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lizzie-is-here · 1 year

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like the dawn

part xvi- the storm

“i want you to always remember me. will you remember that i existed, and that i stood next to you here like this?” - haruki murakami

summary: the mad titan comes calling

wordcount: 1.9k (my tiny bby 🥺)

warnings: cussing (i think? idk honestly), lil fluff, violence ig, uhh infinity war but just the beginning, forgot bucky got the hot arm and had to include that, sad foreshadowing slay

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a/n: IM BACK BITCHES. sorry this part is short but the next part is coming up very soon bc i’m excited to hopefully make y’all cry 👍 as always, love you, very proud of you, stay hydrated and eat something pls and hope u enjoy! this may not be my best work but i’ll make it up to you when… the stuff happens lmao 💀 happy 2023!!! 🤍🤍🤍

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“He came out of nowhere.”

You stare up at the holographic screen.

You’ve been back for barely a week, and there’s something new on the horizon. From out in space, a genocidal maniac has made himself known.

He calls himself Thanos. The last survivor of a planet whose civilization fell long ago. And he’s hunting for stones that can apparently control every part of the universe.

You’re lucky the team received the warning in time. Thor, Bruce Banner, and the remaining Asgardians had narrowly escaped the titan, and fled to Earth to warn you of the danger.

The god had asked a few questions about your wings, as fascinated by them as you were about the magical hammer he carried.

Despite what the others said, you quickly realized that Thor wasn’t dumb, not even dense. Just unaccustomed to modern life. Much like you and your boys.

Okay, maybe he was a little bit dense.

Alongside them, another addition had arrived in the form of a sorcerer by the name of Stephen Strange. His demeanor reminded you of a certain genius.

But there wasn’t time to worry about much other than preparing for the coming siege. There wasn’t time to warn the governments of the world. You needed to suit up. Quickly.

“What’s his objective?” Steve asks, one hand on the small of your back and the other entwined with Bucky’s flesh hand.

“He’s a plague,” Bruce rasps. “He invades planets. He takes what he wants. He wipes out half the population. He sent Loki.” He points to the rather greasy reformed god, who frowns.

“So this is it,” Tony hums. The billionaire is oddly composed, silently calculating. “What’s our timeline?”

“No telling. He has the Power and Space Stones. That already makes him the strongest creature in the whole universe. If he gets his hands on all six stones, Tony…”

Strange cuts in. “He could destroy life on a scale hitherto undreamt of.”

You wrinkle your nose a bit.

“Did you seriously just say ‘hitherto undreamt of’? God, you sound like my grandfather.” you ask.

“Are you seriously complaining about how I talk when you’re 100 years old?”

“Physically, I’m about 30, so-“

Bucky sighs. “Joacă frumos, păpușă [Play nice, doll].”

Tony speaks before you start arguing with the sorcerer again. “If Thanos needs all six, why don’t we just stick Mr. Sparkles’s stone down the garbage disposal?” he asks, gesturing to the Time Stone held in the amulet.

“No can do,” the man retorts. Wong, another sorcerer explains.

“We swore an oath to protect the Time Stone with our lives.”

Tony shrugs. “And I swore off dairy, but then Ben & Jerry’s named a flavor after me-“

“Ok, boys, how about we table this conversation for a time when we aren’t in danger,” Nat snaps.

“Ok, look, Thanos has the biggest army in the universe, and he’s not gonna stop until he gets… Vision’s stone.”

You nod. “Then we have to protect it.” The android, from his place staring out the window, disagrees.

“No, we have to destroy it. I’ve been giving a good deal of thought to this entity in my head. About its nature.” He pauses, stepping towards Wanda. “But also its composition. I think if it were exposed to a sufficiently powerful energy source, something very similar to its own signature, perhaps-“

Vision leans close to the girl. “-its molecular integrity could fail.” You knew what he was asking. All of you did. But no one wanted to say it.

“Yeah, and you with it,” Wanda chuckles, disbelieving. “We’re not having this conversation.”

“Eliminating the stone is the only way to be certain that Thanos can’t get it,” he presses.

“That’s too high a price.”

Your chest aches as the android gently takes her face in his hands.

“Only you have the power to pay it. Thanos threatens half the universe. One life cannot stand in the way of defeating him.”

“But it should,” Steve says. “We don’t trade lives, Vision.” You rest a hand on his arm, nodding when he looks to you for support.

“Captain, 70 years ago, you laid down your life to save how many millions of people?” Vision queries. Despite being a robot, his voice is laced with uncertainty. Fear. “Tell me, why is this any different?”

Tony, Bruce, and Peter look up from where they were discussing.

“Because you might have a choice,” the doctor says. “Your mind is made up of a complex construct of overlays. JARVIS, Ultron, Tony, me, the stone. All of them mixed together, all of them learning from one another.”

Wanda takes a sharp breath. “You’re saying Vision isn’t just the stone?”

“I’m saying that if we take out the stone, there’s still a whole lot of Vision left, perhaps the best parts.”

“Can we do that?” Nat asks.

Bruce shakes his head. “Not me, not here.”

Peter, as quiet as he’d been, raises his hand. “I know someone! And somewhere.”

You raise a brow. “So do I.”

“Shuri,” both of you say.

“How do you know her?” Bucky asks. The teen sheepishly shrugs.

“She started sending me advice on how to fix my suits from Instagram.”

FRIDAY’s voice echoed over the speakers. “Boss, something’s entered the atmosphere in lower Manhattan.”

Tony curses under his breath. “Shit, okay. We’ve gotta split up.”

“Okay, normally I’m all for your plans, but that seems like a horrible idea,” Sam says.

“We don’t have any other choice. You go to Wakanda, Thor and his crew can head into space to recruit any help we can get, and we’ll stay and handle this,” the billionaire says, gesturing to himself, Peter, and the sorcerers.

A knot forms in your gut. “And if it’s Thanos?”

No one responds. It’s a real possibility that none of you want to think about.

“Then we’ll hold him off until you get there.”

———————————————————————

The quinjet has never flown faster. A quick call to T’Challa and Shuri meant that you were rushing off the plane the moment you arrived, before the princess grabbed Bucky, Steve, and you.

“Come with me. I have an upgrade for that outdated arm of yours,” she calls.

“Is there time?” the brunet asks. Entering her lab, dozens of doctors hurry over. Bucky grabs yours and Steve’s hands, unsure of how to navigate this.

“It’ll be okay,” Steve assures. You nod, following as they lay him down on a table.

They’re unbelievably quick as they work, a hologram providing a view into everything going on. Within minutes, he’s gone under and they’ve started removing the heavy titanium.

Shuri herself carefully implants a new base for the arm, which clicks into place with little trouble. That’s when you see the arm.

It’s gold and black, crafted with careful detail but still bulky enough to balance out. You lift it gently, finding the weight to be much lighter than the old one. Vibranium.

Doctors take the arm from you with knowing smiles, precisely but swiftly locking it in place.

When he sits up minutes later, you hold your breath.

Flexing the new hand, Bucky stares in awe at the prosthetic.

“I… I can feel again.”

He reaches for you and Steve, and can’t believe it when he can truly feel your wings with his left hand. The sensation isn’t perfect, but he’ll take it over the cold, unfeeling HYDRA arm any day.

“What’s it like?” Steve asks, holding Bucky’s face with one hand.

“Perfect.”

A voice calls from the door.

“As cute as you three are, we’ve gotta hurry.” Nat holds up a projection. “Tony says Thanos isn’t in Manhattan.”

The rest of the group is hurrying in behind her, guiding Vision onto the operating table as Shuri prepares for a much more difficult procedure.

“The structure is polymorphic,” she comments.

Bruce nods. “Right, we had to attach each neuron non-sequentially.”

“Why didn’t you just reprogram the synapses to work collectively?” You don’t understand what they’re saying, but by the look on Bruce’s face, she’s made an excellent point.

