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Hey I was wondering if you could write a one-shot with the prompts #20 and #56 with Loki?

Posted! Hope it’s what you were looking for!

https://fandomlove25.tumblr.com/post/169292513314/prompt-20-56

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Prompt #20 & #56

Hey I was wondering if you could write a one-shot with the prompts #20 and #56 with Loki? Asked by - Anonymous

I don’t really know Loki that well so I tried my best but I hope this is what you were looking for! 

Warnings: Slight swearing 

“I can’t believe you don’t even know my eye color.”

“You made that more sexual than it should have been.”

Running down the street, you glanced back at the group of men that were quickly moving towards you. The street lights were varying in brightness, majority were dim or completely out. In the back of your mind you could hear the taunting of his voice telling you that this side of town was not somewhere you should have gone. Trying to ignore it, you focused on your breathing and watching the area around you to make sure you didn’t trip or fall since you knew they would get you if you did.

The darkness suddenly seemed to have more life than before and you felt your steps faulture because of the change. A figure fell to the ground a few feet away and you felt your steps slow knowing who it was. Before you had the chance to react you were grabbed by the arm and pulled behind the tall figure.

“What did I tell you about-” The man spoke with a knowing tone and you gasped for air, just now realizing how out of shape you were.

“Shut up. I know.” Cutting him off mid-sentence, you felt him move away from you and towards the men who now had slowed their pace to creep up on you. “Just kick their asses please so that I can go home and relax.”

Breaking away from you he moved towards the men. “Give me 5 minutes and they’ll be dealt with.” Turning your attention away from the scene you could hear the men groaning in pain and the sound of fists hitting flesh. After a moment, a hand wrapped around your shoulders and another under your knees lifting you up.

Looking into the blue eyes you knew so well, you saw that they were much closer to a shade of green than normal which shocked you. “Holy shit, are your eyes green?”

“What?” Loki glanced down at you with wide eyes.

“I thought they were blue!”

“I can’t believe you don’t even know my eye color! We’ve been friends for months how do you not know this?”

Laughing at the expression on his face, you placed a hand on his cheek “I swear I thought they were blue! I’m sorry.” Barely getting out your apology you began laughing in his arms again.

“You’re just gonna have to pay when we get back then.” His tone was low and unnerving which caused you to instantly stop laughing and stare at him. “I expect to be pampered, this is an outrage!”

“Oh my god, Loki! You made that more sexual than it should have been.” Smacking his arm, you both started laughing and joking on your way back home.

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I saw your prompts post and I have a prompt. Can it be a Sherlock x Reader fic, based around prompt 4? "Keep it up and see what happens" I'd love to see Sherlock's buttons pushed to the point of spanking the reader, if possible.

Posted and ready! Thanks for the request! 

https://fandomlove25.tumblr.com/post/169251010554/prompt-4

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Prompt #4

I saw your prompts post and I have a prompt. Can it be a Sherlock x Reader fic, based around prompt 4? "Keep it up and see what happens" I'd love to see Sherlock's buttons pushed to the point of spanking the reader, if possible. Asked by - Anonymous

First request! I will ask for nothing too smutty as I don’t feel comfortable writing it but I will imply and lead up to! Hope this was what you were looking for :)

Warnings: Implied smut, slight swearing (does ass count?)

“Keep it up and see what happens”

Sitting in Sherlock’s chair, you had your legs up on the arm and were reading your favourite book. Just getting to the best part of it, you heard the front door of the apartment open and rushed footsteps came racing into the room. Glancing up, you saw the long dark jacket fly off a tall and lanky body and a streak of silver behind it.

John was the first to notice you and his eyes were wide when he saw the chair that you were in, you knew Sherlock didn’t like anyone in his chair but you didn’t take his threats seriously. Going back to your book, you heard Sherlock start to go on about one of his more recent cases and zoned in enough to know that he seemed to know what he was doing. A little voice came from the doorway and you looked up again to see that it was Mrs. Hudson who had spoken.

