemplating his next words carefully.

“As much as I hate to agree with you, I see your point,” Loki said, a wry smile frozen in his face. “At the same time, part of me wants to move on, to see what else life has to hold. Another part of me hates myself for wanting that, for wanting to forget about Sigyn.” Thor nodded slightly, listening carefully to his brother’s words.

“I know that it would be impossibly hard to lose y/n through death, but I’m not sure if I could forgive myself for letting her go.” Loki spoke softly as he stared, almost as if transfixed, at the coffee table. “What if this is my chance?” he said, bringing his head up sharply to meet his brother’s eyes, “What if this is my chance to find love again?” Loki’s words hung in the air, their severity not lost on the thunder god. Thor gave his brother a pitying glance.

“All these years we have spent on this earth, and it still has not revealed all its secrets to us,” Thor rumbled thoughtfully. Loki tipped his head back and stared at the ceiling, rubbing his temples.

“What shall I do,” the lovesick god groaned.

“Maybe you should see where this all leads,” Thor conceded, “I don’t want to listen to you complain about ‘the one that got away’ for the next thousand years or so.” Thor quipped, attempting to make light of the situation. Loki flashed Thor his signature wolf’s grin, glad he finally had his brother on his side. Ding. The quiet sound of the elevator’s doors opening broke the amicable silence.

“Hello boys” y/n practically shouted as she flounced into the room, a mischievous grin played across her face. Loki couldn’t help smiling back at her.

“Y/n,” Thor rumbled in greeting, “Loki and I were just talking about you.” Loki shot Thor a panicked glance. Shut up! Loki thought, trying to convey his thoughts through his eyes. Thor rolled his eyes in response, I wasn’t going to tell her anything, he seemed to say.

“All good things I hope.” she said as she unwound her scarf and brushed the snow from her hat.

“Always” Loki answered. He studied the contours of her face, still puzzled by his predicament.

“And where are the others? I was hoping we could go sledding or maybe have a snowball fight.” Loki caught y/n’s eye flitting about the room, as if she were attempting to summon the other avengers.

“The Captain and Lady Natasha are off on a mission and I believe Tony is in the lab with Dr. Banner.” Thor replied as he counted down the team members on his fingers.

“What exactly is a snowball fight?” Loki said, his eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“You don’t know what a snowball fight is?” Y/n was yelling again. Loki winced, noting that his brother did as well. It was hard to have the hearing of a god sometimes.

“I wouldn’t ask if I knew darling.” Loki replied condescendingly. He cursed himself for his slip of the tongue. Darling, really? Could you be anymore obvious? he berated himself .

“Thor, get a coat and Stark and Banner and drag them out of their hole. Loki, get your butt outside.” She ordered them around like a drill sergeant. Loki, finding her commanding tone amusing, donned his coat and followed her outside.

She led him to a small park only about a block or so from the tower. A small pond on the far side of the park appeared to be frozen over, and a coat of fresh, white snow blanketed the rolling hills that spanned the park. Y/n, grinning like a child, ran to the top of the largest hill and knelt in the snow. She scooped up a handful of snow, squeezing and packing it between her hands to form a near perfect sphere of snow.

“What are you doing?” Loki asked as he approached her curiously.

“Making snowballs,” y/n replied, “can’t have a snowball fight without snowballs. Wanna help?” Loki looked down at his feet, embarrassed at his inexperience.

“I don’t know how,” the trickster said as he focused back on y/n’s hands.

“I’ll show you,” y/n said brightly. She scooped up a handful of snow, placing it in Loki’s hands before grabbing more for herself. “You just squish it and then shape it.” Loki watched carefully as she molded the shapeless lump of snow into another perfect sphere. He clumsily attempted to replicate her movements to no avail. He looked at the snow in his hands. It looked more like a lemon than a ball. Y/n looked over at him and laughed, the sweet sounds ringing out through the cold air.

“You need help?” she giggled.