“… Because we didn’t think of it.”

The girl purses her lips to hide a smile. “I’m sure you did your best.”

Wanda and Shuri begin to discuss the complications of the procedure, but you wander to the window. It’s too perfect. The sky is dappled with clouds and Wakanda is going on as normal as possible with the impending disaster looming on the horizon.

Right on cue, Sam’s voice rings through your earpiece.

“Hey, Cap, we got a situation here.”

You watch as a vessel crashes into the protective shield that surrounds the city, blowing up and leaving no damage.

“Don’t start celebrating yet. We got more incoming outside the dome,” Rhodey groans.

Fire blazes into view as more ships crash into the earth. You feel your heart rate increase.

“It’s too late, we need to destroy the stone now,” Vision says. The look on Wanda’s face is enough for you to shake your head.

“Get your ass back on that table,” you press.

T’Challa nods. “We will hold them off.”

Steve turns to the anxious Sokovian. “Wanda, as soon as that stone’s out of his head, you blow it to hell.”

“I will.”

———————————————————————

You soar above dozens of hovering vehicles as the aliens approach the barrier. It’s hard to get a clear view of the enemy, but below you, you can clearly spot Bruce in the Hulkbuster and Nat, Bucky, and Steve on a carrier. Beside you, Rhodey and Sam scope out the area.

One small disadvantage of your abilities. Flight comes naturally. No tech. No heat scanners or AI. No extra help. Just your powers and your wings.

At the tree line, one huge alien and one smaller one stop. The Wakandan forces fall into formation, and you watch from the air as Nat, Steve, and T’Challa go to face the two.

No surprise, it goes horribly. The crash-landed ships open, and you can make out hundreds of ugly, dog-like aliens barreling through the forest.

You land next to your boys just in time to hear Bucky mumble, “What the hell?”

“Looks like we pissed her off,” Nat mumbles.

“They’re killing themselves,” Okoye whispers in horror. She’s right. Only a few make it through the barrier before being immediately killed. The rest are sliced by the force field.

Bucky shoots down some and Bruce fires lasers while the Wakandans take out the rest.

At your side, you twist your hands. It’s been months since you’ve used your powers. Partly out of fear, but also as a way to forget all of the memories that came with them.

While you worry, one alien makes it through Bucky’s rain of gunfire, jumping towards you with a slavering mouth full of yellowed teeth.

Quick as ever, you swing out your hand, and the burst of light is so potent that it disintegrates on contact.

“Well, good to know that that still works,” Steve says, arm still raises from where he went to defend you. Twin shields are mounted on his wrists, with razor-sharp points.

“Cap, of these things circle the perimeter and get in behind us,” Bruce begins. “There’s nothing between them and Vision.

“Then we better keep ‘em in front of us,” Steve replies.

“How are we supposed to do that?” you ask. It’s not like you can tell them where to go.

T’Challa swallows. “We open the barrier.” He lifts a hand to his earpiece before you can protest. “On my signal, open North-West Section Seventeen.”

“This will be the end of Wakanda,” a man you don’t quite recognize says.

Okoye doesn’t hesitate. “Then it will be the noblest ending in history.”

Glancing to Steve and Bucky, then back to the barrier, you inhale sharply. “To the end of the line?”

“To the end of the line.”

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black-feather-fiction · 3 months

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You said you didn't mind questions so a floodgate has opened:

1. how do Fenrir and Jormungandr EAT? Fenrir has a huge-ass sword driven through his snout and if Jurmungandr ate the regular way then earth's ecosystem would have uhhh.. a bit of a Problem. At first I thought Fenrir was in some kind of stasis, but since Jormungandr can already harness earth's magnetic field or something(I don't have the exact quote at hand) now I'm more convinced that they have a way of converting Seidr into energy, like how fairies can feed off of chaos magic.

2. Would I be correct to assume that the reason Loki didn't free his kids the second he got the reality stone back is because it wouldn't have been naratively satisfying and therefore the Norns wouldn't have allowed it?

3. Loki mentions that they and Fenrir can shapeshift, while Hela can't, but they say nothing about Sleipnir and Jormun. Are those two shapeshifters as well?

4. Why didn't Loki go to Hatchet for help when he was pregnant with the triplets? Was Hatchet somehow off-limits, was Loki too afraid and paranoid to trust even him, or was it internalized transphobia/misogyny(thanks a lot Odin), and Loki thought Hatchet would be ashamed of them?

5. How old is Hatchet? His and Loki's relationship is hard to define, but Tony refers to Loki as Hatchet's godchild during the Alice in the Wonderland arc and somewhere earlier Loki says something along the lines of Hatchet already knowing he would outlive them(Loki).

(Though I know writing fanfiction is your hobby and that one can't explain every little thing in a fantasy world and maybe some of the answers are spoilers so no obligation to answer ig🤷‍♀️)

Oh, wow, so many questions 😆❤️💞. I'll try to answer them as best as I can ❤️❤️💕

1. Yes, Jormungandr is sustained by the magic he harvests from the motion. Fenrir is sustained similarly, partly also by the magic that imprisons him (Odin had to make sure he survives after all) and by the magic of Sutur, and yes, the stasis does help. That said, Fenrir in contrast to Jormungandr is definitely hungry. He's the sibling whose conditions are by far the worst.

Generally, the triplets, including Hela, are a bit of a special case because they are born of the mingling of excess magic - they are literally magic made flesh. So their bodies work differently than those of Sleipnir and Loki, including food consumption.

2. Yes. Far too easy - Loki is not that stupid. And all the infinity stones obey narration first and their wielder only second. This is also why the time stone is especially fickle and almost no one can really use it for much. The power stone, since it's mostly good for destruction and thus not a narratively potent gem, is much less picky.

It takes a very special mindset to wield reality in a way that won't backfire spectacularly - a mindset that Loki luckily has. Always going for the straightforward solution is not part of that mindset however.

3. Good question. I think I haven't specified that yet. But even if they could shapeshift, I think they would be inclined to remain in their current form, while Fenrir would like shifting almost as much as Loki. The sword also serves to imprison him in his current body.

4. Also a very good question - I think that everything that happened after Loki eating Angrboda's heart must be seen in the light of extreme magical, emotional and mental instability. Just like Loki didn't even consider abortion as an option. They just were really not in a good place, full of grief and rage and guilt (they had only just killed their lover and integrated their lover's frigging core), and full of Angrboda's emotions too (who had not been in a "good place" either). Definitely suicidal and not able to think straight. And asking for help is not Loki's biggest strength at the best of times, to put it mildly, which they have demonstrated several times already in the series 😬. This Loki is definitely their own worst enemy.

5. I think that Scyllala has specified Hatchet's age in "Bend around the wind" at some point, and I would stick with that. He should be at least two millennia older than Loki, I think, and as a faeling, he can live virtually forever.

#fanfiction #loki #frostiron #loki/tony #loki x tony #the prestige

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bigbootychuuya420 · 6 months

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Loki season 2 episode 6 kicked. My. Ass.

Spoilers below the cut;

I have never burst into tears like that before, it was during loki taking all the multiverse threads or whatever and just waltzing his way on up that I just started bawling my eyes out. I didn’t even know what I was feeling, tears just started falling down my cheeks as I was just blown away. I found this episode was amazing, the pace awesome, the way Loki was owning his shit and doing everything to keep everyone safe awesome, the music and just everything technical that went into this episode, a w e s o m e.

