what i call home

(1/3) “In every sense she was the perfect mom. She always tried to encourage me when I was younger. I was really shy, so she always worried about me being alone. She would ask things like: ‘Have you met anyone at school?’ or ‘Does anyone like the same things you do?’ She always knew when something was wrong. I never had to tell her anything. But Dad was the opposite. He ignored me. He never did anything wrong. He wasn’t an alcoholic. He wasn’t violent. He was just nothing—like a chair or a piece of furniture. His only idea of fatherhood was going to work. He never reacted to anything in my life. Not the good things, or the bad things. He didn’t react to me staying out late. He didn’t react when I experimented with drugs and alcohol. I made my mom very sad by trying to get my dad’s attention. A few years ago I got hit by a car. When I woke up from my coma, I called home to tell my parents what happened. My father answered the phone. I told him everything. All he said was: ‘Your mother is asleep right now. You can call her tomorrow.’ That hurt me worse than being hit by the car.”

(Santiago, Chile)

I love how Washington can shut Hamilton down so fast. Like the whole show everyone’s like Hamilton is a fORCe OF NatURE he can dO ANYThing and then

 “sir, entrust me with a command” “no” 

“dont call me son” “go home” 

“what do i do” “figure it out” 

“you could continue to serve” “no”

The Fourth House - The House of Home

This is the fourth part of a twelve part series briefly explaining how the signs work in each house. Enjoy!

Ah, the House of Home, where the Moon and Cancer are rulers. It is in this house where you begin to learn what it means to say there is no place like home. You have found security, what nurtures you, keeps you in peace, and are ready to plant a home in this safe space. Having undergone the experiences that have shaped you to the person you are today, it is here where you decide: “yes, this is what I will call home because it keeps me protected.” The events that might have occurred in your life to realize what type of place you’re calling home can be of the relationship between your nurturer, such as your mother or father, regardless if these relationships were good or bad. (With further research these relationships can be analyzed with this placement.) Another aspect of home is where you come from, such as finding out your ancestry, heritage, and what you consider to be your culture. Since we are home, this is the private self that comes into play. We are home after a long day at work and are finally at the dinner table with our loved ones where we can be ourselves. It is also in this house where we express how we want to guide our loved ones to help them achieve what we believe is a full life. All in all, the Fourth House represents memories, photo albums, family, and everything you would call home. 

Aries in the Fourth House: So we know Aries always wants to be number one, and to be number one you always have to be achieving something. You are the same way at home. You may always be doing something in the house that involves action, like cleaning, painting, or rearranging furniture. If something needs to get done in the house, you do it. However, this can also be a bad thing because you may limit someone else from learning how to do for themselves and can be overbearing. Just because you can get the job done right and fast, doesn’t mean you should always do it. Be the leader, but do it in a way that others feel right following you. 

Taurus in the Fourth House: Having financial security and stability are what makes you feel like you are home. Not only for yourself but also your loved ones since this is how you feel protected. The drive that you have to achieve these things serves as a guide to the people in your life who might need some assistance in building better lives for themselves. However, you can come off too forceful so try to ease up a bit and let others ask for your help. Overall, your presence is a strong one and will not go unnoticed. You are extremely influential to the people around you so you have the power to lead people down the right paths of life if you learn to not let your temper get the best of you. 

Gemini in the Fourth House: The mind of a Gemini is always restless. Your family may know you as being energetic, talkative, and always up to something. There is never a dull moment with you because you’re full of curiosities and putting your thoughts into action. The perfect home for you involves a safe space where you can comfortably communicate with those around you and have them feel just as comfortable. Knowledge is power and being able to send that message is how you affect people’s lives. You want people to expand their minds to their full potential, as you would want for yourself, and when you achieve this, you are home. 

Cancer in the Fourth House: The familiar is home to you. How you were raised as a child can very well be a reflection of how you may set a home for yourself today or in the future. You have a strong sense to nurture and protect as any Cancer would, however, these qualities are much stronger in this placement since this is where Cancer rules.Your emotions have great power and can set people in the right direction if you learn to use them for good and not just be an emotional mess. In order to be the mother or nurturer to your loved ones you have to guard your feelings and be strong with your emotions. This way those around you can also learn how to be more in tune with their own emotions, and what better way to learn than from you. 

