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taleibo58 minutes ago
"Do I wanna know If this feelin' flows both ways? Sad to see you go, was sorta hopin' that you'd stay..."
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I had to, after the ending of episode 2 馃ズ
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travellingwiththedead2 hours ago
How am I only just now realising that this cheeky sod
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is wearing a heckin snake skin patterned jacket
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while munching away on crisps to feed his midgard tapeworm
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and asking poor confused Erik about Loki giving birth to Jormungandr?
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bebx4 hours ago
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Loki (TV 2021), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Loki & Mobius M. Mobius, Loki/Mobius M. Mobius Characters: Loki (Marvel), Mobius M. Mobius Additional Tags: Loki Has Issues (Marvel), Hurt Loki (Marvel), Loki Needs a Hug (Marvel), Loki Gets a Hug (Marvel), Loki is like a spooked cat, Mobius is an angel, protective mobius, Nightmares, Hurt/Comfort, Whump, Angst, Fluff, Loki s01 e02 Summary:
The last time Loki could actually sleep without fearing someone would come and hurt him when he was in his most vulnerable stage, was when he was still Asgard's prince, which, in its own right, felt like a lifetime ago.
It stood to reason that he was extremely exhausted. If he could only close his eyes and rest, just for a little while.
He knew better than that.
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mellowavengersstuff4 hours ago
Loki series
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{will be updated every week after the new episode comes out}
Summary: You and Loki find each other in the TVA. There's a new journey to go on, together.
Loki - the start of a journey
The variant 2.0
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julesjohansson8 hours ago
聽 聽 聽 聽鈥 聽 IN CASE WE DON鈥橳 LIVE FOREVER (Loki x Reader)
聽Chapter One: the Model
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Paris, France - 1995...
鈥淵/N? Y/N?!鈥
You snapped-to, attention quickly focusing on the hairdresser in front of you.
鈥淵ou鈥檙e on in two minutes. Here, let me-鈥
You pushed her hand away, absent-mindedly, and she scowled at you.
鈥淵/N, they鈥檙e expecting you on the runway straightaway, I can鈥檛 make any more excuses-鈥
鈥淚鈥檓 done,鈥 you said, suddenly, and it felt like the most right thing in the world. 鈥淚... I quit.鈥
The entire dressing room gasped, including your group of closest friends.
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry,鈥 you stammered. 鈥淚鈥檓 sorry, I鈥檓 sorry-鈥
You slammed past the hairdresser, running through the back door without another word.
鈥淵/N, wait-!鈥
You burst into the cold night air, wind rushing past your face.
鈥淚鈥檝e gotta... I鈥檝e gotta get out...鈥
鈥淧erimeter secure... branch looks stable...鈥
You whirled around, clinging to the black, satin robe you wore, shivering, your enormous angel wings swaying in the wind.
Behind you, a woman in armor was clutching a glowing, flickering lantern.
鈥淲ho are you?鈥 you choked out, trying to stay calm.
You鈥檇 been a model since you were twelve years old.
You鈥檇 been a supermodel since age eighteen.
But even the runway couldn鈥檛 have prepared you for this.
You鈥檝e been afraid before. You鈥檇 been brave before, too.
But this? This was a thing of its own, unlike anything you鈥檇 experienced before.
Soldiers? Hunters?
After you?
Your mind couldn鈥檛 quite comprehend it, even as you were pulled from the dark parking lot and into a cramped hallway, one that seemingly hadn鈥檛 been remodeled since the 1970s.
鈥淢y name鈥檚 Y/N L/N,鈥 you stammered, trying to get free of the woman who held you.聽鈥淵/N L/N, I鈥檓-鈥
The woman snorted.
鈥淲e know who you are, princess.鈥
鈥淭hen you know I have somewhere to be in thirty minutes.鈥
She tilted her head to the side, looking you and up and down.
鈥淥h, really? I thought you quit? Trust me, if you hadn鈥檛... you wouldn鈥檛 be here in the first place. You鈥檇 be back in that dressing room, being fitted for whatever your next flouncy dress is.鈥
鈥淧lease, I-鈥
Something buzzed on the woman鈥檚 belt, cutting you off. She glanced at it.
鈥淯nfortunately, I have something a lot more important than you to deal with right now,鈥 she muttered.聽鈥淐asey, watch her for me, will you?鈥
A man at a desk, who you hadn鈥檛 noticed before, peered at you over a seemingly never-ending stack of paperwork.
鈥淪ure, I will,鈥 he agreed, brightly.聽鈥淣o problem.鈥
The woman nodded, disappearing again.
鈥淚鈥檓 sorry,鈥 Casey said, bringing you back to reality.聽鈥淵ou look a little freaked out.鈥
鈥淚... am. Still in shock, actually.鈥
He nodded, understandingly, and you suddenly realized how exposed you were.
You鈥檇 barely had a robe on when you鈥檇 stormed from the dressing room, and it was dangerously close to coming off now. You reached to adjust the satin belt, but soon realized that you were shackled.聽
鈥淐asey,鈥 you stammered.聽鈥淯h... could you do me a favor?鈥
鈥淥h, sure.鈥
You gestured at the robe.
鈥淐ould you re-tie this belt for me?鈥
He nodded, and you felt safe. As strange and uncertain as your future was, you couldn鈥檛 help but trust him. There was something blank and childish about his spirit, so unlike the men you'd known in your life.
Casey scrambled around the desk, eyeing the sash like it posed a confusing challenge.
鈥淟ike... this?鈥 He looped an end around, experimentally.
鈥淵eah, like that. You鈥檝e tied a bow before, right?鈥
Casey shook his head, and you felt guilty. You鈥檝e had people try to make you feel stupid more than enough times - you didn鈥檛 need to make him feel that way, too.
鈥淥kay, you鈥檝e almost got it...鈥
Just then, the woman who had arrested you reemerged - with a man, this time.
But you weren鈥檛 looking at him.
No, you were staring blankly ahead-
Because the woman鈥檚 return had startled Casey, and the sash that had once hung around your hips fell to the floor, along with the rest of the satin robe, now puddled at your feet.
You cleared your throat, daring to make eye contact with the man in front fo you.
He was much more like the men you鈥檇 known.
You stared at him, desperately, biting your lip and trying very hard not to cry, but certain your mascara had smeared anyway.
You expected any number of responses - a catcall, perhaps, or a rude comment. Or staring, which would have been just as bad.
And you were surprised, therefore, when he looked as petrified as you were, despite the fact that he wore clothes. (Admittedly, they looked more like a costume for a Renaissance Fair than anything.)
He cleared his throat, then pointedly looked away.
鈥淲ill you help her, please?鈥
Grumbling, the woman who鈥檇 arrested you slid the robe back onto your shoulders, knotting the belt properly, this time.
鈥淵ou,鈥 you said, pointing at him.聽鈥淵ou, I like you.鈥
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