The way they showed his delemma and his struggle coming to terms what he had to do, it was either let everyone he cared about and the entire multiverse die, or killing one of the only people he has ever felt a connection to in his life (cause while I don’t like the selfcest I do like how they were able to truly understand one another). Him going back to Mobius and asking him how to take comfort in killing and being told “there is no comfort, you just gotta chose which burden to carry” and so he choses the hardest option; sacrificing himself so that everyone he loves lives and is able to live the lives they want with nothing holding them back (and a nice bonus being everyone in the multiverse gets freedom, but we know WHO he was doing it for) but giving into his greatest fear of being alone. He chose the struggle of having to stay behind and keep everything in order so that the people he loves gets a chance while damning himself to a literal eternity alone. Cause idk about you but I don’t think anyone’s getting to him any time soon, idek where HE is. The old “he who remains” spot probably? But that’s a huge ass tree man Idk…Also the music, tension, lighting and just everything with that scene felt so powerful and made me really feel like “oh shit this is it??”

And the way his sacrifice SHOWED AFTER!? The change from the mechanical vibes of everything just doing what needs to be done, the path always being paved, no freedom into a living breathing thing where it’s shown that Loki has made it so the mindset is to help the multiverse grow and to nourish it. It was beautiful, and just the change from the war room having like what 3 ppl? With one being stuck in the last, one asleep, and the one who actually was like yeah let’s move forward with fuckin freedom?? To a whole ass room of people being busy and showing to actually out in effort to make this work and allowing there to be freedom and no genocides (is that the right word?) happening just because someone stepped on the wrong leaf. After season 1 being filled with this oppressing air of a bureaucracy, there being an almighty and those who carry out their every whim without questions, it was so refreshing to see that there’s actual life to it now. All because of my BABY 😭😭

And then there’s Mobius’s scene, where after the entire season, if not the entire series, of him saying that he’s okay with what he has and how he just wants to focus on the now, to the how he’s scared he’ll see something good and have the temptation to go and try to live it for himself, he finally lets go. After Loki’s gone (ig there’s still gonna be a jet ski unused 😔😔), he’s just shown waiting around, finally ready to see his life on the time line and finally take his life fully into his hands. The MUSIC!! THE LIGHTING!! THE SOUND!! All of it was like a punch to the gut cause he just was gonna stand there and let time pass, im gonna sob my fucking eyes out AGAIN!! He finally is just able to live and breath, take his time looking at what he was protecting without the constant stress of the job waging on him, finally at peace after like 500+ years!!! And omg, his story about how he used to be a hunter but was too scared of killing a kid even though they were gonna be the cause of 5000 deaths was so beautifully done, I just felt like it reinforced how he was always the outliner of the TVA, his wake up moment after probably centuries of just doing his job. God he is just so JAMSKDNALS Y!KMKW!? LOVE THAT GUY!!

I also just loved all the characters this season, everyone felt so charming and I loved everyone. Tho I still have a love/hate relationship with sylvie, but after rewatching s1 im leaning more to the love side. Cause she just sticks to her ideals and she’s like traumatized so can I really say anything? She’s cool af, bad ass for sure!! And I’VE LOVED LOKI FROM THE START, 2012 (DIDNT WATCH THE THOR MOVIES) - TO NOW BBY!! Tho after seeing some edits I think ima watch them all, apparently they’re like, hidden gems. Or only some ppl like em ig?? Anyways, no one’s probably gonna read this cause it’s just a recap of well, everything rather then an actual me feeling shit, but if you made this far thanks!! Have a wonderful day!! Or night!!

#loki series #loki season 2 #loki laufeyson #loki spoilers #mcu loki #loki #lokius #???#i mean #not really but I’ll just say yeah #cause while I’m not crazy crazy about them Mobius is literally a single dad with 2 jet skis #is the symbolism any clearer?#loki show #Loki season 2 episode 6 #sorry for my yapping but literally no one Ik fucking watches this and I needed somewhere to just blurt out all my feelings #I’ve genuinely never had a show finally make my have my jaw dropped for 90% of it and then just start crying out of nowhere because the #climax (ending?) was so powerful #it was so bitter sweet #loki odinson #loki of asgard #my bby #my pride and joy #his character development just showed how all he needed was to be met with encouragement and understanding for him to finally feel free to #be himself and not what people perceived him as #ANYWAYS SORRY IM FEELING IT BUT ILL STOP NOW #BYEEEEE

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ownedbytaylorswift-13 · 2 years

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It’s a Cruel Summer | Matt Murdock x Fem!reader (1/5)

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A/N: Hiiii!!!! Sooo this is the first chapter of It’s a Cruel Summer inspired by miss DR TAYLOR ALISON SWIFT’S CRUEL SUMMER. I’m in love with taylor and i’m in love with matt so you get the best of both worlds, i have been loving writting this, i hope i don’t get bored so i can finish. Basically this is just a bunch of back story like miss gurl main character y/n was an eternal and was with druig but then what happened to thena started happening to her and then she was like it’s okay just erase my memories, sho ajak did but ooooohhh surprise she’s a baby now, apperetnly she had the power of energy and well mass=energy and mass cannot be made nor destroyed it can only be transformed, sooo miss y/n while they were errasing her mind took matter from the air and made herself a human baby, ig she wanted to live a normal life, but she actually ended up getting more powers, not overpowered yet but still more, to be more intresting, then druig was all like noooooo, and ajak was like its ok and took her to an orphanage, flashforward tony adopts her, tony gets kidnapped, tony comes back as ironman, the avegers happen, iron 3 happens, the avengers start living together in the tower yayyyy!!! ultron happens, thor and bruce leave :’(( y/n and pietro fuck, y/n and pietro stop fuking, the avengers break up :’’’’’((((((((( y/n and tony fight so now y/n relates to better man and later on my tears richochette :’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’’(((((((((((((((((((((, y/n goes to wakanda, y/n leaves wakanda, y/n helps thor, y/n fucks Loki, y/n fights thanos and something I didnlt specifie is that y/n absorbed the stones but after the fight and after she recovered and when dr strange came back she gave them back but what happened was that absorbnig them caused them to explode inside of her (like when Wanda destroyed them) and even tho she braught them back fragments of the stone’s stayed within her(i love being dramatic) at first she thougth everything was normal she did feel like her already existing powers had hightend and sharpened but apart form that nothing, with time she realized that there was something diferent and with her emotions the powers started sparking but in my dr’s story line is more complex becouse the more she uses them the more she awakens this like dark side of hers blahblahblah maybe ill write about that some other time but for this fic those powers are still suppressed and haven’t fully comes out yet just little sparks here and there anyways um.... ALSO I don’t care if it’s impossible Gamora did not die, she’s alive and fine, the bang brought her back she is ok.....so the avengers get back together, even though theres like a 4 year differece peter and y/n are besties and now y/n wants to fuck matt murdock but also hold him and kiss his hair and baby him and tell him everything will be okay, this takes place in 2019 so I think is after the events of season 3 of daredevil. Also all the flashback are literally that but the last one the one that happens at 3 am thats like a dream of the battel of wakanda like what actaully happened in infinity war. I think thats all for today. im sorry this is so long, thx for reading<33333💋💋💋💋💋

Warnings: age gap (r is like 21 and matt’s like 33-34), bad writing, y/n, over powered reader, pick me girl, rich people, fwb, maybe alcohol/drugs, insensitivity, rich savior, my writting, drama, probably more.

May 21st 1998, 10:30 am

“What just happened?!” Kingo said, getting up confused.

“She’s beautiful,” Said Ajak, turning to him while holding me.

“No…No! NO! This can’t…no,” Druig knew what had happened and he could feel hot tears blurring his vision.

February 8th 1999, 12:27 pm

“Well, I don’t know what I’m gonna tell them but you are a cute baby, so just flutter your eyes a little and you’ll make them fall too” Tony, my adoptive father said while smiling big. He had me in one arm and in the other he had a bag full of baby stuff he for sure was going to need.

“Oh my God! Is that a baby Tony!? Please don’t tell me you stole it or something. We can't afford another scandal!” The strawberry blonde, thin woman said, Pepper.

“I didn’t steal her! I adopted her! She’s mine now and there is nothing you can do about it. Right baby?” He said, while baby me just did some random baby things.

“YOU ADOPTED A BABY!?” Pepper and a big man in a suit said in unison.