Leo in the Fourth House: You have a light in you that yearns to be shined at all times. Around family and loved ones you wish to be at the center of attention and it can cause you stress when you are not. You must learn that others may feel unimportant around you because you might not let them have a chance at the spotlight. Everyone has a light of their own so it is crucial for you to see that others want to be recognized too. Once you understand and are in tune with your ego and sense of self, this is how you will influence others in making lives for themselves. Since this is the house of home and togetherness you may find it difficult to lead others because all you want is to be the center of them. The Leo placement in the home can be one more of learning than of teaching. 

Virgo in the Fourth House: Very detail-oriented, the way you establish a home for yourself is through creating a routine based life. You can be the stereotypical Virgo of being a neat freak at home when you’re being critical on the house itself or your family. You set high standards for yourself and loved ones often causing stress in everyone because you make them feel like they have to be perfect, but perfection doesn’t exist. You have a strong sense of intuition like a mother’s intuition which helps you be of great service and a counselor: the ultimate goal of Virgo. People may be attracted to asking you for advice but there is a reason and you may have the answers to things you wouldn’t even imagine, all you have to do is dig into your intuition.  

Libra in the Fourth House: Living in harmony and peace is the only thing this Libra could ever ask for. When your family is in a good place and coming home feels relaxing and loving, this is when you are most happy. You are the peacemaker so your family has gotten use to you being the mediator and can constantly expect you to be the one to make everyone get along again. You don’t mind this too much because in the end you need the love of your family to survive. You can be somewhat dependent on others and are not too fond of being alone, but to avoid unhappiness, you must learn to find peace and harmony all on your own. 

Scorpio in the Fourth House: Since we are entering a private space, it is here where Scorpio feels comfortable enough to let their guard down. You may have deep, intimate relationships with your family members since you want to know them to their deepest, darkest level because you believe this is truly knowing a person. To them, however, you will always be a mystery. You have a powerful aura and it can express strong feelings of intimacy and depth. You may come off controlling to get what you want and this can be a turn off. Your highs will be very high and your lows very low so if you find yourself at a very low point try not to bring others down with you. Instead bring them with you when you come back up and aim higher.

Sagittarius in the Fourth House: With how much you love the outdoors, adventure, and exploring, your home will be a reflection of that. Doesn’t a house with big open windows looking out the forest sound beautiful? With walls filled of photographs of all the places you have travelled to. Freedom and independence are everything to you so you can make a home out of just about any space that is comfortable. You can teach people to be more independent and a bit more self centered, but in a good way. You show others that it is okay to be on your own and do things for yourself because in the end we really only have ourselves so why not make a home within ourselves so that wherever your travels take you, you are home. 

Capricorn in the Fourth House: At home you feel best being the provider and ensuring that everyone feels safe, protected, and emotionally satisfied. Troubles of unity may rise for the Capricorn in this house because this house is ruled by its opposite, Cancer. Where Cancer may be telling everyone how they feel, Capricorn keeps to themselves. You must learn to help others find purpose in life and not keep quiet of your intelligence because it might be that extra help they need. You may feel as though your words do not matter to people so you stay out of their lives, but in this house we are not meant to be alone so it is essential that you learn to find a home with your loved ones. You may have strong doubts within yourself because of the way you grew up but you must find confidence within yourself and mend any broken ties in your family. 

Aquarius in the Fourth House: As eccentric as the Aquarius is, your home is nothing of the ordinary. You will be interested in the innovative and your home will show for that with the newest technologies or even by the amount of times you move around. With family, you enjoy bringing everyone together but will not be tied down by them. If anything, you enjoy being in a group setting only to show off how different you are from everyone else. However, it is in this setting where you must learn that what you say has a strong influence on people so you should use that to direct them in their lives. You tend to want to help humanity as a whole forgetting that each individual has emotions that need to be understood. You will for the most part be independent in your domestic affairs but this is the house of home so don’t forget that we must come together here.

Pisces in the Fourth House: In the home, you will probably give yourself to your family more than you should. Everyone will continue to take as long as you keep giving. Your unhappiness should not equal their happiness, this is where your strong sense of empathy can get you into trouble. Your safe space is anywhere where you can be as imaginative as you want to be. Your mind explores places one cannot even dream so we may never really know you. You, however, are very intuitive and psychic about the feelings of others so you will know most of what is going on in the household. This can bring you to smother the ones you love because all you want to do is protect them but guilt tripping them to make them feel empathetic towards you is only going to push them away.

Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoyed this short analysis!

