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Daddy! Loki x Mommy! Reader |Baby Powers|Daddy! Loki x Mommy! Reader |Baby Powers| by Emma-Rosse
“Daddy! Daddy! Come on, you’re gonna make us late!!” Freja cried, tugging on her father’s pants leg as she bounced excitedly at the elevator door. Loki chuckled, shaking his head as he set the groggy little boy down, who he had been holding on his hip.
“Be patient, Freja. The park’s not going anywhere.” Loki chided, gently lowering his son to the floor.
“We goin’ to da park?” Astor asked drowsily, yawning as he rubbed at his eyes. Astor was very similar to Loki when he was a boy; late to bed, even later to rise. Turns out neither of your men were morning people. You only hoped the next one would be different, which you thought as you waddled over, handing Loki Astor’s puffy coat.
“That’s right, baby. Daddy’s gonna take you to the park to play, today.” You told the little boy, a hand resting on your baby bump. Astor stared up at you with those big, beautiful (e/c) eyes. Loki took the opportunity to
Sick! Loki x Reader |The Odds|Sick! Loki x Reader |The Odds| by Emma-Rosse
You were only slightly suspicious of something being wrong with Loki-possibly-when you woke up that morning. It was mostly because Loki got up sniffling and wiping fervently at his nose. Not to mention the slight pinkness to his eyes.
You quickly dismissed it as he rose and got ready like he normally did, barely even acknowledging the grossness he felt in his throat. So if he didn’t care, you didn’t, either.
But as you got the hot chocolate (you hated coffee, and taught Loki to do the same), ready for the both of you, you couldn’t help but notice he was feeling progressively worse, particularly when he stumbled into the kitchen in search of tissues.
“Um, Loki, baby, are you okay?” You asked him, pouring the heavenly beverages into separate thermoses and eying him warily.
“Of course I’m fine, woman. I just have a bit of a runny nose, is all.” He grumbled. You quirked an eyebrow, watching as he searched vainly for the box of “nose pap
Loki x Reader Pillow FightA/N: My entry for :iconemma-rosse:’s Loki Month comp.! Happy Loki month, my friends <3Loki x Reader Pillow Fight by Jedi-TARDIS-Chick101
With a sigh, Loki closed his book, set it down on the coffee table beside him and got up from his lying position on the couch. Sitting upright, he glared down at the Midgardian book, (f/b/n), which his girlfriend (y/n) had suggested he read. There it sat, beside the “dictionary” she had given him, seeming to mock his restless state. He liked the book, he really did, but… he didn’t feel like reading. He didn’t feel like doing anything, but at the same time he wanted to do something. The so-called God of Mischief scowled. Boredom was one of the few things he couldn’t trick.
That’s right; Loki was bored. Even with a whole tower full of wild and whacky Avengers. Tony and Bruce were being science-y, Clint was being their lab rat, Natasha, Sam, Bucky and Steve were out at the park, Thor was Heimdall-knows-where and (y/n) was―
A Thousand Years (LokixReader)A Thousand Years (LokixReader) by TonyStarks-Girl
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Heart beats fast.
Colors and promises.
You gazed into the mirror, smoothing out the body-forming yet modest white dress. You were alone in the golden room, but that was what you had requested.
It was the big day.
Your big day.
How to be brave?
How can I love when I’m afraid to fall?
For years you’d been waiting for this moment, and it was finally happening. You couldn’t be any happier at what was waiting for you outside.
Who was waiting for you.
There was a soft knock at the door and you turned to face it, “Come in.”
The door opened to reveal the Thunderer himself, Thor Odinson. You smiled and he came in quickly, closing the door behind him and pulling you into a
Stay the Night" Are you gonna stay the night?"Stay the Night by DarkPirateRule
The words both shocked and thrilled her... but more than either two of those emotions there was fear. So much fear. She flashed back through everything.
~~~~ She had made such a mess of things with him. For all her thousands of years and vast knowledge, one human comes along almost a hundred years ago and turns everything to dust. She met him and everything went to pot and all because she couldn't keep her shit together when she was around him. They were in love while he was still human and she was walking a fine line back then with him when she wanted, no, needed to be with him after she met him. His blood called to her back then and his scent was still just as intoxicating now, even without the promise and curse of fresh, hot blood pumping through his veins.
But she left him behind and he never knew it. Never knew her, nothing about her. The knowledge of her was kept from him because that's how she wanted it. She was poison and didn't want to do furth
a pair of swallows, you and i.it starts quietly but confidently withemster85
and popcorn turntables.
it ends with a kindling warmth, and
a lighthouse glow.
tempered by the wings of a swallow.
Contemplating MarriageWhy do I want to marry him?NakedLobster0413
I love him with all my heart.
We work so well together. We make a great team.
He makes me feel better.
He makes me want to be a better person.
I want to spend every day of the rest of my life with him.
I want to have his babies and learn to raise a family with him.
I want to heal his hurts the way he heals mine.
I want to be the one he comes to with his problems.
I want to share my problems with him.