“No, I’ve got this” Loki insisted. He scowled as he attempted to reform the snow which was now shaped like an egg.

“Here,” y/n moved toward the god, kneeling at his side. Her warm breath puffed out in little clouds. “you just squish and shape,” she repeated. She wrapped her hands around his in an attempt to help him. Loki hid a pleased grin, maybe it would take him a few more tries to master the snowball. “There you go!” Y/n shouted encouragingly. Loki grinned at placed the rough sphere aside, scooping up another handful of snow. Suddenly, Loki noticed the crunching of feet in snow. He looked up and saw Thor, Bruce, and Tony quickly approaching him. Y/n waved at them lazily before she turned back to the pile of snow in front of her. It looked as though she was constructing a small wall out of snow. As Tony began constructing his own extravagant fort, y/n explained their use in the game.

“I’m assuming it’s you and Loki against Bruce, Thor, and I,” Tony grinned as he completed his fort. Loki scrutinized the scientist, he looked excited for the coming snow battle.

“I want Bruce,” y/n interrupted. Loki gave her a deer-in-the-headlights stare. He hated to admit it, but he was still rather terrified of Bruce. Loki remembered the way his body had whipped around like a rag doll’s back in New York. As he recalled his pain, Loki winced and backed a few steps away from Bruce.

“Who said I was involving myself in this?” Bruce protested. Loki nearly sighed in relief, praise Odin, he thought.

“Loosen up a bit and have some fun for once Banner,” Tony replied. Curse you, Loki’s palms began to sweat.

“I could go green,” Bruce began, his voice tinged with hesitation. Loki could already feel a ball of anxiety forming in the pit of his stomach.

“And that’s why you’re on my side,” y/n barged in, “That way if you do go green the big guy can smash Tony and not me.”

“Wow, thanks, feeling the love over here.” Tony complained, faking a look of indignance.

Y/n just rolled her eyes and carefully explained the rules to both Loki and Thor. It was a basic game of war but no actual fighting or killing involved, Loki was more than a little disappointed by that. Y/n added two more rules to the list: no powers and no tech. Loki and Thor looked at each other and grinned, more than a little excited about their first snowball fight. Soon, the air was filled with a flurry of snowballs. Members of both teams ran in circles, ducking behind forts and laughing like children. They soon switched up the teams, putting Loki and Thor against the others and Tony’s suits of armor. Loki was enjoying his first snowball fight much more than he thought he would. Suddenly, a rather large snowball caught him square in the face. His skin stung from the force of the projectile coupled with the biting cold. Loki, surprised that anyone had even managed to hit him, looked up sharply. His eyes locked with y/n’s, who looked equally shocked. Tony and Bruce took a few steps toward her, ready to jump to her defense at a moment’s notice. The crisp air was silent and filled with an unreadable tension. Thor began to laugh, shattering the silence with his joy.

“You should’ve seen your face brother,” Thor guffawed loudly, “You’ve been bested by a mortal girl.”

“Oh I wouldn’t say bested,” Loki said slyly. “She’s in for it now.” He stalked forward like a cat hunting a mouse. Y/n met his gaze with a smile on her face. Tony took as step forward, moving between y/n and the approaching god.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa. Take a step back reindeer games.” Tony protested.

“Why are you scared?” Loki looked at y/n, the hurt evident on his face.

“Tony, move.” Y/n ordered, refusing to break her gaze with the Norse god. Tony looked at her in surprise, then shock.

“What?” he spluttered.

“I said move,” she said much more confidently this time, “he’s not going to hurt me.”

“You don’t know that,” Tony argued. Loki looked at him sharply, don’t interfere human.

“It’s a public place and there’s 3 of you and only one him. Even if he multiplied himself it would draw a lot of attention.” she reasoned, “Plus, I trust him.”