“We would love a cup, Mrs. Hudson.” John was polite as always and had spoken for himself and Sherlock who was ow at his laptop and mumbling about something else.

Her gaze moved to you which made you close your book and smile at the sweet woman. “A cup of tea sounds lovely. Thank you.”

At the sound of your voice, Sherlock stopped his mumbling and moved his gaze up to your figure that was still planted in his chair. Narrowing his gaze, his green eyes moved from your feet up to your E/C eyes. “It appears that you’re in my chair.”

“Yes, your chair is quite comfortable and I was reading.” Shrugging, you turned your attention away from the detective to change the topic but it seemed he had other things in mind.

Standing from where he was seated at his desk, he slowly began to move towards you. “Y/N, do move from my chair.” John motioned to Mrs. Hudson that they should leave and the two of them quickly left the room.

“No thank you, I like it here.” Smiling at Sherlock, you turned your attention back to your book but you couldn’t focus on the words because you felt Sherlock still moving towards you. A shadow fell over you and you felt your heart start to race at the close proximity. “If you’d like to sit here we can always share.” You heard the soft growl leave his lips at your words and knew exactly what you were doing to the man who always seemed so composed around everyone else. This wasn’t the first time you both had done something like this, when it was just the two of you his demeanor changed and he was nothing like the man the rest of the world knew. “Is there something bothering you Sherlock?” Reaching out you brushed a hand down his chest and smirked at how his eyes now were a dark shade of blue.

“Keep it up and see what happens.” The tone he used with you was nothing like you were before and it surprised you to hear such a rough and seductive tone from him. “Stand up darling.” Still surprised by his voice, you didn’t move from your spot which seemed to be exactly what he wanted. “Don’t say I didn’t warn you.”

Reaching down, he swiftly grabbed your waist and threw you over his shoulder. A squeal left your lips and you couldn’t help but feeling very turned on by this side of the detective. “What are you doing, Sher-” Not having the chance to finish his name, one of his large hands landed firmly on your ass and a gasp left your lips.

“I told you to move. Now I’ll have to show you where that ass belongs. Or should I say who it belongs to.” His voice at the end had become husky and you couldn’t help but feel very turned on with what was to come as he walked into the bedroom and locked the door.

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Imagine Surprising the Winchesters by decorating the bunker for Christmas

Taking the star for the tree in your hand, you heard the boys making their way to the living room. With a nervous smile on your face you watched as they came in and the shocked looks appeared on both their faces. 

“I heard you guys talking about how you used to celebrate when your dad was on a hunt and I love Christmas so I thought it might be a good idea and I hope you guys don’t mind-” Feeling yourself start to ramble, your face started to burn and you knew your cheeks were becoming a bright red.

Sam smiled at the decorations before turning his attention to you. “Y/N it’s great, I’m really happy that you did this.” Nodding to himself, he shifted his attention to the tree and noticed that there was nothing on the top. “Where’s the tree topper?”

You held it up higher in your hands and looked between him and Dean. “I was wondering if one of you guys would like the honor of putting it on?” 

Dean smiled and stepped towards you holding a hand out, gently taking it from you he held it in one hand and yours in his other. Gazing up at his blazing green eyes, you saw his rare soft smile before he spoke. “Thank you for this.” His voice held a tender tone you weren’t familiar with but were glad to hear.

Of course Sam had moved on to other things and wanted you both to do the same, “Who wants hot chocolate!” 

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Imagine Dean thinking he lost you during one of the hunts you were on

Looking down at your battered and broken body, Dean felt tears streaming down his face. “It was my job to protect Y/N. Why do I always fail?”

3 months later

Opening the door to your home, you walked in cautiously, uncertain as to what was happening and why you had been in a grave just moments before. “Dean? Sam? Guys I’m home...”

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Imagine Owen asking you on a date

“Y/N, would you like to go out for dinner with me?” Owen smiled nervously down at you waiting for a response.

