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Ghost. - part 14: Courage
My suggestion for this chapter is Time in a Bottle by Jim Croce,
Part 1 here - part 15 will be published on Monday 03/18, hopefully, unless I'm late again.
PAIRING: TVA!LokixOC
RATING: ALL
TAG LIST: @kats72 ; @mischief2sarawr
SUMMARY: Loki meets sombody at the TVA he once knew. Unfortunately she doesn't seem to remember him.
"Love gives us courage".
TVA, 2021 – Frame Collapse
"You need to put your head in here so we can scan your temporal aura" O.B. said to Timely.
Loki, who had lived that secene way too many times, sighed and strode across the room, reaching Lydia who was standing beside Mobius.
"I need to talk to you" he told her and wasted no time grabbing her by the arm and dragging her to a corner of the room.
"Hey, what's wrong? What's happening?"
"I want to tell you that I tried" Loki swallowed as Lydia looked at him confused. "I swore to you, I promised you, and I tried. So many times."
"Loki, I don't understand" she looked at him worriedly.
"I went back in time, learned to control temporal jumps, and tried to prevent the collapse of the frame 8 trillion times," he explained with tired eyes.
Lydia looked shocked. Loki had spent centuries looping back and forth in time, for her. For them. For the TVA. Lydia stepped closer to him, stroking his face, observing his weary eyes and his attempt to smile at her.
"Loki" Lydia wanted to tell him that it was enough. That he couldn't go on like this. That if that was to be their end, knowing that he had tried, she would accept it. She couldn't pronunce a word, but Loki understood everything.
"I know what I have to do, one last attempt" he mimicked her and rested his hand on her cheek.
"Don't torture yourself, Loki, please," Lydia shook her head.
"One last attempt" he repeated as his eyes welled up. "I just need to know one thing." Loki took a deep breath, recalling the words the elderly Lydia had said to him. "Do you love me?"
Both of their breaths stopped.
Lydia looked into his blue eyes for what felt like an eternity, and in them, she saw the courage she had lacked until that moment.
"Every time you hold my hands to comfort me, every time you're there when there's no one else I'd want, every time you smile at me, every time you're patient with me, and every time you lose patience. Everytime we argue and everytime we mock each other. Every day, every moment, even when I hate you, I love you, Loki."
Loki began to breathe again when he hadn't even realized he had stopped. He blinked once before bringing her face closer to his and kissing her. With desperation, with sadness, with fear, with courage, and with love. All the love he had and all that she had given him.
He kissed her and held her tightly with all the strength he had in his body.
When he ran out of breath, he pulled away and, holding her close, whispered one thing to her, murmured like a secret against her ear.
"I've kissed you 8 trillion times."
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TVA, some days later
Lydia watched Yggdrasil, the Tree of Worlds that concealed Loki.
After kissing her, Loki had rushed downstairs, opened the doors, and before disappearing, he had said he would do it for them. For all of them.
He left and saved the world. Like a real hero. But what burden had he left behind?
Lydia had screamed. She didn't remember what or how long for. She screamed and cried until her throat hurt, then she continued as she lost her voice.
She didn't know how much time had passed since then.
There were days when she felt like she couldn't do it, when she thought that maybe, if he had simply died, it would have been better, rather than seeing him condemned for eternity to the thing he feared most: loneliness. Those were the days when she couldn't stop crying.
There were days when she felt strong, full of hope because at least he was there and she could find a way to reach him, to free him. Those were the days when she studied tucked away among the shelves of the TVA, wandered through spacetime, searching for solutions, and made life hell for Timely and O.B., pressing them to come up with some idea.
And there were days when she felt absolutely nothing. She stood motionless staring at Yggdrasil. She didn't speak, she didn't eat, and anyone who saw her wondered if she was still breathing. Days when she seemed a ghost.
"Here, I thought you might need this,"
Lydia turned to see Mobius. He wasn't doing very well either, and that brought them together.
He handed her a cup, and Lydia took it, letting the smell of coffee fill her nostrils.
"Thank you," she murmured.
"You'll have to accept things, sooner or later," Mobius said, putting his free hand in his pocket while holding a folder in the other.
They had already had that conversation.
"Loki spent centuries, if not thousands of years, trying to save us, Mobius," she took a sip from the cup. "I don't intend to do any less for him."
"You don't have his abilities, Lydia, it's a futile comparison."
"The last time I looked at him, I promised myself that I would save him, just as he saved us," she turned to the analyst. "I've never given up before, and I don't intend to start now."
Mobius clenched the folder in his hand but didn't respond.
"Yet, it's beautiful, isn'it?" He looked through the window.
"Yes. Yes he is".
YOU MAY THINK THIS IS THE END. YOU'RE WRONG. THE HELL I'M LEAVING LOKI IN FUCKING TREE.
Sorry for the short chapter but I felt like cutting at that scene.
As usual thank you for reading,
See you soon <3
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Winter Wonders 》 The Baby Fever AU & Winter Warmers Collection
Loki Laufeyson x fem!Reader
Summary: Loki comes home on a beautiful winter day after being five months away on royal duty - much to your daughter's delight.
Warnings: huge amount of fluff!
Word Count: 2,4k
a/n: This is my tribute to @lokisgoodgirl 's wonderful Winter Warmers Collection! 🥰And because we all love dad!Loki and Ella, I decided to make this a Baby Fever AU oneshot! 🥰 Special thanks to @aagn360 for giving me the inspiration, with the idea of a cuddle session with Ella, Y/N and touch-starved Loki. 😁
Also, I am so sorry for the ghost post earlier - to those who noticed! I posted this oneshot on accident... 😅 It's too early yet in the timeline for that story... I'm so sorry, guys! 🙈
Tagging: @lokisgoodgirl @lovingchoices14 @evelyn-kingsley @jennyggggrrr @acefeather2002 @lulubelle814 @vbecker10 @theaudacitytowrite @lady-rose-moon @aagn360 @fictive-sl0th @mostclevermiss @linaax
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BABY FEVER MASTERLIST °☆• MASTERLIST
Four-year-old Ella was kneeling on a chair, which stood in front of the big window pane in the living room. The little girl had both her hands pressed against the glass, watching the snowflakes dance through the chilly winter air of New York City. She loved snow - what was absolutely no wonder. After all, she had some Jotun blood running through her veins.
Her hands were tinged in a soft blue, due to the coldness of the window pane, which managed to tickle her inner Frost Giant awake. "Sweetheart, what are you doing?" You asked with a sweet smile, as you walked into the living room with two mugs of hot chocolate in your hands. "Are you watching the snow again?" Ella nodded. "Uh.Huh." You shook your head, but smiled; knew exactly why she did that. She started to watch the snow, since it began to fall. It reminded her of her father, who was currently away on royal duty on Jotunheim - since almost five months now. Ella was missing him terribly. Sure, Loki was staying in touch, of course, but it wasn't the same. It wasn't the real thing – and since the season had changed and Christmas was almost right around the corner, the little girl seemed to miss her dad even more.
A sad sigh left your lips as you set the mugs down on the small table and stepped over to your daughter. "Do you miss daddy, princess?" The girl nodded, head hanging low. "So much, mommy..." Your heart ached at the broken, sad and almost painful voice of your daughter. You ran your hand gently, lovingly through her thick, black curls and leaned down to press a kiss on her head. "I know, sweetie, I know... I miss daddy as well." She turned to face you, looking up at you with her big, blue eyes. "Do you know when he is coming back?" You shook your head, "No, I'm sorry, sweet girl. I wish I knew, but I don't." and handed her a cup of hot chocolate, which Ella took with a small smile. "Thank you." You both took a big sip, relishing in the taste of the sweet, chocolaty drink. "What would you like to do this afternoon, sweetheart?" You asked her, deciding that it was for the best to somehow take her mind off of Loki for a while. "Umm..." Ella started, thinking about what to say. You looked at her and noticed with a smile, that her upper lip was still coated in whipped cream and hot chocolate, giving her a literal moustache. She looked utterly cute. "Can we go out in the snow?" You raised an eyebrow. "Again?" It wasn't like you spent almost the whole week outside for hours and hours. Ella just loved snow and took everybody with her, who had time. On Monday, she was out with you. On Tuesday, she took Happy with her – okay, okay, actually took Happy Ella with him, to be entirely honest. He was totally not using your daughter as an excuse to go sledding and built a snowman. Absolutely not! On Wednesday she was out with Eisa, Jane and you - again. On Thursday, she took uncle Bruce and auntie Nat with her and yesterday, uncle Tony had to bite the bullet. Of course, they enjoyed going out with the little girl. Especially Happy. "Yes! Please, mommy! Please!" How could you say no to her? You started to smile and nod. "Alright, my little Frost Giant. Go, get dressed." Her eyes lit up at your words and she squealed in excitement, "Yay!" before she hopped down from the chair and sprinted out of the living room to get dressed. You watched her run away, with a giggle. Oh, how much you loved her.
An hour later, you were walking through the snowy streets, on your way to go to the hill you spent the most time at this week. Ella's small hand in your left hand, the string of the wooden sled in your right hand. Ella was looking up, head tilted back. Her mouth was opened, tongue jutted out to catch snowflakes. You giggled; her behaviour reminding you of your own childhood. Who didn't do that as a kid?