Because I’ve grown so much with him in the past two years and learned so much from him, and I want to keep growing and learning beside him. I want to deepen our relationship, take a chance and rely on nothing but hope, hard work, and our mutual bond to see us through. I want the adventure and romance that is marriage. I want the stress and pain, too. I want it all, damn it! I WANT IT WITH HIM!
What’s so wrong with that?!
Does he feel the same way?
Does he see marriage as a prison?
Does he think I will change and become a horrible person?
i.i think, therefore i amPsykhed
are people not people?
they seem to me as art;
some shoddily crafted,
gone to the wayside, some
with pygmalian skill.
ars adeo latet
arte sua. others,
unwelcome relics of
i wish to see an art,
ulysses, so witty,
once in a lifetime, a
lizzy bennet in our
brave new world.
resurgencelet's make small talk,Lissomer
six month silence swelling;
sticking inside our throats,
filling the space between us.
let's make small talk
and skirt furtive eyes around
the absence we never quite
accustomed ourselves to.
this is easy,
but then it's always been
we move lightly,
an oh-so similar
let's make small talk,
stumble on faux pas promises
and the intimacy between two
who are no longer intimate.
orbiting the past,
we dance in words.
Loki x Reader x Thor |Not Over Yet|Emma-Rosse
“She belongs to me!”
“She belongs to no one. ...Except for me.”
“You’re being impossible!”
“You started it! Why won’t you just let me love her instead of you?!”
“Because you don’t deserve someone as perfect as her!”
“Oh, and you do??”
The fighting continued on and on like this since (Name) had left to apparently go have breakfast with an Egg’s Benedict that had somehow called her phone a couple weeks earlier. Since the idea was incredibly ridiculous (to (Name), at least), so she had laughed it off, never answering their questions about all the dates she was going on. She’d gone out for this breakfast over seven times that month!
And Loki wasn’t entirely sure, but he suspected she was meeting with someone. Of course, the only thing she talked about when she came home was “Benedict this” and “Benedict that
Triangle (TonyxReaderxSteve)Requested by :iconTarnisis:TonyStarks-Girl
I can already tell this is going to give me hell…
"Goodnight guys." You said sweetly.
"Night!" Tony and Steve said in unison, glaring at each other afterwards.
You went to the elevator and rolled your eyes in the process. This was getting out of hand, fast. For two months they fought over you, breaking their friendship down in the process. You really couldn't believe that either one of them were into you, so when approached by both you were overwhelmed.
You liked them both platonically, that much was for sure. They were both handsome in there own ways, one had certain assets the other didn't, and they were the exact opposite.
If you were anyone else you'd look at the situation simply and say, "Pick the one that you have more of a connection with."
But that was kind of hard when you connected with both very easily.
You and Tony joked around a lot and your sense of humor and tastes in music were the same. You took interest in his work and found Iron
Offended, you are? A shit I don't give!|
Knock, Knock. Come inside, Cross your Heart and Live to Die....
This is not outta the blue! It's smack dab in the middle of the blue!
People say writing is 10 percent inspiration and 90 percent perspiration. This is nonsense -- It's pretty much 100 percent caffeine..... At least in my case.
I quit coffee for a while, which is BIG news. But then I replaced it with about twenty-seven cups of green tea per day. (Probably making the whole quitting-coffee thing moot.)
So while I may have switched seats, I'm still drowning ( although vivacious and alert ) in a sea of stimulant.
I think that if you give someone your word, you should be able to stand on it just as solid as ground. And that if you can't keep it, warn me before you break it.
Because it hurts to fall from a height so high....
Little bits of Wisdom....
One's mind, once stretched by a new idea, never regains it's original dimensions.
Let go of the past and go for the future. Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you imagined.
Keep your eyes on the Stars and your feet on the Ground.
Destiny is not a matter chance, it is a matter of choice.
Don't be afraid to be Different.
There is no such thing as limits to growth, because there are no limits to the human capacity for intelligence, imagination, and wonder.
To accomplish great things, we must not only act, but also dream; not only plan, but also believe.
Perfectly amazing You.
Not wasting your time trying to be somebody else.
Taking the time to discover who You really are.
Learning to Love your authentic Self.
You. Are. Remarkable.
" Call it a Clan, Call it a Pack, Call it a Network, Call it a Tribe, Call it a Family. Whatever you call it, Whoever you are, You need one."
Life is not a matter of holding good cards,
But making the most of the cards you're dealt.
There's a fine line between wrong and visionary. Unfortunately, you have to be a visionary to see it.
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God loves you, And I'm trying to....
Even when you're in the middle of nowhere, cling to the edge of somewhere.
I know why the Joker looks likes he does....
..........Because Adele set fire to the rain!
Things age, grow old and die,
That's the circle of life.
But some things stay with us,
Some things never die...
Love and Music live on... Forever.
Stay with me... Forever and Always.
✔ Mentally dating characters that don't actually exist
❒ Taken. ❒ Single. ✔ FOREVER ALONE.
Favourite genre of music: Any
MP3 player of choice: Zune
Personal Quote: " If I cannot move Heaven, I will raise Hell."
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Look what I learned!