- Astrologia xo

I’m still screaming

*Mon-El emphasizing woman when his parents kept trying to call Kara a girl

*Mon-El communicating with his own words (not just a repeat of what Kara said but his own views and perspective on what was wrong with his old life and his part in it) and fully understanding that the way the people of Daxam were treated was wrong + plus accepting responsibility for his role in it

*Mon-El saying that thinking about the person he used to be makes him ill

*Mon-El saying that even if he can’t be with Kara being around her makes him better and that’s what matters

*Mon-El calling Earth home

I know there’s more but my cable’s out so I couldn’t record and go back but these are the ones that are burned into my very soul. This was everything I have been waiting for.

Guys,with Hunk being Samoan and Lance being Cuban officially, there’s a chance they lived there for most of their lives and when they first came to the Garrison they probably friended each other quickly since they knew what the other was going through being far away from home and pretty much alone

Holmes telling a client who is concerned about her safety with her new employer that she just has to send him a message, any time day or night, and he will come and help her. And a few pages later Holmes says that the isolation of country houses makes him uncomfortable, because he knows that it’s easier to commit domestic abuse and go undiscovered in those isolated homes.

This is what I’m talking about when I call him a social justice warrior and say that he cares most about marginalized people. If you think no one cares about you, Sherlock Holmes cares. And he will do what he can to prevent violence against you or to stop humiliation from befalling you.

a modern patsy to go with the others  

| barbara | delia | trixie | valeriecynthia | jenny |

andreil: here

this was inspired by something @key-called-home said, but i don’t remember what. i dont know if it makes any sense bc i just kinda put everything out there and it made me cry but oh well enjoy

Here he is. With his back against the wall, face turned towards Neil, here he is. There’s a cat in between them, and one at Andrew’s feet, the window must not be closed all the way because cold, biting wisps of air hit Andrew’s face, but here he is. Neil’s eyes are closed, and it’s a rare occasion when Andrew gets to see him like this. He looks, for all intents and purposes, like he shouldn’t be here. Fast asleep he looks a lot less like the smart mouth Andrew knows and a lot more like someone who should never have been with The Foxes to start with, but here he is.

He is here.

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A Way to You Again: Part 5

Pairings: Bucky x Reader

Warnings: Angst

Word Count:  1119

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Summary: Bucky and Y/N have been fairly successful at keeping their relationship hidden from the rest of the Avengers. That is… until Nat walks into the kitchen one night and finds Bucky kissing Y/N. While Y/N is relieved that their relationship is out in the open it soon becomes more complicated than she could have ever imagined.

Author’s Notes: Thanks to the lovely @melconnor2007 for the request. The last scene killed me. I always love hearing from you guys <3.

Sorry it’s out late – my nap turned into a mini hibernation.

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I felt like a hypocrite. As much as I had dreaded someone from the Avengers knocking on my door – I was finding myself wishing for it. I wanted Bucky to fight for me – I wanted him to prove me wrong. I needed him to. Days went by in a blur as I debated with myself on what I should do. Maybe he was still on his mission? Maybe Tony had told him to let me be? I couldn’t find an adequate excuse for it.

“Are you sure he won’t just show up at your door?” Nicole asked one morning – arching her eyebrows in curiosity.

“I’ve only ever talked to him about the cottage once… and it was just in passing,” I shrugged miserably.

“Well maybe he’s trying to get ahold of you? Have you checked your phone?” she asked casually.

“No – it’s been off since I got here,” I added miserably.

“Well maybe you should…”

“NO,” I snapped at her. As much as I wanted him to fabricate from thin air – I also really didn’t want to know why he hadn’t told me. I had made up my mind that I wouldn’t like his reasoning, and that was that.


I walked into the living room rubbing my eyes wearily. I had somehow managed to doze off as I snuggled in the oversized bed reading my dad’s beaten copy of Kurt Vonnegut’s “Slaughterhouse-Five.” I stretched my arms as I peered around the room – spotting Nicole on the couch in front of the fireplace. “Hey,” I muttered quietly. Her head immediately snapped in my direction as she quickly hid her hands. “What are you? OH NO. I told you no!” I roared as I went to snatch the phone from her hands. “Now they’ll know where I’m at! Dammit Nicole!” After a brief struggle I victoriously grabbed the phone from her hands and crossed my arms – huffing angrily.

“Ten missed calls, one  voicemail, and twenty text messages,” she stated as a fact.

