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Is it madness?
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do i wanna be your friend?? yes. will i message you?? no
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I CANNOT DEAL WITH HOW GOOD HE LOOKS LIKE DAMN TOM GIVE US A BREAK (ACTUALLY DON’T YOU ARE GORGEOUS AND WE LOVE YOU)
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That whimper is witchcraft. Falling from her mouth into his around the slip of his tongue past her lips, it tumbles down to overtake his heart. It beats for this irresistible woman who brands him with her touch over his racing pulse in his neck. He covers her hand with his, permitting and encouraging with gesture with a groan rumbled low in his heaving chest. How desperately he has longed for a wanting, needing touch free from hostility, and his little mortal grants it so eagerly.
"I'm yours."
If she knew the power those words held. Selling her soul to the silver-tongued trickster holding her to his chest with his hand stretched across her back. To look into her eyes and see the want stirring within, he does not feel a powerful god in this moment. Just a man in need of his woman.
"You need your nourishment," he sighs, frustration grating on the words spoken into the tender skin just beneath her ear. If she is not to sleep this night, she shall be well fed at the very least. "And then we will go to my apartment. You may have your Loki there."
His parted lips trace the edge of her jaw, his hand curls over her ribs, and then he forces himself to leave her side and sit across from her once more. A wicked wink precedes another flash of green light about them, signifying his illusion shattering.
"You have hardly touched your food, little one," he frowns, mischief dancing in his eyes. "Are you feeling well?"
-Loki 💚
Placing his hand on hers reassures Lily that he wants her touch as much as she craves his. Emboldened by his action, her other hand comes up to cup his face, holding him close.
"You need your nourishment," he sighs, frustration grating on the words spoken into the tender skin just beneath her ear. If she is not to sleep this night, she shall be well fed at the very least. "And then we will go to my apartment. You may have your Loki there."
Still trying to catch her breath, which he doesn’t make an easier with the way he’s touching her, she nods, anxious for them to finish and go home.
A quiet gasp from her when he touches her intimately and he forcibly extracts himself from her side and returns to his seat.
A wicked wink precedes another flash of green light about them, signifying his illusion shattering.
"You have hardly touched your food, little one," he frowns, mischief dancing in his eyes. "Are you feeling well?"
Staring at him, mouth agape, she sees the frown, but the look in his eyes that she quickly catches on to be his tell-tale sign of mischief has her frowning playfully. “I’m feeling perfectly fine, but it seems like someone doesn’t play fair.”
Shaking her head in amusement, she takes another bite of food, already formulating ideas on how to get back at him for his little trick.
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Lockhart ended up losing all of his own memories when his attempted Memory Charm backfired while using Ron Weasley’s broken wand. He then ended up in St Mungo’s Hospital for Magical Maladies and Injuries for permanent spell damage. The credits scene, however, revealed that the former celeb wrote another book, Who Am I? - presumably his last. An advertisement for Who Am I? could be seen in the window of Flourish & Blotts, with a picture of Gilderoy in a straitjacket. The scene didn’t reveal Lockhart’s final fate, but it was highly significant since it remains as the only legitimate credits scene in Harry Potter franchise history.
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets (2002) dir. Chris Columbus
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Thor/Loki - The Dark World + Negative Space
“I didn’t do it for him”.
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Obviously Kermit will have issues with that, and indeed he did on the set of ‘The Muppets Most Wanted’. But we’ve papered over the cracks and we’re best friends again.’
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Putting down her utensils, she forces herself not to turn around and flip everyone off for making Loki feel like he needs to hide his appearance. Taking his free hand in both of hers, she looks at him in earnest. “No, never. I don’t want you to do that. Unless, of course, it’ll make you more comfortable. But if it’s me you’re worried about, well I hardly care what anyone else thinks. Tabloids mean nothing to me because I never even glance at them. But when we go out, I want it to be with you. Not you with a mask on. Just you. My Loki.” She hopes the sincerity of her words are as clear as she’s trying to make it. That she truly didn’t care what anyone else thought. True, she might get mad on his behalf, but at the end of the day, she had him. And that’s all that matters to her.
This brave, kind little mortal is more precious than his wildest imaginings. The unique quality of compassion and strength held in such a beautiful woman absolutely enthralls him. Despite his every attempt otherwise--before he gave in and concocted a reason to bring her into his life--he knows he is already lost to her.
A shimmer of green light surrounds them, there and gone in the blink of an eye. He stands and crosses around the table swiftly, sitting beside her in the booth. His broad hand cups her cheek as he lowers his face to hers, stopping with just a breath left between their mouths.
"You have your Loki," he growls, desire bleeding through the intensity of his gaze to blow his pupils. "And I want my Lily."
His lips claim hers in a heated kiss, teasing her with the taste of his lust dragged against the seam of her mouth.
-Loki 💚
Lips parting slightly, Lily glimpses the split second glimmer of his magic before he makes his way to her side. His touch, normally bringing her calm, has a fire to it, burning, fueling her desire for him. Leaning closer to her, so close she can feel the heat emanating from him, close enough to smell the wine on him, close enough to see every shade of green in his dazzling eyes, even with the way they were going dark.
"You have your Loki," he growls, desire bleeding through the intensity of his gaze to blow his pupils. "And I want my Lily."
Melting into his embrace, the heat inside her increases tenfold when she tastes the intensity of his want for her. A small whimper escapes her, needing to feel more of him. A tentative hand reaches up and rests on the slope of his pale neck, and Lily feels his pulse underneath her fingertips.
Breathless, she manages to pull away and whisper against his lips “I’m yours.”
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Loki w Dark Elves’s gun (from Thor:TDW B-Roll)
ダークエルフさんから奪ったあの銃をとりあえず撃たせたかったていう落書き。銃のデザインはよくわかってないけどなんかギーガーっぽくて好きです。
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It is not wrong to answer my question as true, little flower. You are not wrong. You are worthy of much more than myself, but I am a selfish and greedy man at the worst of my soul. You are mine and I will never let you go.
-Loki 💚
don’t cry dammit
Welp, looks like we’re going to be together forever, because I want nothing more than you.
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