imagine Loki cheerfully coming into your room to tell you something…
“My dear, I have thought up several reasons why you should date me, and it would benefit us both for you to listen closely!”
“Oh? Do tell, Loki dear, do tell,” You lower your phone, and while still hugging the cushion, turn to look at him.
“First, I am one of the most powerful sorcerors this world has ever seen!”
“Where does Dr Strange rank?”
Loki snarls, “We are not talking about him.”
You giggle, “Fine! Please, continue.”
“Second, I am a gentleman and will respect and love you for who you are.”
“Oohh, now that’s really attractive!”
Loki raises his head proudly, “Of course!”
And so, Loki proceeds to give you multiple reasons in favour of dating him. After being entertained by his list, you then give him a final response.
“Loki, really, it sounds wonderful and all…
…but we’re already married.”
“Dearest, this and that have nothing to do with each other.”
The cushion you were holding, with a good throw from you, lands on Loki’s face.
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@ceceliaas: 💏 - as encouragement
it is rare that bucky finds himself in a situation that he didn’t create himself. this. . . is not any different than the previous ones unfortunately. he knows he CAN’T just go to the hospital and trust just anyone to work on his wounds. he’s TOO FAR from wakanda, and he isn’t at home. lady luck really had his back this week, introducing him to a sweet nurse that he thought could be discrete enough to work scientific magic. . . quickly.
he didn’t expect to be on a silver hospital table today. to say the least.
sneaking in the open back way into the er, bucky’s half torn jacket is pulled from his body and the crushing mark of a VILLIAN created by their own government splays across his chest. the smile on his lips is grim, eyes glancing down to his chest, to her shaking hands, and back up to her glowing eyes.
“ hey -- hey. it’s ok. i’ve had. . . way worse. just -- ” he tries to bend to reach for the gauze, but the pain makes him double over instead. his hand finds her shoulder to pull her closer. “ you can do this. i have absolute faith. ” strength in the face of torture is one of his fortes. he pulls back up to seated, reaching out to press a soft kiss to her cheek.
“ you just gotta be quicker about it, ok? ”
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It's 3am. I've procrastinated doing my lab preparations for school in favor of sleeping the day away after finishing a chemistry exam. I read the lab manual, still bitter that I have to watch a video of the experiment instead of getting to make solutions and use the machines myself, and it"s a demonstration of Beer's Law with a bright green chloro solution and a red aquo complex that is made by putting the green complex in a hot bath for a few minutes, (rubber ducky not included).
My last two brain cells watch as the green chemical turns red in the video. One thought: "Jekyll and Hyde, Jekyll and HyDE, JEKYLL AND HYDE, JEKYLL AND HYDE"
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