“Huh?” I asked confused.

“Those are all from this Bucky guy. It seems like he might care,” she shrugged casually. I rolled my eyes annoyed and stomped back into the bedroom determined to hide there for the rest of the night.

As I curled up in the bed I couldn’t help, but feel like the phone I held in my hand felt like a lead weight. Should I go ahead and look? There was no way that Tony hadn’t locked onto where I was within fifteen minutes. Bucky, Tony, or Steve would be here in a matter of hours – so there was no point in holding out any longer… I needed to go ahead and face whatever he had to say so I could prepare myself. I reluctantly lifted the phone to my face – it was best to get the voicemail out of the way first. I clicked on the message before putting the phone on speaker and listened.

Bucky’s voice permeated the quiet of the room. My heart sank as I listened.

“Y/N… Tony said that you left a few days ago but wouldn’t tell him where you were going… I… I know something happened between you and Nat. Please call… please let me explain. I don’t… I don’t want to lose you over this. I… I’m sorry,” his voice was so incredibly sad that I had to bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from crying. When he paused at the end of the message my heart had done a backflip. I had never realized how much I wanted to hear him say that he loved me – but my hopes fell as flat as his voice as the recording ended.

I flipped through the the text messages quickly.

-Hey! I’m coming home – can’t wait to see your beautiful face.

-Steve just talked to Tony and he said you left???

-Is everything okay?

-I tried to call but it went straight to voicemail. Y/N please call me.

-Y/N, it’s not what you think. Please call me doll. Please come home. I miss you. I need to explain.

-I know I fucked it all up but please let me explain.

They kept going – each one a different variation of the one before it. I felt sick. It had been easier to accept everything when I had cut myself off from him. I sighed heavily. The truth was so glaringly obvious – I had never really accepted what had happened – just prolonged the inevitable. As I was flipping through the rest of the texts Bucky’s picture illuminated the screen. I froze in absolute panic – he was calling and I had accidentally just hit “answer.”

I stared at the phone – completely frozen in fear.

“Y/N,” Bucky’s voice said softly from the other end. I remained silent. I didn’t know what to do or what to say. It was as if I had suddenly turned into a statue. Bucky took my silence as a sign that I was going to listen and suddenly it was as if a flood gate had opened from his end of the conversation. “Doll, I am so sorry. I don’t know what all happened, but I know this is my fault. I swear I was going to tell you… I was going to explain everything, but I was just so afraid. So afraid of saying or doing the wrong thing and losing you… because you make me so happy. I haven’t… well I haven’t been this happy in a long time,” he paused for a moment waiting for my response. I sat in silence still unable to articulate the hundreds of conversations I had played out in my mind between us the last few days. “Doll…. Please. Please say something,” he pleaded – the edge of desperation cutting into his words.

All of my faculties seemed to have been taken over by some unknown part of myself that was unwilling to be hurt the way I had been hurt before. “There’s nothing left to say, Bucky…. Goodbye,” I said quietly before ending the call. I didn’t even know the words that were spilling out of my mouth until it was too late. I sat dumbfounded at myself as I stared at the phone in my hand. Why would I say that? What had I just done? Tears welled in my eyes as I realized that I could have very well ended everything then – he was trying and I had shut him down.

I jumped slightly as the door opened and Nicole came into the room. She looked at me apologetically as she held up two wine glasses and a bottle.

“I thought maybe we could use this tonight?”

I nodded sadly as tears streamed down my face.


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Imagine Lucifer being in the cage and visiting you in order to tell you how much he loves and misses you

Word count: 920

Request by: anon - HOW ABOUT A SHOT WHERE LUCI IS READER’S BOYFRIEND AND SHE CRIES A LOT WHEN HE GET LOCKED IN THE CAGE, AND WHEN THE CAGE IS DAMAGED HE GOT INTO HER MIND TELLING HER HOW MUCH HE MISS HER AND HOW MUCH HE LOVE HER AND SHE DOESN’T BELIEVE IT BUT WHEN HE FINALLY GET OUT HE GOES STRAIGHT TO HER AND THEY KISS AND ALL THE THINGS? SORRY FOR THE CAPS I’M JUST SO EXCITED

Warnings: This is fluffy, you have been warned.

You sighed flinging your exhausted body down onto the sofa as you dropped your bag on the floor. It had been months since Luci, your boyfriend, had been locked in the cage by Sam and Dean. You missed him so much and every day when you woke up without him beside you was a constant reminder of how alone you felt.