After a ten minute walk, you arrived at the small hill, where a few other kids were already sledding. Ella practically dragged you there and what could you say? You had the fun of your life - and so did Ella. You always loved winter and the snow. There was just something special about this season… Something magical…
When you climbed the hill for the approximately thousandth time this day and got seated on the sledge with Ella sitting between your spread legs, ready for take-off, the little girl suddenly tapped your arm repeatedly. "Mommy, mommy!" She called out, trying to get your attention. You looked down at her quickly, thinking something was wrong. "What is it, Ella?" She pointed into distance - towards the Avengers compound to be exactly. "Look, look!" You followed her pointing, causing your eyes to widen. The snow and grey sky were blocking your view a bit, but you could clearly see the large ray of rainbow light breaking through the thick blanket of clouds. It was the Bifrost - without a doubt. Loki. A gasp left your lips at the realisation that he must have arrived back home – in that very moment. "It's daddy, mommy! He is back! He is back!" Ella squealed excitedly, before she wriggled about on the sled. "I-It seems so, y-yes." "We have to go, we have to go!" Your daughter was absolutely right. So, you gave the sledge the final nudge to manoeuvre it over the 'cliff' and together you sled down the small hill. The sledge didn't come even entirely to a halt, when Ella already jumped off of it and started to run through the snow, back towards the tower. "Ella!" You stood up and called after her, "Ella! Wait!" but she ignored your words and kept on running; her father being the only thing on her mind. You cursed slightly under your breath, before you quickly jogged after her, sledge in tow. For a four-year-old, she was very fast, like you noticed. You weren't able to outrun her. Perhaps it was also the fault of the not exactly weightless wooden sledge you had to drag behind you, but well… at least you saw her from distance. As fast as your feet could carry you, you made your way towards your home. Ten minutes later, you had finally reached your destination - just in time to witness one of the most beautiful things your eyes had ever seen…
The Bifrost was closed by now, of course, but you had been right with your assumption. It was Loki and Thor. They were both back and now standing on the big snowed in yard of the compound, clad in their Asgardian armour. Loki's raven hair was turning white, as he talked to his brother; snowflakes caught on his long curls. His black and emerald green cape was flapping in the cold winter breeze, golden armour reflected by the white snow. Ella's small legs seemed to work even harder, getting her to her dad even faster. Her pink snowsuit and beanie literally glowed through the white, as she ran and ran. "Daddy! Daddy!" Ella screamed so loud, that even you could hear her. You saw how Loki turned swiftly around at her screams. The voice of his daughter ringing in his ears caused his heart to speed up. And when he laid eyes upon the little girl running towards him, he felt like he was going to cry right then and there out of sheer boundless happiness. That was his child, his little girl, his princess coming for him. He feared his heart was going to burst because of the love he felt, radiating throughout his whole body. "I am going to see you later, brother." He heard Thor say in a happy voice, followed by a clap on his shoulder, before the God of Thunder trudged away; eager to meet his own family again after this long time. Ella got closer; her happy giggles echoing over the yard. Loki beamed at her, took a few steps forwards and squatted down, opening his arms for Ella to run into. "Daddyyyyy!" The girl yelled once again, when she had reached him, literally jumping in his awaiting arms. Her little legs and arms wound themselves around the God's body, holding on for dear life. Loki enveloped her in a tight hug, inhaling her scent, as silent tears of happiness ran down his cheeks. Oh how much he had missed her. "My sweet girl." He mumbled in her beanie covered hair, "My princess." before he leaned back slightly to pepper her cheeks with wet, sloppy kisses. "Daddy stop! That tickles!" Ella giggled, as Loki's raven curls brushed her face. The God just chuckled as well, more than happy to finally have his daughter back in his arms after those torturous five months. "Why are you crying, daddy?" Ella asked her father, quite a bit confused now, to which Loki just shook his head. "Those are happy tears, princess. I am so happy to see you again. I missed you so much." Her eyes brightened, shining with love. "I missed you too, daddy!"
Your husband and daughter were clinging at each other, when you finally had reached them as well. You had shortly feared that the scene playing out in front of your eyes was your own imagination, tricking you - but it wasn't a trick. It was real. "Loki..." You literally gasped, both because you were out of breath and utterly surprised by his sudden arrival. His oceanic blue eyes immediately lifted to look you straight in the eyes. "Y/N!" He let Ella down gently and quickly bridged the short distance separating you from him. The familiar scent of him infiltrated your senses, as he pulled you tightly against his amour clad chest. Leather, cedarwood and pine, combined with something dark and musky you couldn't put a finger on. It was just Loki. You inhaled deeply and locked your arms around him, bathing in the sensation to just feel his presence. You tangled your fingers in his long curls and buried your face in his chest. Once again, Loki felt some tears escaping the corners of his eyes. Oh how he had longed to feel your body against his again. He was dying to feel your touch - and suddenly here you were, safe and securely in his arms. "Darling..." He whispered in a low, husky voice. "My goddess, my queen, my wife… I missed you so much." You lifted your head, eyes dancing over every inch of skin on his handsome face. "I missed you too... So so much." With his hands on your hips, you stood on your tiptoes to lock your lips on his. Sighing happily in the kiss you were giving him, he pulled you once again closer, not intending to let you go again in near future - and that was exactly what Loki did.
With Ella on one arm and the other wrapped around your waist, he guided you into the big building and up to your apartment. He spent the rest of the afternoon with Ella, catching up on the lost time with his daughter. They were inseparable, sticking to each other like glued together - until it was time for Ella to go to bed. Although she didn't sleep. Not before Loki was curled up beside her. The God loved it to spend time with Ella, but there was another important person he desperately wanted to spend time with... You. He was in lack of your presence for so long. His heart, soul and body longed for you. Yes, he was literally touch-starved.
Sneaking out of the now sleeping girl's room, he tiptoed down the hallway towards the bedroom, where he found you laying already embedded in the sheets, reading. As soon as you noticed him, you laid your book aside and smiled at him. "Ella asleep?" The God nodded. "Yes. Sleeping like a baby." Your smile even widened, as you patted his side of the bed, which had been cold and empty for so many nights - except the ones Ella had slept beside you, after a nightmare had haunted her in her sleep or because she couldn't sleep at all. "C'mere, babe... I missed you..." You said, repeating your words from earlier. The touch-starved God didn't let himself tell that twice. With quick steps he rounded the bed, got rid of his sweater and sweatpants, before he slipped underneath the covers, immediately searching for your touch. As soon, as your head came to rest on his bare chest and your fingertips into contact with the skin of his stomach, a pleasant shiver run down his spine. He felt whole again. This was exactly where he needed to be. Where he wanted to be. You felt exactly the same way. Without a doubt. No words needed to be exchanged, as you just enjoyed to cuddle him; to feel his beating heart underneath your palm.
Just as you were about to doze off, your bedroom door suddenly creaked open softly, almost hesitatingly. Seconds later, Ella's head peaked through the small gap, tired, sleepy eyes looking at you. "Daddy?" She quipped. "Princess? What's wrong? Can't you sleep?" "Why did you just leave me?" Ella asked, rubbing her eyes, while she stepped fully in the room. "I'm sorry, sweet girl, but I wanted to be with mommy, cuddle her too." Her blue eyes wandered from Loki to you and back. "Can I come, too?" Loki and you looked at each other, smiling softly, before nodding at the small girl. "Of course, princess. Come here. But close the door behind you." On lightning speed, Ella closed the door and literally jumped in the bed, making herself comfortable under your cosy blankets, so that she was sandwiched between you and Loki. You turned off your bedside lamp, before the three of you cuddled close together and just enjoyed each other's presence. There was nothing better in this whole, wide world, than seeing Loki again after being separated for such a long time and just cuddling him and Ella close.
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HEL
WHO IS SHE?
Hel, also called Hella and Hela, is the name used to refer to the Goddess of the Underworld in Norse mythology. She is the daughter of Loki and the Goddess of death, disease, decay, and destruction. Hel is a mysterious, otherworldly deity who presides over the realm of the dead. According to the lore, her followers would be taken to her afterlife after death, where they would face their eternal fate. Though her domain is dark and seemingly frightening, Hel is a powerful and important deity in Norse mythology and has strong ties to the otherworld and the afterlife.
BASIC INFO:
Appearance: in Norse mythology, Hel is described as a very pale but beautiful woman, often with dark, pale hair. She is sometimes depicted as being very thin and gaunt, with a corpse-like appearance. She is also described as often being very sorrowful and sad, and she is known to be a rather ominous and sinister figure. She is often depicted wearing dark, gothic-style clothing and bearing a variety of symbols associated with death and the Underworld.
Personality: Hel is often described as being very sorrowful and solemn. She is often depicted as being a rather quiet and melancholy figure, lacking in the warmth and friendliness that is attributed to the other Norse goddesses. She is generally regarded as being a somewhat sinister and oppressive presence, and she is often seen as having a much darker and more brooding nature than her sisters.
Symbols: ankh, wolves, bones and skulls, ravens, corpse, scythe, fire, spiral, broom, rake, and Hagalaz Rune
Goddess of: death and the Underworld
Culture: Norse
Plants and trees: beech, alder, elm, ivy, juniper, willow, yew, nightshade, belladonna, datura, nettle, wormwood, elder, hellebore, mistletoe, and blackberries
Crystals: obsidian, amethyst, black onyx, bloodstone, jet, black tourmaline,
Animals: rats, wolves, crows, dogs, and serpents
Incense: myrrh, dragon’s blood, frankincense, and patchouli
Colours: dark green, black, dark blue, red, white, and dark purple
Tarot: Death, The Tower, and Suit of Swords
Planets: Pluto
Days: Monday, Halloween, Winter Solstice, Samhain, Helrbjörg, and Allhallowtide
Parents: Loki and Angrboða
Siblings: Fenrir, Jörmungandr, Váli, Narfi, and Sleipnir (Odin’s horse)
Partner: Baldr
Children: Krampus and Santa Claus
MISC:
• Wolves: which are often seen as the guardians of the underworld.
• Ravens and crows: associated with the realm of the dead.
• Pluto: the planet associated with death and rebirth.
• Moon: is the celestial object associated with death, madness, and witchcraft.
• The wolf Gnaa, whose name translates to "the one of the deep" and is the guardian of the underworld.
• Helhest: a mystical three-legged horse that can run across the sky and the sea, carrying souls to the World of Death.
• The black dog Cegrim: which is said to guide souls to the land of Hel.
• The Norns: who are the three Goddesses who spin the fate of each individual soul.
FACTS ABOUT HEL:
• Holds a biconical horn, called a drink horn, which she uses to drain the souls from dead mortals.
• She is the daughter of Loki and Angrboda.
• Garmr (sometimes also called Garm) is the dog or hound that is considered to be Hel's guardian and protector in Norse mythology. Garm is a demonic and monstrous creature, with the size and strength of a bear, the aggression and cunning of a wolf, and the ferocity and loyalty of a dog. Garm is also immortal and has the unique ability to never sleep or rest, which makes him an incomparable guardian and companion to Hel.
• Bears the nickname Goddess of the Dead.
• She resides in a giant estate called Helheim.
HOW TO WORSHIP HEL:
To respectfully worship Hel, set up a sacred space dedicated to her and keep it organized and clean. Honor her symbols of death and rebirth with your attire, decorations, and rituals and rituals. Use colours associated with death and rebirth (black, dark purple, and dark green) in decorations and rituals. Light candles and incense during rituals and dispose of them responsibly.
HOW TO PRAY TO HEL:
To begin, you can address her by name and say something like:
"Hail Hel, Lady of the Underworld. I come to you seeking your guidance and protection. Please bless me with your wisdom and help me to walk the path of death and rebirth. Guide me into the realms of darkness, so I may emerge stronger and more enlightened.”
"Now that I have honored you and asked for your guidance, I offer this as a humble offering in your name. Accept my gratitude and blessings, and may our paths cross again in the future. Hail to you, Lady of the Underworld, I bid you farewell for now. Hail Hel.”