“Fine, it’s your funeral,” Tony conceded as he moved to the side, allowing Loki free passage. Loki prowled forward, his hands clasped behind his back. Y/n smiled at him sweetly, clearly unaware of what the trickster god was about to do. Quick as a flash, Loki darted forward, grabbed an armful of snow, shoveled it into her hood, and yanked it over her head.

“YOU ASS!” his victim shrieked as snow fell into her coat. Loki, nearly overpowered with a fit a giggles, darted away as y/n attempted to launch an armful of snow at him.

“I hate you so much right now,” she yelled through her giggles, “You better watch your back.” The organized teams dissolved into chaos, the air filled with flying snow. Much too soon, the snowball fight was over and the quintet headed back to the tower. Loki looked up at the sky, admiring the breathtaking shades of orange and crimson. It had been nice to let loose for once. 

Soon, the god found himself gathered around the coffee table with Thor and y/n, a mug of hot chocolate warming each pair of hands. They talked quietly, trying to warm themselves after their afternoon spent out in the cold. But after y/n discovered that neither of the gods had been sledding before, the two gods found themselves out in the cold again, at the top of a high hill. At the end of the hill was the small frozen pond, the water cloudy with small bubbles. Y/n explained the task of sledding to the two brothers: Get on top of the strange board, push yourself down the hill, and hold on. 

The trio spent many hours outside, running up and down the hill, laughing and hollering loudly. The sun began to disappear from the sky, its golden rays giving way to a black night. Loki climbed onto the sled for his last ride, y/n climbing on after him. She wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her cheek into his back. Loki pushed off and the pair raced down the hill. Something about this sled ride seemed different, they seemed to be going faster-much faster in fact- than they had gone before. Realizing what was going to happen, y/n gripped Loki’s waist tighter, dragging her feet in the snow. Loki attempted to do the same, trying to slow the sled, but it was too late. The sled skidded onto the ice, spinning in wild circles. Loki tried to grab y/n’s arms, but it was too late. The disoriented girl slipped through his fingers, spiraling across the ice. Loki was in a panic, he looked at y/n desperately, wanting badly to help her but knowing the ice couldn’t support their combined weight. Then he heard it, a terrible sound that made his heart stop cold; the crack of thin ice as y/n took a few tentative steps forward. It all seemed to happen in slow motion, like a terrible car wreck. The cracks beneath y/n’s feet began to spread as she shot him a panicked look. Thor was shouting on the shore of the lake, unable to help in time. The ice under her feet caved inward like a trap door, dropping her into the dark cold waters below. Loki stood frozen for half a second, watching in horror as y/n thrashed about in the water. He leapt forward and sank his hands into the frigid waters, grabbing y/n around the waist and pulling her out of the water. She flopped onto the ice, spluttering and coughing as she shivered. Y/n opened her eyes, blinking a few times as if to clear her eyes. She stared at him, confused and dazed.

“Loki-,” she gaped. He tried to read the expression in her eyes, could it be disgust? Loki looked down at his hands, they were cobalt blue. He groaned inwardly knowing his bright blue skin and red eyes were probably terrifying the poor girl. Y/n stumbled to her feet, her legs shaking. Loki grasped the sleeve of her coat, careful not to touch her skin as he helped her to shore. He delivered her into Thor’s waiting arms, his usually obnoxious brother quiet for once. Then the trickster was gone, having dissolved into thin air.

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Loki materialized in the living room of the tower and stumbled over to the couch, collapsing on it in defeat. He stared at the high ceilings as he tried to hold back his anger and sadness. He had finally found someone he could be with, and after having wrestled with his feelings for so long, he had nothing to show for it. Loki replayed the afternoon in his mind, all the idle touches and glances shared between them had tricked him into thinking y/n had feelings for him. But at the lake… He sighed and squeezed his eyes shut. Her eyes had said it all. The deep look of disgust within them charged him as a monster. Inhuman. Unlovable.