Sighing again, you closed your eyes wishing you could get at least a minute of sleep even though you knew it was useless without him beside you. The silence of the room almost lulled you asleep until it’s eerie quietness was broken.

“Hey beautiful.”

You instantly shot up recognizing the voice which you had missed so much.

There he was stood in front of you, his deep red eyes illuminating the dark room and you could barely make out the slight outline of his wings.

“Luci?” you whispered in shock as you slowly raised from the sofa, “no… you’re not here.”

You slowly reached out to grab him but your arm just phased through him. You knew it was too good to be true.

“Y/N.” Lucifer murmured softly with a sad tone to his voice causing you to look up at him directly into his enticing eyes.

“No it’s not you,” you whispered slowly not believing he was there.

“Y/N,” Lucifer repeated, “It is me, I… I’m still in the cage. There was a crack I managed to reach you.”

You watched as Lucifer moved his hand slightly as he was desperate to touch you, to hold you in his arms and wrap his wings protectively around you.

“I-I miss you,” you choked out as your eyes glossed over and tears fell from them.

“Father, I miss you too,” he stepped closer to you so that you were almost touching and hovered his hand close to your face. Even though he wasn’t physically there and couldn’t actually touch you, just being as close to each other as you could be was comforting to both of you due to the extensively long, agonizing period of time you spent apart.

Another sigh escaped your lips as tears continued to blur your vision, you wanted more than anything to be with Lucifer and seeing him but knowing he wasn’t truly next to you was torture.

You watched as Lucifer’s figure began to fade away slightly knowing he must have only had a limited amount of time to speak to you.

“Y/n,” Lucifer spoke again but all sadness was gone from his voice and replaced with determination, “I promise I will find a way out of this cage and return to you, I love you Y/N.”

He stretched out his hand as he began to fade and you reached out to grab it. You could swear you felt your hands connect for a second before he fully disappeared leaving you once again alone in the eerily quiet house.

You still felt a slight sadness that he had gone but a small smile made it’s way onto your face as you knew that Lucifer would stop at nothing to find a way out of the cage and make his way to you again.


A few days had passed since you had last talked with Lucifer and you were beginning to think that he wouldn’t ever turn up again.

You got out of bed only wearing only your pants and one of Lucifer’s shirts not bothering to put on any leggings as you made your way to the kitchen for a drink. Pressing play on your music, you began to pour yourself a glass of orange juice as your hips swayed to the rhythm of the song.

“Now that’s what I call a good welcome home,” You heard a voice from behind you say, startling you almost causing you to drop the drink.

You instantly spun around as you saw your boyfriend behind you his tongue licked his lips and his eyes roamed over your uncovered body.

“Are you… actually…” You paused not wanting to ask in case he was still in the cage but Lucifer managed to catch onto what you were asking.

“Yeah, I’m here.” He whispered as he smiled.

Immediately after he spoke you ran up to him, throwing your arms around his neck and jumped into his body as his arms snaked their way around your waist to hold you tightly into his chest.

The moment you felt his arms and wings wrap around you, tears of happiness filled your eyes.

Lucifer stared deeply into your tear glossed eyes before leaning down and locking his lips with yours. The kiss was filled with so much passion as it made up for all the lost time you had spent away from each other, one of Lucifer’s arms reached up and cupped your cheek as he deepened the kiss and your hand snaked its way up to his head and your fingers ran through his soft hair.

Eventually, you both pulled away from the kiss but you still were closely embraced with each other, foreheads still touching. The only sound which filled the room was the quiet panting, from the long kiss, escaping your mouths.

“Promise me you’ll never leave again Luci,” you whispered quietly.

“I promise Y/N, I love you so much, I missed you so much. I spent every day thinking about you,” Lucifer admitted as his thumb reached up and wiped away the stray tears of joy leaving your eyes.

“I love you too Luci, I love you too.”

I feel so lost.
I’ve made homes here and there
Thinking I’d remain safe and loved.
What if I told you that you were my home?
That I used to feel safe with you
And so loved even with my imperfections?
What if I told you that
I no longer feel that way?
Instead of feeling protected,
I feel scared and alone.
You were once my escape,
Somewhere I could go to
When I couldn’t face the world.
Now, you are just a distant memory
That I try to savour
At my every waking moment.
One that I’m trying to forget
While also trying to hold onto for dear life.
It seems like I was meant to
Travel the world all alone
With no place to call home.
—  What do I do now? // S.T.
Do you hate yourself?