WHAT ARE SIGNS THAT HEL WANTS ME TO WORK WITH HER?
If your request to work with Hel has been accepted, here are some signs that you can look for:
• Feeling a sense of pull or attraction to her energy and teachings.
• Experiencing synchronicity or signs that point to her presence.
• You have dreams or visions about her.
• You hear/see her name on the TV, radio, online, in books, etc.
• You recently had a family member pass away
• You’re currently working on healing from religious trauma, specifically fears of death and Hell
• The Death card continually pops up in a reading
• Hagalaz rune is calling to you and showing up everywhere
• Hel’s animals are coming to you as a sign: dog, wolf, or horse
• An increased sense of devotion and reverence towards her.
• Feel drawn to her symbols or representations, such as skulls, bones, and Gothic imagery.
• Something in your life triggers an intense emotional or mental reaction where you feel a strong urge or desire to work with her and embrace her teachings.
• Experiencing a strong sense of passion, dedication, or devotion towards her.
If your request to work with Hel has not been accepted, you may notice the following signs:
• Strong sense of confusion, doubt, and disappointment.
• Intense negative feelings such as anger, frustration, or even guilt.
• Having a sense that something is off or missing, and a feeling of hopelessness and apathy.
• Feeling like your path is unclear, and a lack of direction and purpose.
• Lack of connection and familiarity with her energy and teachings.
Overall you need to be respectful of deities denying your request.
OFFERINGS:
• Money
• Jewelry with dark or gothic themes, as she is often depicted wearing such items in artwork.
• Precious stones
• Weaponry.
• Alcohol or other intoxicating substances.
• Herbs.
• Food or drinks: tea, soup, meat, honey, bread, milk, fruit, and other delicacies.
• Items that represent the cycle of life and death: such as bones, skulls, jewelry with a skeleton theme, and plants associated with death and rebirth.
• Fire or candles: associated with the realm of the dead.
• Music and instruments: she was said to be a talented musician and musician herself.
• Dried Flowers
• Blood
DEVOTIONAL ACTS FOR HEL:
• Keep a journal, record your thoughts and feelings about her.
• Create an altar or sacred space for her.
• Read or study books on Norse mythology and the goddess Hel.
• Pray to her and ask for her guidance and protection.
• Mindfully clean the graves of deceased loved ones. Talk to them when you visit. If you can’t visit your loved one’s graves, you can write to them and burn it. Watch the letter burn and think that the fire and smoke is delivering the message to them.
• Keep a small altar to honor your beloved who have passed and tend to it. Do not forget their names.
• Honour and embrace all of your emotions. This includes your negative emotions such as anger, jealousy, pain, etc. Accepting and acknowledging these emotions helps process them better and thus help you be a better person. Denying them allows them to fester.
• Do shadow work especially during Sundays.
• Do spirit work. Be cautious when you this and properly protect yourself and dismiss the spirit soon after.
• Do ancestral work and establish ancestral healing starting with you. This helps heal the ones who have come before you.
• Take time to sit in silence and watch the world move around you. You can do this in a symbolic way by leaving fruit like an apple outside and watch it rot.
• Meditate and learn the value of taking a pause in this fast-paced world.
• Accept change and adapt to it.
• Learn to appreciate the sudden changes or slight inconveniences in life. See the positive side of it.
• Learn the value of patience.
• Live your life as if it was your last (mindfully).
• Volunteer in cleaning cemeteries or in your local mortuary
• Keep a garden and care for it. (Some SDAs say she likes roses but she could ask you to care for other plants)
• Visit or volunteer in hospital work especially for the critically ill. Bring joy into their life even for a short while. You don’t know how much time they have left.
• Dress in neutral and dark colours.
• Dedicate a playlist for her.
• Collect animal bones. Clean then and breathe life into them (do so ethically, killing animals for bones is a blatant disrespect for Hel, the animal and the law).
• Adopt unwanted animals (the ones who are critically ill or are of old age) and give them the best life before they pass
• Carry an organ donor or a blood donor card.
• Enjoy fermented food and drinks such as wine and mead. Do not forget to toast to her name.
IS IT SAFE TO EAT OR DRINK AN OFFERING I GIVE TO HER?
It is not recommended to eat or drink offerings given to Hel because she is a powerful, protective, and guardian entity associated with the Underworld. She is a figure of death and rebirth, and she is responsible for ensuring the souls of the deceased cross over to the afterlife. Her energetic presence may not be fit for human consumption, and consuming offerings that were given to her may cause an imbalance in energy and a disruption in the connection with this deity. It is always better to err on the side of caution and avoid consuming offerings that were given to Hel.
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Thrown Blurb #3: Card Shark
Word Count: 509
Author's Notes: Happy Monday! Here we have the longest blurb yet but I still couldn't see it becoming a full chapter.
Master List
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You were sitting at Thor and Loki's kitchen table, playing cards spread in your hands. The deck was Asgardian, the cards were printed with illustrations of animals, some familiar, others not. They reminded you of illuminated manuscripts. The rules of the game were not very difficult to grasp, but there was an element of chance involved. You had not won a hand yet. You wouldn't be so frustrated by that if your pride had allowed you to turn down Loki's offer of placing bets on the rounds. Make the game interesting, he said. There wasn't much money on the table but you were determined to get it back.
Loki sat across from you with an infuriatingly smug smirk. "You're welcome to forfeit."
"Not a chance. I'm just deciding my next move." You were studying your cards when Thor entered the room.
"Ah, a game of Hunter's Moon?" He filled his glass with water and strolled over to the table. "How are you faring?"
"I'm getting ready to make my comeback." You rearranged the cards in your hand in an attempt to improve them.
Thor frowned, his brow creased as he dragged a finger across the discard pile, spreading the cards out. "Hmm."
You looked up at him. "What?"
"These blue hawks." He tapped the cards.
"Yeah, he's been killing me with those."
"There are three here." Thor said firmly. "There should only be two in the entire deck."
Your head snapped to Loki.
His shameless grin told you everything you needed to know.
"You sneak!" You shrieked as you slammed your cards on the table. "You absolute cheat!"
Loki laughed, the cards in the discard pile shimmered before shifting to much lower-value cards. "I was really expecting you to catch on sooner."
You pointed an accusatory finger. "You're giving me my money back."
He gave you a pitying look. "Now darling, we both agreed to the terms."
"I didn't agree to cheating!"
"You agreed to playing against the God of Lies, which is much the same."
You looked to Thor.
He gave a vague shrug of agreement.
You then scowled and reached across the table for the money pot. The money vanished the moment you touched it.
You stood in indignant shock. "Loki!"
He chuckled, still calm in his chair. "Darling, like I said, we agreed."
You rounded the table and grabbed his arm.
He looked incredibly satisfied as your hand passed right through, then this illusion vanished as well.
Loki's voice called from the front door. "Thor! Do you need anything from the shops? I've just come into some money and feel like an indulgence."
"No you don't!" You shouted. You heard the front door slam and took off at a run. The chase was futile, you knew, but it was the principle of the thing.
Thor stood in the kitchen beside Ash and watched Loki's shape run past the window, with you following shortly after. Ash gave a quiet whine.
"Don't worry." Thor pat the dog's head. "If they don't return by nightfall I'll walk you home."
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The Raven and the Vampire
Chapter 2
Previously the raven and the vampire, had to redone this story to fix it thank you to everyone who read te original and will read this one
This is a jasper Cullen x oc reader daughter of Loki
Deep in the woods, the illuminating lights of the Bifrost open into a small clearing. Light rain is falling from the sky, but of course, to the humans, nothing is happening. It wouldn’t help to cause a scene now would it..Elara steps out her two trusted attendants/ guardians step out behind her
“So this is Midgard. How beautiful, just like the ancient Forests of Asgard”
“My lady, we need to find somewhere we can generate a homestead to mask our presence.” Mila speaks.
Mila was one of Sigyn's most loyal friends, She was a beautiful woman with long auburn hair and soft brown eyes. She held the same warmth about her that many of the healers of Asgard had but she was much more than that
Having been a maid to sigyn when she was young Mila quickly rose in the ranks and became not only an incredible healer but also a personal bodyguard and advisor to lady sigyn, practically an aunt to Elara and her two brothers.
“My lady, if you and Mila will follow me, I actually have already scouted the area. Up ahead is an area without so much foliage; it's secluded enough for us to not be detected easily, but not so far to draw suspicion. It will make a perfect homestead.”
“Perfect as always uncle lucas”
Lucas was Elaras second guardian for this adventure. Lucas wasn’t really your uncle, he was originally a warrior in asgards armies, having done everything to suppress his magic since he was young due to his family's belief in strength over magic. Until one day it finally exploded, my father found him and trained him, the two actually becoming friends. Lucas asked to be appointed as one of Loki's personal guards and Loki readily agreed, wanting a talented warrior and magician guarding his family when he could not be with them.
Elara and Mila follow Lucas up ahead, the clearing coming into view. It was a decent clearing perfect to set up a home without destroying any of the native foliage or wildlife.
“This is perfect with the little gizmo Mr. Lang gave to us, we should be able to make quite a decent home.”
Taking the small toy house from her pocket and to follow the directions Mr. Lang gave her.
“Ok, set the house where we want and then throw the small blue device at it. Let me make a shield just in case and then we can start moving in.”
Setting the model on the ground you throw the device and hurriedly step. Back as the house begins to grow and take form. Large bay windows make up the front while the slanted roofs will keep the rain from puddling anywhere, the house has a great porch overlooking the forest while all the wood is dark. It’s a beautiful modern home but was missing something
Using her magic, Elara softens the landscaping. Adding a front step, driveway and rocks to create a more lived in atmosphere
“ There, we are home sweet home… away from home. Now all we have to do is get comfortable and come Monday, thanks to Auntie Natasha, I'll be able to start at the local highschool.”
”Are you sure you're ready, little raven?”
“yes aunty im sure. I can feel it. This is where I'm meant to be.”
Monday rolls around with the seemingly never ending cloudy sky, light rain hits Elara's cheeks as her favorite motorbike a gift from Stark propels her towards the local school. It felt just like riding her horse back home, the wind in her hair and views spreading by, it felt normal, to her at last for when she pulled into the school's parking lot reality came crashing back.
At least if the look on the kids' faces around her told her anything.
It didn't occur to Elara that most teenagers don't ride motorcycles in the rain, ice and snow. Elara didn't really feel cold due to her heritage and had faced much worse than a slick road, so she thought nothing of riding the bike.