“Look what you did! Now she’s crying!”

June 14th 2005, 4:18 pm

“Daddy, can I tell you something crazy?” I said, very entertained with some of the toy tools he had in his workshop.

“Shoot jellybean,” My dad said, not looking up, concentrating deep on his work.

“Sometimes I can hear voices when people are not talking,” The only thing that could be here to the normal ear was just metal hitting the floor.

“Like for example right now you are not talking but I can hear your voice say “WHAT THE FU-”

“Y/N WHAT!?”

February 2nd 2008, 7:12 am

““I said, that’s enough,” said Mrs. Weasley, depositing her shopping in an empty chair. “Hello,

Harry, dear. I suppose you’ve heard our exciting news?” She pointed to the brand-new silver badge

on Percy’s chest. “Second Head Boy in the family!” she said, swelling with pride.

“And last,” Fred muttered under his breath.

“I don’t doubt that,” said Mrs. Weasley, frowning suddenly. “I notice they haven’t made you

two prefects.”

“What do we want to be prefects for?” said George, looking revolted at the very idea. “It’d take

all the fun out of life.”

Ginny giggled.”

I giggled at George's funny remark too, I had always found him very interesting and a little cu-

“Tony?...Hey, Tony?” The voice of a woman sounded. I didn’t even bother to look up, probably another of my fathers sleepless nights.

“He’s in his workshop, which you don’t have access to” The woman jumped at my voice and turned to me.

“And who are you?” Said the blonde, walking determinedly towards me.

“I’m y/-”

“That information is none of your concern. I’ve got your clothes here, they’ve been dry-cleaned and pressed, and there is a car waiting for you outside that will take you anywhere you’d like to go” said Pepper.

“You must be the famous Pepper Potts” said the blond woman.

“Indeed I am,” said Pepper.

“After all these years, Tony tony still has you picking up the dry-cleaning” Probably the reporter in her, trying to get something out of Pepper.

“I do everything and anything Mr. Stark requires, including occasionally taking out the trash. Will that be all?” Pepper could be so classy when putting people in their place, something I definitely admired.

May 4th 2008, 10:09 am

I knew he was probably sore and injured but I didn't care. I hadn't seen him in months. I ran to him as soon as I saw him and hugged him hard.

“Careful there babe, your daddy is still pretty hurt” “Shut up, Rhodes” My dad said, hugging me just as hard.

May 5th 2010, 1:08 pm

“Come on, y/n/n” Pepper said, going through the glass doors and into the fancy restaurant.

“You know, it’s Europe. Whatever happens in the next 20 minutes, go with it.” My dad said.

“Go with it? Go with what?” Pepper said, knowing my dad's unpredictable and impulsive decisions.

“Mr. Stark?” Natalie, or well, Natasha said. She thought I no one knew but I had her all figured out.

“Hey,” My father said, taking his glasses off.

“How was your flight?” Natasha said, not interested at all.

“It was excellent. Boy, it’s nice to see you.” My father said, a little more flirty than he should. If only he knew who she really was, I could tell him but I also wanted to see where this led.

“We have a photographer from the AMC, if you don't mind.” Natalie said, leading my father and Pepper. After a couple of pictures and handshakes with Elon Musk, Pepper and I where seated at the table waiting for my father to return from wherever he was.

But of course that didn’t happen.

May 3th 2011, 11:56 pm

“When did you become an expert in thermonuclear astrophysics?” An agent asked.

“Last night,” My father said, smugly.

“Whoa, what's a kid doing here?” A man in a red, blue, striped uniform asked concerned and disapprovingly as I sat down on the big conference table.

“She’s mine and she's going to stay, already approved by Fury.” My father ended the discussion by starting a conversation with someone else. Everyone had a disapproving look but they knew they couldn't do anything about it, just suck it up.

“So, boys, shall we get to work?” Natasha said, sneaking a little smirk to me.

March 17th 2015, 6:38 pm

“There’s fire to the left kid! Go right!” I could hear Steve on the intercom but then I saw Clint with a kid in his arms ready to take the shooting and Pietro running to get there first.

“Clint!” I yelled trying to get there before them. I could take other people's abilities even make them stronger in me, so I concentrated and ran faster than light and in no time I was in front of both Clint and Pietro feeling the hot bullets go through and into me. I could feel them burning and clinging to me, I could feel the blood dripping, I could feel everything and nothing at all I heard yelling and Clint running to me.

“I’m going to be ok.” I said, falling to the ground. I could still register some noises, it all seems slower, maybe it was the constant bleeding, the tiredness, and dehydration, or maybe it was just my mind trying to keep my physical body alive. All I remember feeling next was big strong arms picking me up from the ground.

“I told you to go right kid.” Said the familiar voice, sad and disappointed but still soothing. Strong arms picked me up, this was too big to be Clint, it was Steve. I only rested my hand on his arm and squeezed lightly, my eyes were heavy and I wanted to close them but I didn’t let myself. I heard voices, Steve’s apologetic one, Clint and Natasha's concerned ones and my fathers angry one.

I think the voices I’m hearing may be thoughts though, they’re too fast and abrupt it doesn’t feel like something someone would say. After more listening I had come to the conclusion that apparently the fight was over, we did it. Ultron’s dead, if he was ever alive.

I felt myself coming more to my senses, maybe I could wake up, maybe I could open my eyes but it all took so much out of me. I knew I had to make sure they knew I was all right. I was in the new compound facility, upstate, I was cold. The bullets were gone, I had completely healed myself but I was exhausted. Clint was there, still worried and a little guilty.

“I told you I was going to be ok,” I said, making him look up from the very interesting floor.

“Don’t you dare scare us like that again, kid”

May 4th 2017, 8:36 pm

“I'm sorry,” my father said, sincerely. I looked up and looked at him confused, what exactly was he apologizing for? The fight? The accords? Everything?

“I’m sorry for everything, I should have trusted you and your judgment. I jumped to the accords, I didn’t want to lose what we had created this past couple of years. I love you, your my daughter and I don’t want to lose you,” he said coming closer, I hugged him suddenly feeling so sorry and so guilty that we let all of this happen.

“I love you too, dad,” I said, shedding a couple of tears onto his shirt.

“What happened with Steve anyways? Anything it is, I'm sure you can work it out, you always do,” I said, pulling back and walking to the mini fridge, roaming for water.

“I think this time is more complicated than that, kid,” my father said, I could feel his worry and anxiety bubbling up.

“Explain to me, you’re friends, good ones. You’ll fix it. You want something?” I asked, pointing to the mini fridge.

“No thanks,” he said sitting down on the couch.

“So?” I asked, sitting close and facing him.

“I told you it’s complicated,” he said, looking down, thinking about it.

“He lied to me about my mother, he…umm…h-he knew who killed my mother y/n” he said looking up to me.

Fuck, it was written all over my guilty face and he had the power to see right through me. Suddenly his expression changed to deep hurt, like I had just stabbed him multiple times and then slapped him, hard.

“You knew too,” he said, with extreme offense, almost as a whisper getting up from his place.

“W-what…n-no, of-f c-course not” I said, shakily.

“Y/n I don’t want to repeat this one more time, DID YOU KNOW OR DID YOU NOT?!” he said suddenly raising his voice, he never raised his voice at me.

“Dad…d-daddy I swear please, I-I di-“ I said, almost crying, trying to get closer to him. God I fucked up.

“STOP, please stop. I know your incapable and it seems to be the only thing you’re actually fucking decent at but for Gods fucking sake! STOP FUCKING AROUND AND TELL ME IF YOU KNEW ABOUT MY MOTHER!” I couldn’t say anything.

“TELL ME!” He whispered, desperately. I stayed quiet again, letting the tears stream, his eyes mimicking mine.