Do you dream of pets that try incessantly to murder their keepers?

WELL HAVE I GOT GOOD FUCKIN’ NEWS FOR YOU!

SATAN is an unsexed but probable female sandboa that YOU can own for the low, low price of “get her the fuck out of my house!!!!”

Why is she unsexed, you ask?  Well THIS LITTLE SHITBAG doesn’t believe in food, so she’s too small to properly sex! You heard it right here, folks: This sandboa is 6 months old and didn’t take a meal until J A N U A R Y! Now that’s what I call difficult!!!!

Satan’s ideal home would be with someone who has no self respect and cannot fathom interacting with a pet that wants to saw off their fingers with her tiny, tiny teeth!!!

Satan would ideally be placed with someone who doesn’t mind wasting pinky mice literally every goddamn week while she decides if she wants to continue living!!! Does she want live? Frozen thawed? Brained and scented? WHO KNOWS????? Not me!!!!!!

Satan has been known to strike just because you looked at her!!!!!! She’s had a full physical examination and is in good health, but that doesn’t stop her from being possessed by fucking snake demons!!!!!!

Eventually, Satan may realize that food is a thing that is Good and Pure ™ and she may one day make an awesome pet or breeder! Look at those high black spots, and she’s a gray belly! Don’t delay! Get this snake the fuck outta my house!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

MythBusters  {Sentence Starters}

  • “Holy crap, RUN!”
  • “Here comes chaos!”
  • “QUACK, damn you!”
  • “When in doubt… C-4.”
  • “Am I missing an eyebrow?”
  • “Well, there’s your problem…”
  • “Failure is ALWAYS an option!”
  • “Generally, I prefer a little bit more.”
  • “I always enjoy seeing _____ in pain.”
  • “This is starting to feel like a BAD idea….”
  • “I reject your reality and substitute my own.”
  • “Our Death Ray doesn’t seem to be working.”
  • “If it’s worth doing, it’s worth overdoing, right?”
  • “High explosives and electricity, WHOO HOO!”
  • “This is why we can never have anything nice…”
  • “If I had any dignity, that would have been humiliating.”
  • “Oh, my God! This is more fun than should be allowed.”
  • “This is one of those ‘What the hell am I doing?’ moments.”  
  • “Remember, don’t try this at home. We’re what you call EXPERTS.”
  • “I think that was one of the most destructive things I’ve ever done. That was cool!”
  • “I think this thing could hurt you. I think we’re about to find out whether it will hurt you.”
  • “Remember kids, the only difference between screwing around and science is writing it down!”
  • “You know, I promised my mom and dad I wouldn’t do anything stupid after I got out of college.”
I Had Him

Pairing/Characters: pre-serum!Steve x Reader, Bucky Barnes, OMC (Eddie)

Warnings: um smUT liKE I PROMISED A DuH, jealous steve, insecure steve, lmao Sargeant kink like don’t evEN FigHT mE, praise kinkkkk, oral (MR), heaps of dirty talk, unprotected sex (wrap it up before you fuck up) spanking, a bit of angst maybe? Idk reader bewareee

Summary: Inspired by some dream I had the other night and the conversation I had with the lovely @acklesdowneyandhiddles-ohmy

Word Count: 2537

A/N: I’m proud of the title cause double meanings are incredible hA but all I’m gonna say is: Good luck… I’m not an asshole, I just love you guys

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Saving You (Loki x Reader)

Requested by Anon: Hey do you think you could do a Loki one where he saves his girlfriend from being held at gun point, or getting kidnapped, just anything where she’s in real danger. And then she’s shaken up so Loki comforts her and makes her feel safe, idk it just seems cute (:


Your eyes flew open, the light of the room immediately burning them and forcing you to close them again. How had you slept with that bright of a light on?

For a few painful seconds, you watched the light dance and fade before you eyes. You slowly sat up, unable to even process where you were or how you got there. Your head was dizzy and your entire body ached. The dull pain that throbbed on the back of your head refused to give you peace as you tried your best to look around the room for some kind of answers. You made a motion to move your hands and that was when you came to the horrible realization that they were tied together. Your entire body went cold as broken memories of being kidnapped came back to you.

Why?

What did they want with you?

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