Well crap, not standing out a lot is not going well, but Elara couldn’t help it. The bike spoke to her this morning, oh well she adjusts her outfit and keeps moving forward is all i can do at this point.
What she didn't take note of though is the confused looks of the seven people across the parking lot.
The Cullen pov
“Well they said we were gonna get a new girl and damn does she know how to make an entrance look at that bike”.
“Emmett I’m pretty sure judging by her face she didn’t mean to make a big entrance” Rue Cullen exclaims as she stands next to her cute little girlfriend Alice and the rest of their coven
“It’s odd though I couldn't hear any of her thoughts, not a single peep.”
“Do you think she could be a like Bella”
“No idea.”
“Either way we should probably be careful around her. Last time we met a new person Edward couldn’t read we ended up having to defend her from a pack of rouges.”
“Rosalie babe chill it will all be fine” Emmett throws his massive arm over his wife trying to bring her some comfort.
“What about you, Jasper, did you get any readings from her?” Silence echoes around them
“Jasper, hello earth to jasper” Alice says waving her hand in front of her best friend's face.
“What, what were we talking about?”
“The new girl cowboy, did you get anything off of her?”
“ No,nothing just like Edward”
“ Well I don’t know about the rest of you but I feel like something good is gonna come with this girl. And I'm sure Bella will be glad there is a new person to take more attention off of her.”
“Sure Alice whatever you say sweetie”
Jasper, still in a daze silently agrees with Alice and Rue there’s something about this girl, something almost pulling him towards her. The other Cullens share a look as they wait for Bella Swan to join them at their cars so they can start another tedious day of highschool.
Elaras Pov
The building itself is somewhat old but well maintained. Taking a deep breath and fling open the door heading to the front office she heads inside to retrieve her new school schedule. The front lobby was brightly lit, and slightly warm, the office small with a little waiting area, ugly padded folding chairs, orange-flecked commercial carpet, notices and awards cluttering the walls, and a big clock ticking loudly. The only saving grace for the poor space was the multitude of plants that grew everywhere in large plastic pots. The room was cut in half by a long counter, cluttered with wire baskets full of papers and brightly colored flyers taped to its front. Behind the counter was a large, red-haired woman wearing glasses.
“"Can I help you?"
"I'm Elara, Elara Lane ,"
Immediate awareness lights the women’s eyes. Thankfully I was expected, Mila had come earlier in the month to help set up everything for my human cover, cause although Uncle Thor, father and everyone where well known and respected I was not and wanted to keep it that way, at least for now.
"Of course," she said. She dug through a precariously stacked pile of documents on her desk till she found the ones she was looking for.
“You must be very smart to most of these classes are advanced”
“Yes ma’am school has always been important to me and my family” and the 750 plus years of experience I had on the oldest person here didn't hurt either.
“Well I have your schedule right here, and a map of the school."
She brought several sheets to the counter to show me what my classes were and where highlighting the best route to each on the map, and gave me a slip to have each teacher sign, which I was to bring back at the end of the day. She smiled at me and hoped that I would like it here in Forks. I smiled back as convincingly as I could, education not really being my priority. Before i walked away to start the day
Fishing out the map I go around the cafeteria, towards building three with ease. The classroom was small, people pushing past me to hang up their coats on a long row of hooks. I copied them,hanging up my black leather jacket. Taking in the room I notice how boring this world seemed compared to Asgard, it's almost colorless in comparison. I also notice I may need to rethink some of the things I'm wearing, seeing as everyone is bundled up to fight the chill in the air. Not really feeling the cold due to my heritage left me sitting in a simple shirt looking very much out of place, maybe i should put my jacket back.
Before I can move to grab the leather, a tall, curvy woman whose desk had a nameplate identifying her as Mrs Jones walks in. Already liking the aura around her, I introduce myself.
“Good morning I’m the new student Elara Lane”
“Oh hello dear, welcome to forks and Ap English, I’m Mrs jones well find an empty desk and we can all get started. We are currently on page 394 of the textbook.”
Taking an empty desk at the back I managed to make it harder for my new classmates to openly stare at me, keeping my eyes forward and a kind smile on my face. Once the lesson started and everyone’s attention was directed at the teacher I took the opportunity to reach out with my aseir, trying to see if I could feel my soulmate.
The auras fill the room but nothing speaks out to me. Well that’s a handful of people out of the running. I can’t really decide if that's comforting or boring, well it's only the first class we'll see what happens in the next one.
Jasper's pov
Sitting in my first period class as the teacher drones on and on, i feel a prickling on the back of my neck, like an invisible hand reaching out for me, even though i'm in the back corner of the room, Rue nudges my side and gives me a worrying look, a silent asking of my wellbeing. Nodding back I went back to looking at the window and thinking again of the girl this morning. Could she be this feeling, it would make sense she’s the only new variable. I’ll just have to make it til lunch and i can speak with Edward and Alice on what they think or if they felt what i did.
elara pov
When the bell rang, a nasal buzzing sound, a gangly boy with skin problems and hair black as an oil slick leaned across the aisle to talk to me.
"You're elaura lane, aren't you?" He looked like the overly helpful, chess club type.
"Elara its Nordic” I corrected. Everyone within a three-seat radius turned to look at me.
"Where's your next class?" he asked.
I had to check in my bag. "Hmm, Government, with a Mr. Jefferson, in building six."
"I'm headed toward building four, I could show you the way…" Definitely over-helpful.
" oh also I'm Eric," he added extending his hand for me to shake
I smiled tentatively returning the gesture .
"Thanks."
Picking up our jackets and heading out into the rain. I could feel the several people behind us, who were trying to walk close enough to eavesdrop.
"So, this is a lot different than (insert random place) huh?" he asked.
“Very, it's a lot darker here than where I'm from.”
“Oh does it not rain a lot there,”
“No it does but I guess it just feels more blue here if that makes any sense”
“Oh no I get that.”
We walked back around the cafeteria, to the south buildings by the gym. Eric walked me right to the door, even though it was clearly marked and could have just as easily pointed me there.
"Well, good luck," he said as I touched the handle. Seeming a little deflated like he wanted to integrate me a little more
"Thank you and hey maybe we'll have some other classes together or something."He smiled hopefully as I continued inside.
The rest of the morning passed in about the same fashion. My Trigonometry teacher, Mr. Varner, who I hated instantly, his haughty personality already grating on my nerves,he actually made me stand in front of the class and introduce myself like i five. Reading him I could tell he hoped for the new student to be embarrassed so he could show some sort of authority. Typical bully behavior, unfortunately, for him, I was raised better fortunately for him I had a mission and would definitely have to watch my tongue while near him lest I get myself expelled.
After two classes, I started to recognize several of the faces in each class. There was always someone braver than the others who would introduce themselves and ask me questions about how I was liking Forks. I tried to be diplomatic, but mostly I just lied, a lot. At least I didn't need the map anymore. One girl that sat next to me in both Trig and Science, and escorted me to the cafeteria for lunch.
She was tiny, several inches shorter than me but her wildly curly dark hair made up a lot of the difference between our heights. I couldn't remember her name, so I smiled and nodded as she prattled on about teachers and classes. I didn't try to keep up, my thoughts occupied as I still hadn’t found my soulmate. She ended up sitting at the end of a full table with several of her friends, who she introduced to me. The boy from English, Eric, being one of them.
They all went around and introduced themselves. While they all seemed nice I could tell they were only interested in me cause I was something new to look at. I simply smiled and continued on with the small talk and questions people had been asking me all day when the doors in the back of the room flung open drawing my attention to the other side of the room. It was there, sitting in the lunchroom, trying to make conversation with curious strangers, that I first saw and felt them.
They were sitting in the corner of the cafeteria, as far away from where I sat as possible in the long room. There were six of them. They weren't talking, and they weren't eating, though they each had a tray of untouched food in front of them. They weren't necessarily gawking at me, unlike most of the other students, just quick glances of curiosity that I returned. There were three girls and three boys all looking around the same age group.
The three girls were all beautiful in their own right. The tall one was statuesque with a beautiful figure, her hair was golden, gently waving to the middle of her back, she reminded me of the elves from Alfheim or could be an asgardian if not for her pale skin. The short girl was pixielike, thin in the extreme, with small features. Her hair was a deep black, cropped short and pointing in every direction. Next to her holding her hand was a beautiful full figured coco toned girl with the prettiest curly hair I had ever seen.
Just as I was about to move to the males another girl walked up to the table. She was actually a very normal pretty compared to the others, her very pale complexion with long, straight, dark brown hair, a widow's peak, unique chocolate brown eyes and a heart-shaped face. She sat down next to one of the three boys sitting at the table. He was kind of lanky like your father, less bulky with untidy, bronze-colored hair. He was more boyish than the others, especially when compared to the big muscled boy ,who kind of reminds me of my uncle, except with dark, curly hair.
The last boy however was the one that caught most of my attention. He was tall and lean, but I could tell he was still muscular, and had beautiful honey blond hair waving around his head. While the rest of them were all looking away and back again trying to have at least some decorum as they quietly conversed with one another he just stared. I could tell the rest of them were talking about me, but couldn't find it in me to care as I was transfixed by the beautiful honey blond male.
Our staring contest was broken when the small girl suddenly rose with her tray — and walked away with a frantic look on her face drawing concern from the others.
"Who are they?" I asked the girl from my Spanish class, whose name I'd forgotten.
“That's Edward Cullen and his girlfriend Bella swan, she was actually the new girl last year. Beside them is Emmett Cullen, his girlfriend Rosalie and her brother Jasper Hale. The one who left was Alice Cullen; and the one she was sitting next to is her girlfriend Rue Turner; they all live together with Dr. Cullen and his wife." She said,
“They all live together, as couples?”
“yeah its a complicated story.” jessica the girl that was sat at the table with us spoke up
“Emmetts family were in an accident before they all moved here, what I’ve heard is that because he was dating Rosalie at the time Dr. Cullen being the supper dad he is, he adopted Emmet for Rose since Emmet didn’t have any other family left. Same with alice and rue. Even though rue isn’t officially a Cullen she still lives with them. She came out to her parents and the cullens took her in when her parents kicked her out" Her voice held all the shock and condemnation of the small town.
“You seem to know a lot about them” I can’t help but feel like this girl knows an awful lot and is not shy about speaking of others' family matters. It made me feel bad for the group sitting at the table, my whole life being taught etiquette and what she was doing. Now was incredibly rude.