“YOU’RE UNBELIEVABLE! I NAMED YOU AFTER HER, MARIA! But you don’t deserve

It. YOU DON'T FUCKING DESERVE IT! GO! I don’t want to see you! I fuckking hope Steve takes you in because I won’t! And you bet YOUR LYING ASS THAT ROSS WILL BE LOOKING FOR YOU! You ruined it y/n. I don’t want you here and I don’t want to see you. GO! GO! Do I have to repeat It again? FUCKING GO!”

June 15th 2017, 4:52 am

“Y/n, I know you are here,” I could hear the voice of general Ross, ever since I left he has been hunting me down and for some reason my abilities have been crashing, my mental state seems to be manifesting and bleeding into my powers, even my healing has become slower. Suddenly men were surrounding me, I fought with my life but it wasn’t enough, I needed my powers, but I didn’t have them.

“Remember, we need her alive,” General Ross, again.

I felt a punch, a hit, a kick. I fought back and consequently felt a bullet in my arm, the pain weighing on me but if I didn’t fight they would get me so I kept going. The pain won over me. I fell down, then I was picked up and taken.

“I want to help you, I’ll be glad to do it if you help me too,” T’achalla said, taking off his black panther mask. I was thoroughly confused, I thought Ross had taken me.

“You’ve heard about Sergeant Barnes, right?”

July 2017

I was staying with the royal family, I was brought in by T’achalla to help Bucky heal and get rid of the winter soldier with my telepathic and empathic powers, but as expected, even for them trouble did not await. T’achalla’s cousin, Erik Killmonger, wanted the throne. I helped them fight and helped heal the heart shaped flowers in the hall of kings that had been burned by Erik. My powers were not at full strength and I still felt exhausted after using them in the minimum but at least they were back.

“We thank you for all you’ve done for Wakanda, Y/n” T'challa’s mother said to me.

“It’s the least I could do to thank you for what you’ve done for me your majesty,”

June 12th 2018

Things had definitely improved, my powers stabilized and were stronger than ever. Wakanda had taught me so much and helped me heal things I didn’t even know were damaged. I also helped Bucky. He was so close to being healed. In the process of it all I became close with Shuri, the princess, she was the most fun person I had ever met. She designed a special suit for me that actually complimented and enhanced my abilities. Apart from not having contact with any of the avengers or my father for over eight months, everything was relatively ok.

I could hear New York’s life pounding in my ears, the rings, the horns, the thoughts, the feelings, perfect and place for someone like me to be overwhelmed, but not a lot of people were like me.

“Can we take a picture with you!?” A couple of girls asked, bringing me back to wherever I was.

“Sure” Thor said, and it looks could kill, the side eye Loki gave him would already have him six feet under.

Homescreen: 12:58, June 15th 2018

click

I opened my eyes, I was in my room in Wakanda, it all seemed so real, I could swear I was there.

March first, noon. Was it a vision? COULD I SUDDENLY LOOK INTO THE FUTURE?

I didn’t know anything but it was worth following. Thor and Loki, I’m pretty sure Thor told me Loki had died years ago, so that made it even more impossible to be something real but I needed to know.

The next morning I left after saying goodbye to the family and to Bucky. I was going to miss them.

My journey to New York wasn’t that hard, it only took me two days. When I finally got there I realized just how much I had missed New York. I might have grown up in Malibu but this place definitely became my home.

“Thor?” I said, standing in front of him he was looking down at what seemed like a business card, wearing the same I saw him wear in my dream. He looked up and looked at me confused.

“Y/n? It’s you?” He said in his beautiful accent, confusion morphing into a big smile, damn he looked good.

“Yeah, it’s me,” I said awkwardly with my hands in my back pockets.

“We’ll come here then!” He said, opening his arms to hug me.

“Ahh, I’ve missed you young Stark, you were much smaller last time” I laughed a little, it had been two whole years, so strange but so familiar to see him.

“Well, good timing! I need you to help me find Loki, I think he might be in this location, come on lady y/n”

We walked for a couple of minutes in comfortable silence, towards 177A Bleecker Street. Thor knocked on the door and suddenly we were transported inside, it was dark and full of what seemed like ancient artifacts.

“Thor Odinson, Y/n Stark,” A floating figure said, making us turn towards it. He came closer and Thor forward his umbrella.

“God of thunder, You can put the umbrella down” He said, he was quite pretty, the floating man. Thor looked beside him and put the umbrella in a holder and just as he let go of it we were one again teleported to another area, this one was lighter. Thor walked and took a piece of an artifact that either of us had an idea on how to use.

“So, Earth has, uh, wizards now?” He said chuckling, fiddling and pointing the artifact to the wizard. I just stood there. Thor went to put the artifact back where he found it and ended up knocking them all down. He tried awkwardly to put them back, but just couldn’t do it.

“The preferred term is “Master of the mystic arts” You can leave that now,”

“All right, wizard, Who are you? Why should I care?” Thor said, fingertips on the table, and his other hand on his hip. I was very entertained to say the least.

“My name is Doctor Stephen Strange, and I have some questions for you. Take a seat.” He said, and one again we were teleported, me and Thor were both sitting down. The doctor offered drinks, Thor took a beer and I took a tea.

“So, I keep a watch list of individuals and beings from other realms…that may be a threat to this world. Your adopted brother Loki, is one of those beings” Dr. Strange said, while Thor chugged down his beer.

“He’s a worthy inclusion,” Thor said and hummed as his beer magically refilled.

“Then why bring him here?” Strange said, forwarding himself.

“We are looking for my father,” Thor said.

“So, if I were to tell you where Odin was…all parties concerned would promptly return to Asgard?” He tried to make the best arrangement possible, Thor agreed.

After a quick discussion of phones, emails, and computers, the tele[porting started again, I felt dizzy. I could hear Thor complain about it and complain about not wanting his hair touched, more teleporting and then a portal that showed green grass and blue skies. Thor called for his hammer, leaving a trail of destruction behind himself as usual.

“I suppose, I’ll need my brother back, '' Thor said, obviously.

“Oh, yeah. Right,” He opened a portal mid air and Loki fell through it, screaming, then slammed against the floor.

“I have been falling for thirty minutes!”

June 2018, Sakaar

“So what now?” I asked, looking at Loki.

“Go to sleep, I don’t know, I’m going to take a shower, but you should probably get some rest,” He said, going into a very strange version of a bathroom. He was being awfully nice, it was almost unsettling. After all he was supposed to be the “bad guy” right? I sat down on the ginormous bed and tried to process everything that had happened in the previous hours, and how it all led to this.

After Loki stood from the ground and got angry at the doctor, he sent us through the portal to avoid more conflict. And there he was Odin, the God of war and death, dying like any other mortal. His son’s watched him fade away as he chanted his love for them, Loki finally got what he wanted but wondered why Odin had treated him like nothing when he claimed for him to be his everything. Gold dust went into the air and the one blue skies turned a deep shade of gray.

Thor was manifesting his rage onto the sky, the brothers almost started another feud right then and there, but they were promptly stopped by the opening of a portal, Hela, their sister, walking through it. She destroyed Thor's hammer, Loki tried sending us back to asgard but she stranded us here. Sakaar, a shithole being run by a maniac, The GrandMaster. Thor was nowhere to be found and me and Loki had to “seduce” the GrandMaster to not kill us, and now we are sharing a room, with one bed, a really big bed, but still just one. He was showering and I was waiting for him to tell me something, what to do, anything. How fucking cliché.

He came back in the room wet, shirtless, with only what looked a lot like a towel but probably was some weird version of it.

“I forgot my things, '' he said, picking them up. He dropped the towel, I turned the other way, blushing. I felt him get into bed, I went under the covers too and could hear his mind racing, he was hurt, confused, and probably clueless to my powers or he would have already guarded his mind to protect himself from me. The thing he had always wanted his father to say came true and he felt worse than without it. Our backs were facing the other and there was space for at least another two people between us, but I could feel him.

“Are you okay?” I said turning towards him, I didn’t know why but I just felt this urge to hold him and tell him it’ll be okay.