It took you a moment to understand what he was saying so you stared open-mouthed for a few seconds before you realized he was waiting for a response. “Umm, yeah. Yes I would love to.”

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Imagine the Doctor (11) being jealous of a guy you met while traveling on the TARDIS

“That was amazing! The scenery was so beautiful and it was so much fun!” You were vibrating on your feet, the doctor had just taken you to a beautiful planet and you couldn’t have asked for more.

He didn’t seem happy about your excitement though which surprised you since normally he had just as much energy. This time he rolled his eyes and groaned, “That boy you were with all day seemed to enjoy you just as much.” 

Shocked at his words, you stared at him open mouthed trying to process what he meant. “What?”

“Never mind.” Turning, the Doctor was about to walk away when your voice stopped him.

“Whoa, no, you do not get to say that and walk away.” He stopped at your words but didn’t turn around to face you. “Are you jealous? You know you don’t have to be jealous of anything.” Moving closer to the Doctor, you put a hand on his arm to turn him to face you. 

His eyes were sad and he would only briefly meet your gaze before shifting it back to the floor. “I like you Y/N, a lot. I don’t really know what to say but when I saw you and that guy, I felt this burning sensation and angry. I wanted you with me and not him-” Interrupting his rant, you moved forward and pressed your lips against his, you could feel the shock at first but eventually his hands wound around your waist and tangled in your hair.

“I love you too, Doctor.”

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Imagine Chasing after Sherlock when he leaves John’s wedding because you don’t want him to be alone

“Sherlock!” You ran after the tall man that had just thrown his coat over his shoulders and was walking away from the loud pulsing music.

Not turning around, the man simply slowed his pace in order to let you catch up to him. “You should go back and dance. It appeared you had some admirers from where I was standing.” His tone sounded unusual compared to normal but you brushed it off and grabbed his arm so he would walk at your pace.

“I’d much rather go for a cup of tea with you. We could see if there’s any cases that peak the interest of the great Sherlock Holmes.” From the corner of your eye you could see him glance down at you and a smile graced his lips, barely there but just enough for you to catch it.

“That sounds wonderful.”

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Imagine the Winter Soldier shooting you instead of Natasha but you still try to fight him with Steve. You see him with his mask off and realize it’s Bucky, your boyfriend who you thought was dead, when he escapes you break down and Steve comforts you.

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Imagine You’re the first one Sherlock sees when he comes back because he realized he was in love with you during the time he was apart from you

Walking down Baker Street, you were on your way home from work when you walked past the same door you had for years but hadn’t dared to enter since you accepted his death. The world seemed less vibrant everyday but you had begun to move on, you were still helping Lestrade when you could and keeping in contact with John and Ms. Hudson.

Suddenly a hand grabbed your wrist and you were pulled into an alley and pushed against the brick wall. Bright blue eyes stared into yours and the breath escaped your body but wouldn’t return. Dark black curls surrounded a pale face and a smirk graced the pink lips you had missed so much.

“Hello, darling.” His deep raspy voice filled your ears and he moved his hand to brush a piece of your H/C hair behind your ear.

Snapping out of your trance, you pushed the man away from you and stepped to the side so you weren’t so close. “No, you’re dead.” Staring him dead in the eye, your voice gave no emotion away.

Shaking his dark curls, the man stepped forward and reached out for you again. “I’m not. I’m right here Y/N. Figured it was time to come back since the mess was cleaned up.”

“Screw you, Sherlock.” Moving away from him again, you saw he stopped in his tracks and his facial features fell from the excitement it held just a moment ago. “Two years, you were alive and I got nothing? Not a single word.” The anger you felt was bubbling but underneath you could feel the relief that the man you cared so deeply for was standing in front of you, alive and well as far as you could tell.

“I’m so sorry Y/N. I couldn’t tell you, you needed to believe I was dead for your own safety. Please forgive me, I would never want to hurt you.” Shaking your head you looked at the ground not knowing what to think. “I need you to know I never stopped thinking about you, even when I wanted to I couldn’t. You’re the first one I came too, I needed to see you.”