“Not really,oh things ive heard they all are in a few years ago and it was the biggest topic around here, I think that Mrs. Cullen can't have any kids, and that's why they’ve adopted so many," she added, as if that lessened their kindness. I got the impression that she didn't like the doctor and his wife for some reason even though she knew an awful lot about them. With the glances she was throwing at their adopted children and their partners, I could only presume the reason was jealousy.
Throughout all this conversation, my eyes flickered again and again to the table where the family sat. More towards the blonde than the others as they continued to look at eachother and back to me no doubt trying to ignore the people talking about them. The lunch period was ending soon. I had to know why I felt this connection to the honey blond. Inhaling slowly I let my aesir fill the room. Putting out feelers for anything out of the ordinary, and as soon as it hit the family's table all of them looked towards me. Keeping eye contact I genuinely smiled, my soulmate was there and evidently he and his family were not quite human.
How interesting!.
Now the real question is what are they. Could they be enhanced like aunt Wanda or could they be a type of alien-like race here for sanctuary hmmm all the possibilities.
“So elara how are you liking forks?” Jessica asks from her side of the table, trying to bring the conversation and attention back to the group instead of on the cullens.
“Oh it's very interesting now. I'm liking it a lot more than I thought I would.
“ Why did you and your family move here if you don’t mind us asking?
“It’s fine Angela. I actually didn’t move with my immediate family, my parents are very busy people and I wanted to travel a little. My uncle Lucus got positioned here for his job and I decided to stay with them for a little bit. At least until my parents get done moving around.”
Not technically lying, I tell my story to the group, I mean my parents are busy, they are royalty,however I can’t really tell a group of midgardian teenagers. I'm 800 plus years old and I'm only in forks to look for my soulmate.
“I do miss them though and my baby brothers”
“You have siblings?”
“Yes they were just born so they still have to be with my mum, who goes with my father everywhere.”
“What are their names” I go to say Narfi and Vali but remember those aren't really midgardian names,
“Their names are um Vance and Nate, their twins”
“Aww that’s so cute babies are adorable” Jessica gushes
“Oh crap guys lunch is almost over, what class do you have next elara”
“ I have art, ap foreign language and then ap history.”
“ I have journalism next but art is right next to it. I'll walk with you.”
“Thanks Angela.”
The bell rings and I quickly turn back to the cullens table where they have all disappeared. Fast things aren’t they , just more clues to the puzzle. Ill have to ask Lucas later on if he has any ideas.
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Seventy Two Hours of Bliss Ch. 4/41
Chapter 4: We have Demons All
Chapter Warnings: talk of fantasies, talk of masturbation
Series Masterlist
Series Summary:
You are neighbors with Austin Butler on the Gold Coast of Australia just prior to shooting Elvis. You become just friends because he is taken. However, after he is single again, you both find out just how attracted you are to one another and things get unrelentingly hot.
SERIES WARNING: Explicitly mature content, 18+ only, here there be lemons.
Authors Notes: I started writing this while remodeling my kitchen, so that informed the slightly quirky narrative. It starts slow, but once it heats up, it is on fire. I have tried to pull facts from RL as much as I could, but obviously there are some assumptions and flat out dreamy wishes wishes involved here.
We have Demons All
About a week later, Austin texts you and asks if you can come over. He is all jittery when you get there. He hands you a glass of red wine, motions to the couch and starts talking.
“I have a long weekend with no training or rehearsal or anything. Baz told me I had to relax before we begin shooting. I am so freaking nervous about the shoot on Monday. We are doing the ‘68 comeback special and I have to sing in front of an audience. I’ve been waking up at 3 am again, just terrified!”
”Yeah you do need to relax, get your mind off it,” you agree, watching him pace back and forth.
“How the hell do I do that when it’s been my whole life for a year and half? I don’t remember how to do anything else right now!” he is really agitated and seems caught in his train of thought. “I mean, like, what do you do to relax?” he asks, then drains his own glass of wine.
“Yoga, meditation, knit, read, masturbate, ” you say with a grin.
“Oh um…well….” he stumbles, mental train derailing, “ I suppose…that might… help.”
“You know how to knit?” you tease, trying to ease his tension.
He lets out breath he hadn’t realized he was holding in a puff of a laugh and sits down beside you.
“No, but I crochet,” he teases back with a sly smile. You both laugh, breaking his hamster wheel of worry, at least a little.
In a moment of boldness, he locks eyes with you. His finger tracing the top of his wine glass, “I’m curious, what do you think about when you masturbate… for relaxation?” the rumble of his voice sinking just a bit deeper.
Your pelvic floor clenches involuntarily as he levels that sexy gaze at you, sending zings from your core to your extremities. Suddenly you see how this man will channel Elvis’ sex appeal. It’s now or never, you think to yourself.
“Oh, well that varies,” you lean closer to him, your elbow on your crossed leg, chin on your palm, “sometimes it’s Tom Hiddelston’s Loki tying me up and having his way with me. Sometimes it's a beautiful exotic girl with gorgeous brown eyes looking up at me while she eats me out. Mmm, that one is good. Having two guys at once or the Tenth Doctor bending me over the console in his TARDIS.”
Your eyelids flutter closed as you can feel the heat begin to rise in you as you speak aloud your fantasies to this very hot, now available, man. Your heartbeat quickens as you decide to take the next risk. You open and lock eyes with him, “but lately, it’s been my very hot neighbor and how I wish he would kiss me…”
His eyes widen a bit, but his only response is to smile and lean across the space between you and press his lips to yours. It’s a gentle kiss with full, soft lips moving slowly, tasting of wine. You are almost too stunned to kiss back. He pulls away too soon and you inhale, eyes still closed. You had never noticed how he smelled before, masculine but a little like jasmine and bergamot tossed in. God he smells divine.
“Is there anything else your neighbor does?” he sounds so close, you open your eyes to see his smoldering blue gaze only inches away. The warmth in your nethers spreads.
“Mmmm, oh yes… I could show you, if you wanted?” asks the horny little fiend inside, returning his stare, matching his heat degree for degree.
“I do… want…. if you are willing… in fact that’s something I’ve been thinking about lately when I… ” he shifts to sit closer and you clench at his words, realizing just how on it is now.
“I suppose, if it helps… clear your mind. I wonder though, can I expect audience participation or would it be a one woman show?" you ask with a sly smile.
“Hmm, well,” he is leaning in closer, alternating his gaze from your mouth to your eyes and licking his full lips, “I’m not sure I would be able to keep my hands off you in such a… situation.” The last word he breathes into your mouth as he kisses you for a second time. God you love the second kiss. Second kisses are always better than firsts, less nerves and unsurety. You kiss him back this time, hands on his face.
He breaks away after a minute and takes a breath, ”I have a confession to make.”
“What is that,” you ask.
“That night we had dinner with Tom and Rita, after we, um, said goodnight and you went into your apartment,” he licks his lips nervously as you nod. ‘Well, I heard you hit the door and curse.”
Your eyes widen, realizing what he is about to say.
“I was worried I had upset you. I had my forehead on the door trying to decide if I should knock or not. Then I… heard you moaning my name and I realized what you were doing on the other side of the door. I had no clue that you thought of me like that. I have never been so turned on in my life. I came back here and jerked off behind my door too.”
“Oh,” is all you can get out, you are turned on knowing that he overheard you exactly as you imagined.
“I’m sorry, is that weird?” he says worried.
“Oh Austin,” you take his face in your hands, “oh hell no, it’s fucking hot.” You lean up and kiss him again, arms around his neck. He breaks away after a minute shaking a little.
“What if we, um,” he looks down nervously and runs a shaking finger over your forearm, “try that 72 hours of Bliss you talked about the other night?” he says almost like a rehearsed line.
This gorgeous man, who could have his pick of women, is nervous about asking little-old-you for sex. FUCK YEAH! Your demon is fist pumping the air.
You take a breath, and try to calm yourself. Chill out self, you have to do this the right way.
“Austin, are you saying you want to spend the next three days in bed with me?” Your lustful, demon side is yanking at her chains and wondering why you aren’t jumping him right now. “Because, believe me, I am all in, I have wanted you since that day I met you, but you were taken and I just couldn’t be that girl. Then you ended up being this amazing person that I really enjoy and.. and… I wanted you all the more. I just want to make sure that you are really ok with this. I know you’ve been through a lot lately and I don’t want to feel like I'm taking advantage.”
'What the hell are you doing? Just fuck him already!!'
“Taking advantage would have been blatantly seducing me while I was thousands of miles from my girlfriend. Believe me, others have tried. Instead you were kind, understanding, fun, honest. That you have been and still are thinking about my feelings, makes me want you even more. Oh my god, yes I want you in bed or here on the couch, in the shower, on the kitchen counter, anywhere you want. Honestly, I have been trying to find a way to ask you for 72 hours since that night I heard you moan my name. I just want to be on the correct side of the door this time.”
'FUCK YES!'
“Well then,“ you say formally, sitting up straight and proper, “I accept your proposal, Mr. Butler. Although I don’t know if you realize what you have just gotten yourself into.”
He laughs and you lean in to kiss him to seal the deal. You lose several minutes just reveling in his soft lips, running your hands along the back of his neck and into his hair.
“Ok,” you say, when you come up for air, “I have a couple guidelines, while we are still thinking clearly.“ Ha! Your thinking is anything but clear, considering your inner fiend is making a checklist of everything you want this man to do to you, “my big no’s are hard BDSM and no sugar in/ on or around my pussy.”
“Got it, I, uh, am not into ‘water sports’... and the rest, I guess we will have to figure out,” he smiles and moves in to kiss you again. He stops, looks down and shakes his head, “crap, I had better run to the store, unless you have condoms?”
“I do have a couple, unless there is a chance that you have proof you are STD/STI free. I know it’s a bit wild, but I had to get tested for my application to Antarctica, and haven’t had sex since. Well it was a few months before that too.” You start to pull up your health app and show him your test results.
“Oh, Ok, I’m down. I had a full health work up when I got to Australia and haven't been with anyone else either,” he says showing you his own test results on his phone. “I’m sorry to ask, but I assume you have another method of birth control?'
“Let's just say, if that happens, there better be a star rising in the east cuz I don’t have a uterus anymore," you put your phone on the coffee table and lift your shirt to show him the scar on your lower abdomen. “Leftover gifts from my accident,” you say matter-of-factly.
Austin leans over to touch the wicked looking scar, stops and ever the gentleman says, “May I?” You nod. His hands are so warm and his touch is so gentle, you can’t wait to feel them all over. You are staring at him. This man has so much compassion and kindness. It’s gonna be hard not to fall for him. He looks up at you, smiles and slides his hands up your torso, catching your shirt and pulling it over your head.