“What?” He said, turning his head towards me.

“I-I mean… I just… um, uh, your father just died, I’m just wondering if you're okay?” I said scotting a little closer, he gave an even worse side eye than he had given Thor in my vision.

“He’s not my-” He sighed hard, “I’m fine, and what do you care anyways,” He said, his body now facing the ceiling.

“If you say so” I said, teasingly.

“Yes, I say so,” He said indignant, turning his body to me.

He was closer to me than he thought, we were facing the other, our faces inches apart. A strand of his hair covered his beautiful eyes. Thor was godly but Loki was beautiful, that's what he was. I tucked the strand behind his ear and cupped his jaw and freezing cheek with my hand. He flinched a little but then let himself indulge in the touch, too starved to complain, and confused as to why I was so insistent to get closer to him. And I honestly didn’t know either, there was just something pulling me towards him. I took my chance, I got closer to him, our lips hovering over the other, I could feel his breath, so close but so far away.

I shut my eyes and kissed him, slow, soft, scared that if I did anything too fast he would flee. His very large hand hovered over my waist, cold fingertips ghosting over the skin, creating goosebumps, it all felt electric. He gently slipped his tongue in my mouth eliciting a little sound from my throat, I ran my fingers through his hair and fisted gently. Even though the lack of air could be contributing to my sudden lightheadedness, maybe it was also his electric touch.

I pulled back for the air, panting, relieving the ache in my chest, he attacked my jaw and throat.

“L-Loki”

July 23rd 2018, 4:43pm, New York

I grunted as I opened my eyes, everything hurt. I had absorbed some power from the Tesseract, but I don’t think it was enough, and my state agreed with my suspicion. The portal did get us to New York, with the wizard of Bleecker street just thousands of meters above. We free falled, Hulk, a dead Loki, and me. The ship exploded and Thor couldn’t get in, for all I know he was as dead as his brother. Loki.

“Ugh” I grunted again, still in pain, but I knew I needed to heal Loki before it was too late. I put both my hands on his even colder cheeks and prayed that my magic worked.

“Wake up Loki, please, please, please wake up, I need you to do that for me, wake up,” I begged, letting ym magic flow through him.

He sat up abruptly, and inhaled, panted, startled and confused. The last thing he remembered was him getting choked to death, but he woke up to me stralidding him with my hands on his face teary eyed. I hugged him hard. He balanced himself, one hand on the floor, one wrapping around my back and waist.

“I thought I lost you,” I said, pulling back.

“I’m here, feel me” He said putting my hand on his chest.

July 23rd 2018, 5:21

“Tony Stark. I’m Dr. Stephen Strange. I need you to come with me. Oh, uh, congratulations on the wedding, by the way” Dr. Strange said, walking out of the portal he had made.

“I’m sorry, you giving out tickets to something?” I had definitely missed my fathers humor.

“We need your help, It’s not overselling it to say that the fate of the universe it's at stake” Strange stated.

“And who’s “we”? My father asked.

“Hey, Tony,” Bruce said, standing next to Stephen. It’s an understatement to say my father was speechless

I couldn’t hold back anymore. I ran to hug him, he was taken back. He saw me, for the first time in a year he saw me bloody and dirty, and so different from the girl he had told he didn;t want anymore. I could feel him, all the guilt and pain he had tried to push down all coming undone in that instant.

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I so, so sorry, please daddy, I’m so sorry, I” I kept whispering, crying desperately, he hugged me back, letting himself accept it, because he never really stopped loving me in the first place.

July 24th 2018, 2:18pm, Wakanda

He was here, I could feel it. I saw Wanda, I could also feel her, ready to blow a hole in the head of the man she loved and rip her own heart out in the process. Her fingers sparkled.

“STOP!” I yelled, running to her. I knew it was risky, and that I could probably end up killing not only vision, but all of us.

“What are you doing y/n! There's no time! He’s coming!” Wanda said, never lowering her hand.

“Do you trust me? Wanda fast, do you trust me!? Yes or no!?” She nodded, I cupped Vision's face and pressed my thumbs lightly into his temples. I absorbed the stone and at the same time kept Vision alive with it, by the time I finished he should be okay, and like Bruce said, still Vision. Vision was screaming, holding himself back from stopping me, he could if he wanted to but he knew it was necessary. I finished absorbing it and the force sent Wanda, Vision, and me backwards. I stood up as quick as possible and concentrated, I reintegrated the stone and watched it floating above my hand. Wanda destroyed it while simultaneously holding Thanos back.

It took her a couple of seconds, but it all turned into slow motion, the stone collapsed, fragments flying everywhere with a beautiful orange glow, this time it sent me and Wanda flying back. I hit my back hard, I tried to get up too quickly and failed, I just needed to lay back for a minute. After all it was over, or at least we where too naive to actually believe it was because in an instant, as if all we just did meant nothing Thanos turned back time with the time stone, pushing time through the stone and bringing it back to his hand. I saw Wanda trying to stop him but he threw her hard.

Thanos leveled the stone to the empty spot in the golden gauntlet. I could feel him struggle with all the power but he pushed through, knowing that it would all be over in a couple of seconds. He went to snap his fingers but he was stopped by Thor, his ax on the chest of the mass murderer.

“You should have gone for the head,” Thanos said, about to snap them again.

“And you should have killed me when you had the chance,” I said, finding the strength in me, or maybe in the stone’s, to keep his hand open, And as I did with Vision absorbed the stones as fast as I could while trying to hold Thanos back with them. He was paralized, I could feel the excruciating pain I was making him feel.

“What are you doing?” He grunted out, desperation in his voice.

“Killing you,” I responded, just before absorbing the stones completely, after that I couldn’t remember anything.

I floated into the air. I was suspended for a couple of seconds, my eyes white and glowing, and the colors of the stones going through my body like circuits, as if they were wiring into me as if my body was deciding to reject or accept this new power. The circuiting and colors stopped going through my body, it all concentrated in my chest for a moment before I collapsed, I became white light, a blast that extended throughout the battle and beyond. It killed everyone on Thanos' side and healed everyone on our side.

After everyone regained consciousness they saw Thanos dead with Thor’s ax on his chest and me nowhere to be found. For a couple of seconds they thought I had died, but there was a small glow forming where I used to stand, a silhouette following and finally me, and my almost lifeless body on the floor. Natasha went to me, putting my head on her lap. I slowly opened my eyes and saw her smiling with teary eyes. Blonde did fit her.

“Hey,” She said, a tear staining my face.

“Hey,”

June 20th 2019, 3:41 am

“You should of gone for the head”

SNAP

I watched the people I love turn into dust. I watched Vision's gray lifeless body with a whole in his head and Wanda beside him, turn to dust. I watched Sam, and Bucky. I felt the world dying.

I jolted up, breathing heavily, the blanket and my hair striking to me uncomfortably. All those dreams, all those memories. They were all real, all familiar. But the last one was an alternative, how things would have mapped out if I hadn't been fast enough, strong enough, good enough. A reminded of how it was mere luck that my family and my world didn’t become mere dust.

I couldn’t sleep anymore, it had become routine. I kept dreaming of past memories and alternate endings that seem too real to ignore. I checked the temperature in my room feeling hot. I went to the kitchen of my shared floor, maybe to get some water.

“Nightmares again?” Wanda said, also having a PhD on sleepless nights.

“You know that's the thing, I don’t know if they're just made up nightmares or real alternatives,” I said, taking a glass from the drying rack as I shivered a little. It was always so cold in the kitchen.

“I don’t think it is worth killing yourself over it, all's well that ends well, right?” She said,

“I guess” No I don’t, I actually wanted to say. No one understands that one false step and we are all dead. I took my water to my bedroom and layed on my bed, sleep and tiredness washing over me. The warm fuzzy feeling of wanting to sleep a little more overcomes me. I did have to get up kind of early so it would be better if I went to sleep right now. It was all going to be okay, I just reassured myself, I went to sleep and thanked my mind for a well deserved rest.