Gods, why did I have to screw this up? Loki tortured himself in his thoughts. He sat for another half hour, his whirling mind filled with what if’s. The soft sounds of the elevator woke him from his stupor of self deprecation. The doors slid open and Thor stormed into the room, seething as he marched in.

“Would you care to explain to me WHAT all that was about?” Thor growled as he approached his brother. Loki turned his head and eyed his brother warily.

“What do you mean?” He groaned.

“What do I mean? Loki, you saved y/n’s life and then left her out in the cold! She could barely put a sentence together she was shivering so hard.” Thor shouted. “What happened to being madly in love with her?” Loki stared at the ceiling, his eyes vacant and empty.

“Did you see the way she looked at me?” He murmured, clearly ignoring his brother. “She looked at me like I was a monster.” Thor looked at him in disbelief.

“That’s what you’re upset about! Are you crazy?” Thor shouted. “She nearly drowned, I’m sure she was more scared for her life than she was of you.”

“Don’t call me crazy,” Loki replied, his voice rising, “you didn’t see the look in her eyes.”

“Stop being so melodramatic,” Thor mocked, “trust me you’re not that important to her.”

Loki sat up abruptly, his jaw tightening.

“Get. Out.” He hissed through his teeth. “Now.”

“You can’t keep running from your problems,” Thor said patronizingly with a raised eyebrow.

“I don’t need you to lord over me Thor,” Loki shot back.

“Maybe if you could control your temper, we could solve your little problem, and I wouldn’t need to babysit you.” Thor mocked, his voice full of false sweetness.

“Don’t talk down to me,” Loki growled, “I don’t need your help or your pity.”

“This is exactly what I’m talking about,” Thor exclaimed. “You’re not acting like you anymore. Just listen to yourself, you sound like a child!” Loki opened his mouth as if to protest, only to shut it abruptly. He seemed to deflate suddenly.

“You’re right,” the trickster conceded quietly, defeated at his brother’s words. If Thor is right twice in one day then something must be wrong, Loki thought.

“I don’t know if I deserve her,” Loki admitted suddenly. Thor gave him a long look.

“I don’t understand, are you trying to find a reason to leave y/n?” Thor said. Loki fidgeted with the edge of his coat, realizing he hadn’t taken it off.

“Every time I try to take a step forward, it’s like there’s something dragging me back.” Loki began. Then he frowned. “Sigyn. She’s not dragging me back, but as long as she lives on in my memory I can’t bring myself to move forward.”

“I think she would want you to be happy.” Thor replied quietly.

“I know that and I thought I had finally let go, still I can’t help but wonder if it’s an insult to her memory to forget her.” Loki confided.

“I-I don’t know,” for once in his life Thor sounded uncertain.

“Sometimes I wish she hadn’t sacrificed herself for me,” Loki said absentmindedly. He curled up into a ball on the sofa, slipping back into his dark thoughts. “It’s not fair that she can’t be here right now,” his voice faded to a whisper, “It’s just not fair.”

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A/N: As always, thanks to G for editing and for providing the story line. Thanks to you guys for reading, if you liked this fic you might also want to check out:

Questionable Intentions

Splitting Hairs

Splitting Hairs: Extensions

An Open Book

An Open Book: Between the Lines

Baby It’s Cold Outside

(We’ve got quite a list of these going by now!)

G and I are super excited about this series but we’ve got finals coming up this week, so we’ll do our best to keep posting for all you lovely readers!

~A

I Love You, No Matter Your Curves - Thor x Big!reader oneshot

Fandom: Marvel, Avengers
Warning: Insecurity about body type
Pairing: Thor x reader
Summary: Reader is insecure about her body, because she’s the biggest girl Thor has ever dated. But Thor comforts her.

Requsted

A/N: I was so nervous about writing this because I didn’t want to write anything mean or like that. Because I’m a skinny girl so it was kinda difficult to write in a bigger girls perspective. But I hope you’ll enjoy and please don’t kill me!

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