“Mmm, I have been wanting to touch your curves for so long, Your body is amazing.” His hands are running along your sides and over your hips.
Oh hell, so what if you fall for him, life is meant to be lived.
“Thank you, I follow a little program I call “doing work.” you joke/not joke. Construction is hard work.
You lean over to the coffee table and reach for your phone.
“Um.. can I add no phone pictures, please," he says rather firmly.
“What? Oh! No, no I am setting a timer,” you show him the seventy one hour timer on your phone, ”neither of us needs any of this on the internet anywhere. This is our time, it doesn’t belong to anyone else.”
“Thank you for that,” he says with an incline of his head toward your phone, “Only seventy one?”
“Yeah, well it’ll be good to have a warning in case we have something we need to… finish. Does all that sound ok?” you can almost hear the claws scrabbling against the bonds inside you.
He nods and crushes his lips to yours. Negotiating done, you click off the collar and loose your sexy demon on him. The kiss becomes intense, all the desire you have been feeling for him rising to the surface. Clearly he has been feeling it too as he kisses you back with the same intensity. His hand comes up to hold your jaw. You feel the warmth course from your core and onto your panties.
”Now, tell me, how does your masturbatory fantasy go?” there is fire in his blue eyes. Ooh, it looks like he has a demon too.
Good. He is gonna need it.
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Also on my Monday list:
Home made blue cheese dip to use w/ veggies for lunches this week. Today I used an orange sweet pepper.
Cheerios for breakfast. Man, why do cheerios taste so good?
I’m making dinner, paid my health insurance, vacuumed, did the dishes, made an appt for Loki to be fixed … almost feeling normal (!) except I have to rest occasionally and I also feel my arm swelling (damn vacuuming) due to the Lymphedema. But I’m getting there, I’m getting there.
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Blackberry Earl Grey Tea (Loki Oneshot)
Summary: Unable to follow his normal Monday morning routine, Loki forces himself to visit his favorite bookstore on a different day.
Word Count: 1,380
Pairing: Loki x Writer!Reader
Warnings/Disclaimers: None.
A/N: Aaaand random flash fiction! This idea popped into my head and wouldn’t leave until I wrote it out. Enjoy!
Loki enters the little bookstore tucked away amidst the towering department stores and high-end specialty shops like he does nearly every Monday morning. He is beside himself as he surveys the interior.
The unassuming storefront can easily be lost to anyone who isn’t a regular. Once inside, it is like being transported to another realm. It’s quaint and quiet, the absolute opposite of the bustling New York City streets just outside the doors.
The aisles are lined with bookcases no taller than him, each with a proud variety of well organized literature in every genre. He can always find something new to read, and in those moments when he feels more nostalgic for the classics, he can find them with his eyes closed.
A lovely cafe is nestled in the back corner where Loki often finds himself with a cup of the weekly special tea and a book or two he had purchased a few minutes beforehand. It’s no royal library of Asgard, but for him, it is the next best thing. Certainly better than the Avengers Tower.
However, at this moment, he is not so sure.
It is a Friday. In the afternoon.
The shop is more crowded than usual. High school and college students meander about, to-go coffee cups in their grasps as they peruse the book collections. A few parents who could not bear to let their children wander the city unattended accompany the younger students.
Loki’s hands find their way into his slacks’ pockets. The few people who notice him turn away from his dejected demeanor and go about their own business. He goes the opposite way from them, from where he usually goes, nearly tripping over small table in the process.
He scowls at the idea of something else new imposing on him before realizing what the table is for. A daintily blue table cloth covers it to highlight a series of novels all with the same dark-tinted artwork. Author-less pens are lined up in a neat row in between the stacked books on either end of the table. One of the books is propped up to showcase the title. He picks it up and reads the synopsis on the back cover.
A horror novel.
It’s not what he generally reads. For a god now more than a millennia old, there isn’t much that can scare him. Midgardian horror has not proven to be among the rare few. Yet, for some reason, he feels a pull towards it like it’s begging him to read it. He looks down at the author’s name. Why is it so familiar?
“Woah! Loki? Didn’t expect to see you here.”
The mischievous god turns to see one of the store clerks carrying a small box.
“Well, Jonathan, I could not miss this week’s tea selection,” Loki teases with a blank stare.
At least there was someone working today who he was used to.
Jonathan’s face contorts with mock offense. “And here I thought you came for the books!”
Allowing the corner of his lips to twitch upwards, Loki holds up the found novel. “I suppose I am this time.”
The clerk gasps and sets down his box. “Oooh! That’s a good one!”
“Is it, now?”
“Yeah! I could not put it down. And to think it was written by one of our own,” he continues with sparkling stars in his eyes.
Loki’s brow shoots up his forehead. “A coworker wrote this?”
“And designed and self-published it. The owner caught wind and fell hard for it. She wanted to promote it. Hence why all this is here.” Jonathan gestures to the signing table.
“Hmm…” the god muses. “What has the reception been thus far?”
“It’s been… Decent… This is their first novel, so better than anticipated. Although…” Jonathan leans in conspiratorially. “It would help if they would actually stay at the table.”
“And where might they be now?”
“Probably hiding away in the cafe.” The clerk thinks for a moment before a smirk rises on his mouth. “You know… I bet they would love to talk to you about their book. You should go get your coveted tea and sit with them.”
Loki scowls. “Just how to you expect me to find them? I do not know what they look like.”
Picking up his box, Jonathan starts to head down one of the aisles. “Oh, I don’t know. Use your magic. Or better yet, your eyes.”
The boy is out of sight before Loki can retort.
By the Norns, what was that supposed to mean?
He flips the book in his hand over, opening it and flipping through the pages. With a sigh, he taps the spine to his open palm and heads towards the front register. His curiosity consumes his mind and will not be contained.
After purchasing the novel, he takes his route to the back corner. The chalkboard sign in front of the cafe lists the specials with one entry that catches his eyes: Blackberry Vanilla Earl Grey. It’s a different combination than he is used to, but he does quite enjoy Earl Grey tea. He orders his beverage and proceeds to lean against the pickup counter. Here he can observe the cafe’s occupants.
More college students. Most of these young adults have their laptops open in front of them with notebooks and papers scattered about and a telltale coffee in arms reach. Last minute essay writing. He has seen the Spiderling do this enough on a few of his visits to the Tower to know this for sure. One person does stand out to him.
They are in a corner table meant for two, though the second chair is vacant. Their face is buried in a large book that manages to only show the top of their head. That hair color and style…
“One Blackberry Vanilla Earl Grey for Loki!”
Loki spins and shoots a devastating glare at the barista for being so obnoxious. Her eyes are filled with a similar glint as Jonathan’s earlier and dart towards the corner he was just staring at. He follows her gaze to find the person he had been studying was looking up in their direction.
It was you.
“Sorry about that. Didn’t see you there,” the barista lies through her grin.
You snap out of your deer-in-the-headlights moment when you meet Loki’s eyes and throw yourself back into your book.
Loki raises an eyebrow at the barista. “I suppose no harm, no foul.”
He accepts her offering of tea before making his way to your table. He stands at the opposite end waiting for your attention. Your shoulders tense. It takes a moment for you to venture a glance over your book. A natural curve forms on his lips, rewarding him with you allowing the near-tome to angle away from you.
“Good afternoon,” he starts, your name rolling off his tongue.
“Hi— Hi… What a surprise to see you here… See you here today, I mean,” you stammer adorably.
Loki chuckles, “So you do speak.”
Your fingers tighten around your book and threaten to use it to hide behind like you do every Monday morning after a shy smile. Only then, it’s Jonathan as your shield.
“I— Um…”
“I jest, sweetling.” He shakes his head fondly and waves to the empty seat. “May I?”
You nod slowly, only setting your book down when he is fully seated with his tea in front of him.
“So, what, umm… What brings you here?”
Your face is pointed down at the table, and you look up at him through your lashes like they will conceal you as well as your book had.
“This actually.” He holds up the novel you wrote. Before the panic in your eyes spill into your coming words, he continues, “I have only just purchased it, and it remains unread. I was told the author would be stowed away here.”
You blink blankly as though processing what is unfolding.
“I was hoping to speak with you to learn more about it.” He sees one of your fingers twitch next to your cup. Its contents match the ones in his own that he has yet to try. His smile widens. “And also its author. But first… How is the tea?”
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Regards, Loki - Chapter 13
Master List
Come Monday morning, she was feeling a little better. She went through her regular work routine throughout the week, keeping the events of the weekend to herself but found she was extra jumpy the first couple of days when files were plopped onto her desk.
By Thursday, she felt more settled and able to better focus on her work. On her way home, she saw a new coffee shop that had opened earlier that week and decided to give it a try even though she wasn’t ordering coffee.
Once ordered, she found a small table and sipped her drink. Seemingly out of the blue, someone approached her table.
“Good evening! I saw you come in and thought ‘that’s a lady I need to get to know’ and especially with your choice of beverage. I know most people tend to go with decaf by this time.”
Looking up, she saw a decent looking man with a shy smile on his face. It seemed he was not used to approaching a woman. That or he was really good at faking it.
She smiled back at him. “I find that on a cool evening like this, hot chocolate is a good way to go. I just wish I had a book with me.”
“I’d have to agree with you there.” He gestured to the empty chair, silently asking if he could join her. She didn’t see a reason why not and nodded.
“What book would you be reading right now if you had one?”
He seemed harmless enough so far, and she didn’t recall ever having seen him before. “Right now, I’m almost finished with book 2 of the McClary Chronicles.”
“Can’t say I’ve heard of that one. Who’s the author?”
“Her name is Lexa Kline. I love her books!”
He smiled. “I may have to check it out. I’m so sorry. I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Chad.” He held out his hand, and she shook it. “I’m Louisa. Do you work around here?”
“Yes, actually. I own this coffee shop.”
She wished at that moment that she hadn’t just taken a sip of her drink. That was not a response she was expecting. “Oh, really? I saw this place under some construction for a while. I happened to notice it was open on my way home from work today. I gotta say. Your hot chocolate is very good.”
“Why, thank you, Louisa. I’ve been working on figuring out the best recipes and combos for the drinks menu.”
“Have you thought about offering things like pastries and muffins and such?”
He leaned back. “It’s being looked into, but I haven’t found anything I’m satisfied with yet.”
“It’s good to be picky, make sure you provide what you feel is best for your customer.”
“Actually, I have some samples coming Saturday and could use a second opinion if you’re free?”
She felt funny about this, especially because of her relationship with the mysterious ‘Loki’ and didn’t know if it would be appropriate. It didn’t sound like a date though, just trying some foods. “I might be able to make it.”