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all-i-do-is-live-in-daydreams · 7 months

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loki hyperfix is back after rewatching s1 of loki with my father and with it !! COMES MY NITPICKS ABOUT THE MAGIC THING IN LOKI. TVA BLOCKS MAGIC. MAGIC KEEPS LOKI LOOKING LIKE HUMAN (ASGARDIAN WHATVER) LOKI. BUT HE'S NOT. HE'S JOTUN. A FROST GIANT.

and okay I get it, it's probably because 1 of 3 reasons (or a combo).

1. They didn't have the budget and it might be hard to work in Jotun Loki and all the extra powers and shit that would come with that.

(especially since they've only just started exploring his regular magic that we're a bit more familiar with. adding on jotun powers would be even more to work with and maybe harder?? this just added another reason onto my list. SYLVIE. would also have to make her Jotun looking within the TVA which is even more writing and planning possibly)

2. Maybe Tom Hiddleston (and the woman who plays Sylvie. I apologize I can't remember her name) didn't want to sit through hours and hours of makeup.

3. They just didn't think of it or just didn't care.

Though they had to have thought of it since there's a moment where they're showing other Loki variants and there were at least 2 Jotun Lokis in there. So. Other reason most likely. Which I get ig. The small holes though get to me cuz like. I'm weird like that. I mean, in story, You can't argue that it's cuz it's Odin's magic keeping it that way or anything like that because not even THE INFINITY STONES work there. That's weaker magic honestly so it should've stopped. It should've left him without his usual illusion of a regular human/asgardian. Whether it was his magic or not. I guess it doesn't really matter in the whole grand scheme of things, but it was something that bugged me.

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daffodil--lament · 1 year

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caoimhin 2022 reading wrap up

- Gideon the Ninth & Harrow the Ninth - good. made me insane. read them basically cover to cover. awesome

- The Hobbit - 10/10 it's the fuckin hobbit man. this was of course a re-read because I'm cultured

- The Great Gatsby - cool. enjoyed. also a re-read. so true fitzgerald materialism is bad. I love gay people

- Dogsbody - so good. dwj's ability to balance the themes of her stories always gets me. I need to read more of her books

- Howl's Moving Castle - I've read it more than 10 times in the last two years I love it so much 10000/10

- A Study In Charlotte - I love me some sherlock holmes. I love autism. I love people who are fucked up. enjoyed it as much as I did when I was 13

- Castle In The Air - hmc sequel. gets better every re-read. dwj poses an earth shattering question: what if all your favorite characters got even stupider? (this is about prince justin. he's the worst I love him)

- A River Runs Through It - destroyed me. holy shit. I finished that last page and had to go lay down for awhile. I was thinking about it for days. I am haunted by waters. god. good lord almighty.

- House of Many Ways - MASSIVE tone shift from a river runs through it. Charmain is a bitch and I like her so much. twinkle sucks. 9 million out of ten I love you Sophie Pendragon

- Howl's Moving Castle - by the time you finish homw you have to start hmc again to distract yourself from the series ending. howl and sophie were holding one another's hands and smiling and smiling quite unable to stop. I'm gonna pass out

- Hamlet - fuckin classic duh. I read this for the first time in seventh grade because I'm better than everyone. there's a reason it's one of the most widely known pieces of literature ever written

- Pride and Prejudice - also better every time I read it. Jane Austen is a genius. I wish I had an Elizabeth to my Darcy

- The Lightning Thief - percy jackson my beloved

- Sea of Monsters - retweet

- Storm Front - harry dresden is a bitch

- Fool Moon - harry dresden gets grievously injured, still manages to kill people

- Grave Peril - michael carpenter my beloved

- Summer Knight - karrin murphy btw (she is not enjoying herself)

- Death Masks - I love small children who carry great magical power

- Persuasion - Jane Austen I love you. I played minecraft prolifically while I listened to this book. it was so good. genuinely amazing. love love love

- Loki: Agent of Asgard - I always start this and I'm like "ha ha funny comic book" and then by the end I'm completely decimated. the art is so cool and I love watching it change throughout the run. conceptually the whole story and premise are so amazing. I can't really explain the extent of how good it is and do it justice. it's just awesome

- Pride and Prejudice - I forgot that I read this twice but if it's on the list you'd better be damn sure it happened

- The Raven Boys - I love pretentious glasses-wearing teenage boys (me irl)

- Patriot Games - the Harrison Ford movie is better but it was chill ig.

- Dream Thieves - fuck shit up little man

- Blue Lily, Lily Blue - popular among welsh voices in my head

- Murder on the Orient Express - AMAZING. I love hercule poirot so much. although I sort of knew the general ending, having seen, you know, literally any TV show made in the last 100 years, I was really surprised and pleased with the way the whole novel unfolded itself. awesome

- The Raven King - honestly awesome ending to the series. thoroughly enjoyed

- Rebecca - books that changed me at age 8. not sure why my mother chose to give me this book at that age but I'm forever glad she did. Rebecca is dead the entire story and she haunts it more than any ghost could. Spectacular. something about Mrs de Winter's name never being told to us or said out loud, but Rebecca's name being EVERYWHERE.... fantastic

- Blood Rites - I LOVE YOU THOMAS

- Never Let Me Go - I understand why this was award winning and I think I will never read it again

- Howl's Moving Castle - what better way to end my year. howl said I think we ought to live happily ever after and sophie thought he meant it. also I got the fancy illustrated hardcover version for Christmas and I am so happy. I will not be lending it to anyone ever. it's my baby.

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livealittleoc-cb · 11 months

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"Everything happens at night, don't fight it, let it consume you.~"

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.: Angel "Ashton" Leblanc

⋆｡°✩ Hafling Warlock, with high magic pool, Specializes in Dark/Night Magic

⋆｡°✩ Their Dad is a Crow Demon Warrior && his Mama is a Witch of the Night

⋆｡°✩ Can gain energy from the dark/night && use it for darkness spells && other useful necromancy spells along with being able to manipulate how dark an area is

⋆｡°✩ Is a tattoo artist && makeup artist, posts his stuff online && has become slightly big, streams on the side with Loki, also does only fans && plays the drums [just for fun]

⋆｡°✩ Has a Carrion Crow named Dice

⋆｡°✩ From Druisau, the human equivalent to Montreal, Canada [Is mixed: District 1/Underworld [Dad] Druisau/Canadian [Mum]]

⋆｡°✩ They/Him [prefers They/Them a lot more] | Bisexual, Demisexual, Polyamorous | 22 years old [Collage Sophmore] | 10/27 [Scorpio] | 5’5”

⋆｡°✩ They are:

shy

a clown

acts chill && cool but is actually really anxious

cutie

wild && uncontrollable

very friendly && loud once close

embaressed easily

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⋆｡°✩ natural eye color: deep black [they lowkey look soulless-]

⋆｡°✩ eyes might change color: white [happy], dark red [anger], dark blue [sadness]

⋆｡°✩ eyes have a small white shine/sparkle when they're happy

⋆｡°✩ has pale skin, has a tattoo on their arm but wants more, has earrings && snake bites, has a forked tongue that is also pierced, has double fangs, has a set of twisted black horns along with black feathery crow like wings that they hide out of embaressment && fear, they do have their claws out most of the time [hidden as sharp nails]

⋆｡°✩ they still haven't figured out how but they do have the ability to go full demon

⋆｡°✩ they have extra powers that normal warlocks do such as ability to switch gender at will [without a spell or potion], cloaking, transmutation && many more

⋆｡°✩ likes: sweets, pie, black magic, boba, tea, coffee, forests, fire, cigerattes, vapes, weed, sneakers, clothes, fashion, makeup, nail polish, bracelets, going to events, being active [can not stay still], purples [the darker the better]

⋆｡°✩ dislikes: being in the sun for too long, medications, needles, confrontation

⋆｡°✩ languages: english [canadian accent], canadian french

NSFW

⋆｡°✩ switch, slight sub lean; some of their kinks are size kink, praise [receiving], degradation [receiving && giving], shibari/ ropeplay [receiving && giving], marking [giving && receiving], toys, hair pulling [giving && receiving], impact play [receiving && giving], collaring [receiving && giving], pain kink, free use [receiving], double penetration [receiving], bdsm, oral [giving], orgasm control [receiving], choking [receiving], punishment [receiving]

⋆｡°✩ hard nos: feet, watersports, wasteplay

⋆｡°✩ they are open to most kinks, both hard && soft

⋆｡°✩ their eyes turn dark purple when arroused

⋆｡°✩ safe word: pie

⋆｡°✩ uses 😈 on dash

Relationship Statuses

⋆｡°✩ roaming a forest && curious

⋆｡°✩ single [0/2-3], uninterested

⋆｡°✩ friends: Jay [knife buddy 🔪], Set [literal tormenter 🤬], Loki [streaming and valo buddy 😎], Ace [a beauty 😍] [has the phattest crush on this man, is too scared to say anything tho-]

⋆｡°✩ family:

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⋆｡°✩ music tag(s): #🎶angel music [music inspo], #🎶ashton music [music inspo], #🎼character music [all character music inspo]

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⋆｡°✩ other tag(s): #😈angel.txt [angel text/interactions]

faceclaim: @/1bedhead on ig

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Hi! if you have the time, can you give us some good old fashioned Levi, Strange, Wong and Peter scraps? tysm! hope you're having a good day <33

Sorry for the late reply, break has been kinda hectic.

I am having a pretty good day, I start classes tomorrow (well technically they started today but I don’t have class on Monday this semester which is kinda epic) so I wanted to get my ask box cleared.

Also idk if you meant Loki instead of Levi, if it wasn’t a mistype I’m sorry, but either way this little blurb is more between doctor strange and Peter with a little Wong and Loki.

It takes place after No Way Home and Multiverse of Madness, so yea, idk this is unedited so I’m sorry for any typos but honestly I kinda had fun writing this, I’m surprised I could come up with a Drabble concept without a prompt but ig I felt inspired.

Anyway, sorry for rambling. Here is the Drabble.

Enjoy!

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“Okay, I know how this looks but you have to hear me out before you get mad.”

“I’m very tempted not to listen.” Doctor Strange said, looking completely bemused at the decievingly small child in the red onsie that was holding up a clearly drunk slim demigod that had showed up to his doorstep. He had half a mind to slam the door, but honestly, he was kind of curious and it was a slow day at the sanctum anyway. Spiderman always happened to bring a tad bit of fun wherever he went, but he also tended to bring trouble too - despite the kid having the inability to ask for help unless it was offered, don’t get Strange wrong, Spiderman worked well with others but it wasn’t his default mode; he always had to be prompted into doing so , but then again so did the rest of the hero community. Looks like he decided to cut out the middle man and go straight to the trouble

“Come on, isn’t like part of your code to give people shelter or something.” The kid tried to convince.

“That’s nuns.” He said blandly.

“Really?” the kid Asked innocently Stephan actually wasn’t quite sure about that, he wasn’t very religious.

“Wong won’t be pleased.” Cause inviting the god of mischief \, who already had a spotty track record of steal powerful artifacts, into a sanctum full of forbidden and protected magic did not sound like a good idea on any day, but if said god was drunk. Yeah, Wong would be mad.

But it might be fun.

“How did you even find him like this?” Spiderman tended to find himself in a lot of strange situations, none of which had any sort of protocol. Then again, Spiderman wasn’t really known for following any sort of rules given to him. A trait that had Stephan a little envious at sometimes, because despite his rigid discipline that is required to learn and maintain the mystic arts, Spiderman is still somehow more morally stable in most regards while having virtually no discipline.

The boy shrugged his shoulders. “I dunno. I just found him outside the old Stark tower like this when I went to investigate a like minor explosion? Which, isn’t crazy that we’ve gotten so used to people falling out of the sky as a society, that no one even mentions it. Like-“ Stephan held up a hand to stop the ramble while they weren’t too deep - though the kid did make a good point - but he knew Spiderman could ramble on for hours if given the chance.

“Why can’t you just take him to your place?” Stephan asked with a raised brow. At that Spidey went a tad stiff in the shoulder before purposefully relaxing. It was odd, that he didn’t know Spiderman’s identity, they had literally saved the universe together and potentially the multi-verse, although for some reason parts of Stephan’s memories from that event were a little hazy. But one thing is for sure, Spiderman knew more than he was letting on. Despite his iron clad secrecy, the kid was incredibly bad at lying. Stephan has tried to confront him, somehow the conversation always got changed. He stopped because it was fruitless. The kid may be bad at lying but goddamn does he have tight lips.

“My landlord probably wouldn’t like that and besides,” Spiderman gestured to the expanse of the sanctum at whole “You were closer and I think you can handle any…mishaps? God that word makes me sound old. “ Never mind that Stephan used that word quite frequently, especially when describing America’s training. Actually in regards to America’s training, Wong has started using it quite frequently too. Maybe she and Spidey could get along. He banished the though because Teen heroes are literally trouble magnets wherever they go, putting two together would probably set off some kind of natural disaster that would devastate half the world and people were still recovering from the snap, without even taking into regard the blip and seriously who was in charge of naming that. “Anyway, yeah you can handle any magical mishaps that may occur.”

“Fine.” The Doctor relented. Better to keep the threat secure rather than let it wonder off with one of the most notorious trouble attracting teens in the universe. He opened the door more to invite them in. Spiderman just stood their awkwardly. “Well?” Stephan raised a brow and Spidey shifted his feet slightly.

“Actually, uhm, I can’t stay. Sorry, I don’t mean to dump this on you. But you probably know how to contact Thor and stuff so maybe you could call him. I’m sorry I really have to go.” And the kid franticly pushed the demigod toward Stephan who barely had time to react as a body drunkly stumbled towards him.

“How dare you, do you know who I am?” Loki exclaimed in a slurred tone.

“What the hell kid?” Stephan exclaimed but when he turned to look back at the door, Spiderman was gone.

“Where did the spider child go? He has vanished, like a witch.” The god demanded. Stephan ignored him as he furrowed his brow in the direction of the now empty doorway. Something was really off about that boy. But he guesses if he had been in the hero game as long as Spiderman has, and are still a kid, he would have some odd quirks too. But Spiderman operated solo, and he knows that he doesn’t really work or answer to anybody. Still, with all his secrets, being that socially isolated from your peers must be stunting to some sort of mental development. Sure, he’s seen Spidey work with other heroes occasionally and more often work with other vigilantes, but no one his own age, cause seriously if that kid is older than 19 Stephan will voluntarily do maintenance for the mirror dimension for a whole year. Besides, he doesn’t think people like Deadpool are the best influences to hangout with, but the kid has a good head on his shoulders so Stephan isn’t too worried about him becoming that type of menace.

And that’s another thing: since when did he care about that kid. Sure they’ve fought together, they’ve saved countless universes together, but Stephan doesn’t even know what the kid’s name is. So why does he care about his wellbeing this much? It’s like, subconscious. Stephan doesn’t really like that thought.

He heard a sigh from behind him and turned to look at Wong, who just looked done as he took in the scene. Oh, the joys of being Sorcere Supreme. When you clean up one fuck up another shows up at your doorstep. Yeah, Strange didn’t miss that part of the job, that’s for sure.

“I’ll contact New Asgard.” He sighed and Doctor Strange took that as his opportunity to shove Loki off him.

“You insolent wench, I will-“

Stephan just walked away.

Maybe the kid could use a few friends his own age. Even if it might cause the end of the world.

Maybe, just maybe, it would be a little worth it.

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