He grinned and grabbed a napkin, scribbling something on it. “Here’s my number. I’d love it if you could come, but I completely understand if you can’t.” He handed it over to her where she folded and placed it in her purse. “I’ll let you know, but I do need to get going.”
He stood when she did. “Thank you for coming in this evening. It was a pleasure meeting you. I hope you have a great rest of your week.”
“Same to you.” She gave a shy smile and then made her way out of the cafe and back to her place.
Louisa: I think the coffee guy just asked me out?
Cora: That's amazing! Tell me everything.
Louisa: There's not much to tell. I stopped in for a drink and sat down. He came over and started talking to me and invited me to try some pastries for his shop on Saturday.
Cora: get it girl!
Louisa: I don't know tho. What about Loki? This is weird.
Cora: Did the coffee guy say anything about it being a date?
Louisa: well…..no
Cora: Then I'm not seeing a problem. If he gets flirty and you don't like it, tell him.
Louisa: I guess so.
Cora: if you're really worried about it, talk to Loki. See what he says. I don’t think it would hurt to hang out with coffee guy for a couple hours. You’re just helping him test pastries, right?
Louisa: That’s true.
Cora: Did you tell him if you were going or not?
Louisa: I told him I’d let him know, and he gave me his number on a napkin.
Cora: How about this then. Text him and tell him you’ll come and that it’s nice to make a new friend. If he wants it to be more, he can tell you. If not, then at least you have a new friend, right?
Louisa: I suppose.
Cora: How about this. Tell him you have plans with a friend but can stop by with her if that's OK?
Louisa: I like that plan!
She decided to adjust the plan a bit to see what he would say:
Louisa: Hi Chad, this is Louisa from earlier. It turns out I have plans with a friend.
Chad: Not a problem! Feel free to bring your friend. We could use more opinions.
Louisa: Sounds great! I'll let her know.
She let Cora know what they said, and she thought it was better than the idea they originally came up with. Their new plan was to get together Saturday, hang at her place, and then go to the coffee shop about 11 am for taste testing.
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get to know me tag
I was tagged by @fivesims. Thank you, Polybius!! <3
going under the cut, because this is really long and I talk way too much.
show your wallpaper and the last song you listened to.
my desktop background is actually just this edit. The last song I listened to was "You'd Be Paranoid Too (If Everyone Was Out To Get You)" by Waterparks.
currently reading?
Archenemies by Marissa Meyer for the 2nd or 3rd time. I ran out of books I hadn't read yet, so I'm rereading some of my 230-ish books.
last movie?
Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves. I really liked it!!
last show?
Critical Role Campaign 1. I watched an episode for the first time in over a month on Monday, and I'm so glad I did. I missed my emotional support dumbasses. /lh
craving?
uhhh... good italian food. My favorite restaurant in the world is back in my uni town, and I miss it dearly.
what are you wearing right now?
blue tie-dye-looking sweatpants and critical role merch t-shirt that my sister got me for christmas. specifically the Mollymauk one.
how tall are you?
5'10" and very happy about it.
piercings?
None, and I don't plan on getting any. I could not be trusted to take very good care of them.
tattoos?
None, but I'm trying to work up the courage to get one someday. Specifically a sword wrapped in rose vines on my left forearm.
glasses or contacts?
Neither.
last thing you ate?
a really disappointing mini doughnut, followed by honey nut cheerios.
favorite color?
black, red, and royal blue
current obsession?
idk. I'm kind of between super intense hyperfixations recently. But my most recent ones have been Divinity: Original Sin, ts4, and Critical Role.
any pets?
Two cats, 4-year old bonded brothers named Loki and Charlie.
favorite fictional character?
Don't you dare make me choose just one!! But I'm gonna say Vax from CR1, Caleb, Molly, and Beau (and Essek) from CR2, Kaz Brekker and Inej Ghafa from Six of Crows, Nikolai Lantsov from any of the Grishaverse books, Sherlock Holmes (basically any version, but the original ACD stories are my faves), Percy Jackson + Anabeth Chase.
last place you traveled?
Brookfield, Illinois to see the Brookfield Zoo. It was great, and I have some lovely pictures.
I'll tag @salemssimblr @literalite @apricote @stinkrascal @wildmelon @wavvi @simelune @void-critters and anyone who wants to do this but hasn't been tagged!
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@leav3-a-light-on and @voice-of-illogical-sense tagged me in a meme... chain... thing.
...and it looks fun! So let's do the thing.
Last songs:
You caught me in between songs. New Order with Blue Monday and Depeche Mode with Blue Dress.
Favourite colour (yes, I spell it with a U):
Jet Black. But Cheshire Cat purple would be my second choice.
Last movie/show:
Loki (Season 2) - It should be a movie IMHO.
Sweey/savoury/spicy:
Savoury. Pizza (all day every day)
Relationship status:
How Zuckerberg... (rolls eyes)
I am single. Some would say "as a Pringle" ...but they come in a tube full of clone copy buddies. Happily single. I need to figure my shit out before I bring others into the equation.
Last thing I googled:
Meta Ray-Ban Wayfarer Size Guide
Current obsession:
Staying warm! Thirsk is crazy cold!
I'm not gonna tag people. If you follow me, it doesn't matter how randomly connected we are, or if we have never spoken. Start by saying you saw my post or something, rather than who tagged you.
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Loki x Reader -> Killer Love
WARNING!: Blood &Gore, casual talking about the killer taking something from its victims, Mentions of attempted rape and drugs AND MORE ! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED !
CHAPTER 3
Wanda stood up and rushed to a woman.
„DESTINY !“, Wanda yelled excited.
She hugged the woman and Loki saw the woman a bit better. She had black hair with a blue stripe in it on the left. The right side was covered by Wanda, sadly. Her face was pale as Loki’s, her nails were painted black, green and gold, her lips for a split second were black and she had black eye shadow. As were her clothes, decorated with rivets.
Soon Wanda parted from the woman and Loki saw that the right side of her hair had a green stripe. She looked beautiful. Loki scoffed at himself.
‚Probably because she thinks she can seduce men.‘, was all he thought.
Wanda led the woman to Loki and her table.
„This is Loki Laufeyson. Loki this is Destiny Alikahn Dust.“, Wanda introduced them happily.
Destiny stretched out her hand, for Loki to shake.
„Nice to meet you, Mr. Laufeyson.“, she said politely.
Loki stood up and shook her hand.
„Likewise, Mrs. Dust.“, he greeted politely.
Wanda felt the tension in the air and she knew that they were very skeptical about the other.
„May I serve you a drink, Madam ?“, he waiter asked Destiny.
She sat down, next to Wanda and far away from Loki.
„Apple tea please.“
„On its way Madam.“
„Thank you, Gorge.“
The waiter disappeared and soon returned with the Apple tea.
„What do I owe you ?“, Destiny asked.
„It is on the house.“
„Really ? Why ?“
„The Boss likes you.“
„Ah…Okay. Tell him my thanks, will you ?“
„I will.“
„Thank you.“
With that the waiter disappeared again. Destiny took her tea and sipped on it a little. She never was someone to start a conversation first. Wanda also knew that she was just that quiet, because Loki was there. She was very careful. Wanda saw Destiny eye him carefully and she knew, that she made sure, that Loki was no threat to her.
„And ? How did your day go, Dest ?“, Wanda asked her.
Destiny didn’t flinch, instead she just chuckled softly.
„Well, it went good. I was just on my book the whole time. I have a very big problem. I can’t finish it. The last chapter is not complete and I don’t know how to end it.“, Destiny sighed out.
„What is it called ?“, Wanda asked her.
„The Devil within the Sins and Demons.“, she answered Wanda.
„Another murder book ?“
„Why yes. But like I said…I have no idea how to end the book.“
„With another murder scene ?“
„No. That is nothing special. I plan a second book on it too.“
„Maybe a break – out ? Breaking out of an asylum or something like that, leaving corpses and a message in blood behind ?“, Loki suggested.
Destiny looked at Loki and eyed him carefully. VERY carefully.
„That is a good idea…Maybe I will use it. Thank you, Mr. Laufeyson.“
Loki nodded his head at her in acknowledgement.
„And this whole week ? What did you do ?“, Wanda asked.
„Well, on Monday I helped out in the office of a car shop, helped out in another Cafe, helped in the bakery, bought things for elder people, who couldn’t do it themselves anymore and I saved a cat of a little kid from a high tree.
On Tuesday I teached in a school mostly Literature, history and Religion, then I helped out an organization with taking over a Nightshift in a museum.
At Wednesday I sat on my story, helped out some people, who moved to another house and then helped in the…in the Sexpub with giving out drinks…“
„You never did that before. What changed your mind ?“
„Well…I wasn’t forced to perform on stage and take men and let them spent themselves inside me, so yeah…I was just giving out orders that men ordered. I wasn’t there for Sex.“
„Still. You said that it is making you vomit.“
„I guess I just wanted to help. It doesn’t matter, I am totally fine !“
„If you say so…“
„On Thursday I helped in the pet shop next door from me and I helped out in a bank until very late. And about today you know already.“
Wanda nodded, still unsure about Destiny’s health.
„So, what did you do ?“
„Mostly going to places, solving cases and then having a break at home. Right now we are again on a very hard case. Loki could tell you everything better, than I do. He is a coroner and plays with corpses for a paycheck. I would vomit, before I even started to tell you.“
Destiny nodded at Wanda worried. She looked at Loki and waited for him to talk. Loki cleared his throat and then began to tell her.
„We have an expert out there, who kills for a great passion. We have that now since 6 months, I believe. This time we found a married couple, with a huge family by the way, in a forest, dead and in pieces. They were separated from their limbs and the only things, that were still on their bodies, were their heads and the man’s genitals. The rest was all separated.”
„Even the woman’s breasts ?“, Destiny asked disgusted.
„No. They also were still on the torso. Their eyes were carved out and there was nothing left on their bodies that was connected to the murderer. Just alcohol and K.O. drops were found in their bodies.“
„Did you cut them open ?“, she asked with a huge interest.
„I did.“
„Hmm…Anything missing ? Womb, stomach, lungs, intestines ?“
„I didn’t see the womb, but I saw the rest as I cut her open. She had everything.“
„So the womb is missing ?“
„No. I didn’t cut the woman open on the part, were the womb is.“
„You should though. Most murderers take something from the victims, as a souvenir. Maybe it was an organ, maybe it was the brain, the eyes. Ever thought about that ?“
Loki’s eyes flashed at that moment in realization.
„I didn’t. I am so stupid ! Damn it !“, he cursed himself.
Destiny gave him a small smile and petted his right hand. He looked at her in shock.
„Calm down big boy. I bet the corpses are still there tomorrow. You can check them again then.“
„Why do you think they took the woman’s womb ?“, Loki asked.
„Well, most men love a woman and she is suddenly taken by another or not interested and a prostitute. Most men then cut out their wombs, for abusing it like that, or daring to get a child with another man. Women also do that. Maybe the wife snatched another woman the man away and then planned revenge. There are so many ways, why someone would kill and take a woman‘s womb.“, Destiny answered simply.
Wanda almost puked in utter disgust. Destiny talked about it so normally with Loki. He looked at her in great interest. He never met someone, who actually talked with him about things like that so openly.
„That is, in fact, a very good thought.“, he told her.
She smiled at him softly.
„I gladly help out troubled souls.“, she replied.
„Could we perhaps exchange numbers ? I could call and ask you for more help, if I need it on the bodies.“, he suggested.
Destiny looked at Loki in thoughts then pulled out her phone and tapped on it.
„Tell me your phone number, Loki.“, she said.
Finally she called him by his first name ! Then he told her, his phone number. She put it in her phone.
„Do you own What’sApp, Facebook or something ?“, she asked.
„I own Facebook, What’sApp, and Skype.“, he told her.
„Name in Facebook ?“
„Loki Laufeyson.“
„Okay.“
After a while Loki’s phone pinged, he pulled it out and saw a friend request. He opened Facebook and read...Black Wild Cat.
“Black Wild Cat is my profile. Many people searched me on Facebook and I had to delete my old profile and make a fake one, so no one will stalk me. Wanda is the only one who knows and is friends with me there.”
Loki nodded and then tapped on ‘accept’.
“And now you have a friend more.”, he said smiling.
She smiled back and tapped on her phone again, without looking away from Loki. He looked at his phone again as it pinged and there was a message in What’sApp to him. He looked at it, tapped on it and then read it.
‘It is me, Dest. Safe me in your contact list with another name and delete that message afterwards.’
He looked at her and smiled. He did as told. Saving her in as ‘Black Wild Cat’. Then he deleted the message.
‘Done’, he wrote her back.
A little sound of the song ‚Thanks for the Memories‘ was heard as she received the message.
‚Good.‘, she wrote back.
They laughed softly and then put their phones on the table. They chatted for a bit more and then Destiny suddenly froze up with wide eyes.
„Oh shit…“, she whispered and tried to make herself smaller.
„What is it ?“, Wanda and Loki asked.
„Toby Alaskia is here. He is looking around…I once ran away from him, because he wanted to get me to his home under drugs and rape me…I thought that little shit was finally leaving me alone….“, Destiny told them and pointed at the man.
They looked at the man and saw him, staring right at Destiny.
„Oh uh…“, Dest whispered.
He stalked to them and Destiny became even smaller. Loki took his and her phone from the table and stuffed them in his pocket, just to make sure that they will not disappear. Then he was at their table, glaring at Destiny angered.
„Bitch ! Where the hell were you ?! You promised me a night in bed and you just disappeared !! Now come ! You still owe me !!“, he demanded and tried to grab her, but Loki grabbed his wrist tightly.
„Don’t touch my Girlfriend.“, Loki growled out.
„Girlfriend ?! Tch ! I was first here, asshole ! Piss off !“
„Oh yeah ? You were together with her before me ? 10 years ago ?“
The man’s eyes widened in shock.
„WHAT ?! You Bitch never told me about you and having a Boyfriend !!“
„Who are you confusing her with ?“
„This is Destiny Dust !!“
„No she isn’t. Her name is Helen Katherina Coal.“, Loki told him.
„What ?“
„She was shortly having a makeover. This is not Destiny. Who the hell even is that ?“
„You know what ? Never mind.“, the man said and walked off.
Destiny took a huge breath of air and looked at Loki.
„Thank you.“, she whispered.
He smiled at her.
„No problem. Oh ! Here, your phone.“
Loki gave Destiny her phone back. She smiled at him.
„Thank you, Loki.“
„Anytime.“
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Years ago, I had a dream (sometime during mid fall 2008) of me seeing through a man's eyes as a woman after saying outloud one day "I wonder what it's like being a man". Know that when I had this dream I had forgotten all about the man whose eyes I was seeing through, even so far as what he looks like. I remember seeing a dark barn and being inside of a room inside the barn. In this room I recall seeing a dark stained mirror on top of a dresser. I remember as the man I was a lot taller than myself (I am 5'4"), wearing a darker blue grey jacket, having lighter brown hair that was slightly spiked up, green eyes, light skinned, and wearing jeans.
I also recall seeing a wooded area at night time and slight fog but not much. I recall on multiple occasions in this dream seeing a woman with longer reddish brown hair that was slightly wavy wearing a greenish jacket and a white shirt with jeans. At one point I remember her going towards me for a kiss and having to lean down a little to kiss her back. At one point I recall us approaching a black car, then at another her wearing a bra and taking my shirt off as the man... then I woke up as things were starting to get interesting (REALLY?! Bad timing ha ha). I remember as this man having a lot of thoughts things like "I know a lot of women are attracted to me but do any of them like me for me?". I also remember getting a very powerful urge "to find my soulmate" coming from him. My own personal thoughts interjected in this dream and I found myself wondering "Why is this man behaving or thinking like a horn dog when his inner thoughts show he is a very romance driven man that really wants to find his soulmate?"
It was only recently (February 2023) that I learned who it was I was seeing through (Jensen Ackles). The episode of Supernatural that was being filmed when I was seeing through his eyes in this dream is Supernatural Season 4 Episode 10 "Heaven and Hell". I looked on some older interviews of his and even some more recent ones, and what I saw and heard in my dreams seems very consistent with what I was experiencing. One interview I found of him was him saying a personal goal of his is to find his soulmate, and to have a family of his own. He also admitted he likes romance more than sex because "you can do more fun things" or something along those lines. Not sure if he still feels this way or not, but this line of thinking is consistent with what I was hearing in my dream.
If these anti Tumblr posts have any truth to them, all of this seems consistent with what I was hearing in this man's thoughts in the dream and also explains the inconsistency between his thoughts and actions even to this day. It also seems that the way his life has played out and is going now greatly differs from how he envisioned his life. It does seem he became what he feared (becoming too Hollywood and losing himself), I do hope he finds himself again. I am also hoping with me sharing this experience, perhaps people may try to look past the surface and see what's behind those eyes.
Random note: I've made some other videos in the last couple days on my YT channel (will write more about them here shortly), and saw an image of a rainbow 30k feet above ground which looks like a rainbow ring randomly show up on my Facebook newsfeed. I mentioned the bifrost in one of the videos I uploaded onto YouTube last night (2/26/2023). A couple years ago, the plane I was on did go through a rainbow ring literally to everyone's amazement. Last summer on a Monday Loki gave me a divination reading saying "This upcoming trip to Myrtle Beach is a big step towards your rainbow bridge". He mentioned it again the next day when I saw 2 plates one right after the other "K3y" and "Step fwd" (NOT making this up). On Saturday, I received a gift of rainbow socks from my son's dad at the beach I am wearing in this video. Big step towards my rainbow bridge eh, Loki? Is this a big coincidence or is there something more going on here?
Let me know your thoughts, thank you for reading this longer post if you've made it this far!
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Egrets Reading List
Loki x reader
ONE SHOT
I think he knows One Shot: 🌓
Scars One Shot: 🌓
Faked death One Shot:🌓
Everything Has Changed One Shot: 🌓
Protect (overstimulation) One Shot: 🌓
Rest for the Restless One Shot:❌
Don’t Count On Me One Shot: ❌
Nightmare Angst Quick drable:🌓
Ties That Bind One Shot:
The Villain of Her Story One Shot:
Sleep One Shot:
All I need is you One Shot:
Promises One Shot:
Walk it off One Shot:
Posies in the moonlight One Shot:
Happiness One Shot:
Injury One Shot:
The calm after the storm One Shot:
I have loved you since I was a kid One Shot:
In case we don’t live forever One Shot:
SERIES
Light in the dark Masterlist:
Planned Chapter 1:
1989 Masterlist:
Ever since we met Masterlist: DEAD
Caught Chapter 1:
Through the rabbit hole Chapter 1:
Do it (strange enemies to lovers) Chapter 1:
Blue Monday Chapter 1:
Under his influence Masterlist:
Ice flower au Masterlist:
Cozy’s Masterlist:
Fic rec Masterlist:
Choose Your Own Adventure Start here:
Night x reader
Follow me into the night One Shot:
Night Head Cannons:
Matt x reader
ONE SHOT
Silence One Shot:
Favors and antics One Shot:
A really stupid lawyer One Shot:
Can you manage One Shot:
Well hold hands until the sun comes out One Shot:
Frivolity One Shot:
SERIES
Discordant Chapter 1:
Just friends Chapter 1: DEAD
Marc x reader
ONE SHOT
Poison Tree One Shot:
Forever feels like One Shot:
Vampire AU One Shot:
SERIES
With You Masterlist:
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Loki Laufeyson Masterlist (Marvel)
Series
In Case We Don’t Live Forever - Loki Laufeyson x Reader (Series)
Summary: The TVA brings in their most unlikely variant yet - a supermodel.
Teaser
Chapter One
Blue Monday - Loki Laufeyson x Reader (Series)
Summary: Loki and TVA!Agent Reader team up on an epic quest, one where Loki believes Reader is actually his long-lost love.
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13
One-Shots
Memory ... Loki helps Witch!Reader uncover a memory.
Lovely ... Loki and Witch!Reader brew a potion.
Put a Finger Down ... Loki tries a TikTok challenge.
Your Song ... Loki does karaoke.
Wine Tasting ... Loki takes you to Asgard.
Wake Me Up ... Loki has nightmares.
Ice Cream ... Loki never eats ice cream in front of you. You figure out why.
Home Renovation ... Loki and Reader decorate Avengers Tower.
Spa Day ... Loki misses being pampered.
Ms. Who ... Loki meets Doctor Who and the Doctor’s companion.
Champagne Problems ... Mobius tells Loki about you.
Cosmic Mistakes ... Loki and Reader escape the TVA.
Hurt and Comfort .. Reader, an assistant at the T.V.A., comforts Loki.
Shoelaces ... Reader teaches Loki how to tie his shoelaces.
Remind Me .. Loki remembers Reader.
Love Triangle ... Loki and Sylvie fight over you.
And Every Person Seems More Beautiful ... Loki remembers singing to you.
Fireworks ... Loki comforts you.
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