Shooting your head up at the last part, you saw him move towards you again and this time you didn’t move away. This time you let him wrap his arms around you and pull you tightly against him. This time you tangled your hands in his dark coat and thick curls never planning on letting go. This time you knew that he was staying and while he wasn’t the kind of man to say it, you knew by those words that he loved you the way that you loved him.

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Imagine After the two year anniversary of Sherlock’s death, you start to accept the fact that he is actually gone

You felt the tears streaming down your face as you sat in front of John and Mary in his new place. John had been reluctant to accept the fact Sherlock was gone but he had after months of trying to find otherwise. It had been harder for you because you loved the man with every fiber of your being and you didn’t know what to do without him.

“Y/N, we’re here for you with anything you need. I know how hard it has been for John to accept the fact that Sherlock is…” Mary spoke up from beside you and paused before she finished her sentence to look at her lover. “Just let us know if there’s anything we can do.” Rubbing your arm, she spoke quietly to not upset you more.

Shaking your head you looked at the ground as another sob racked through your body. “I- I can’t believe it. He’s really not coming back. I didn’t even get to say goodbye.”

The day Sherlock threw himself off the St. Bartholomew building he had called John but you hadn’t heard a word, all you got was to watch from blocks away as he fell to his death. The years had been hard for you but this day marked two years since his death, the media knew he was innocent and that the claims made against him were false. Unfortunately it was far too late and you now had to accept the fact he was gone but that his name had been cleared and people knew the truth about the man with the strange hat.

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Imagine Sherlock being fascinated with you the moment he lays eyes on you.

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Imagine finding out that your co-worker Chris Evans, has a crush on you

You nervously walk up to the blonde man who stole your heart and cleared your throat to get his attention. “Is it true?”

He looked up at you in confusion and opened his mouth to answer. “Is what true?”

Sighing, you shook your head at his question. It was impossible for him to not have heard the rumors being spread about the two of you but you obviously needed to elaborate. “What everyone is saying about us.” He continued to gaze at you quizzingly and you let out a small noise of irritation. “That you like me. People think that we’re a couple and I want to know if there’s any truth to it all.”

“Yeah, there’s some truth to it.” He shifted his gaze to the ground and you opened your mouth in surprise, having not expected such a straight-forward answer. “What about you? How do you feel about it all?”

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Imagine you’re feeling down and so Sebastian and Chris decide to try and make you smile with their dancing.

Chris- “Y/N! Watch this.” *Gif pointing at Sebastian*

Sebastian- *Gif* There’s that smile we love!

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Imagine the Doctor (11) thinking he had lost you and being devastated by it but having you show up and promise not to leave him again.

“I’m so sorry, Y/N. It’s all my fault, I should have never let you come with me.” Sobs were ripping out of the Doctor’s chest and he found that it was becoming increasingly difficult to breathe. He fell to his knees clutching his forehead and whimpering apologizes to you. 

The mission had gone completely wrong, you were fighting against the Weeping Angels when you noticed that the Doctor was not around. Somehow you had been seperated in the tunnels and the Angels had turned against you. To the Doctor’s knowledge you were gone, there were too many Angels and he had been unable to find you for hours.

“How could I have let this happen? Oh my god, she’s gone. She’s gone...” There was a noise behind him but at the moment he didn’t care what happened to him and he ignored it. 

“Doctor?” Emerging from the caves, you saw his shaking form sitting by the TARDIS on his knees. “Doctor!” Racing towards him, he turned just in time to have you throw yourself against him and wrap your arms around his body. 

He pushed you away just enough to look at you and see that you were unharmed before he pulled you tightly against his body and buried his face in your neck. “I thought I lost you.”

Pulling away, you placed your hands on his cheeks and thumbed his cheekbones wiping away his tears. “Come on now, you think you can get rid of me that easily? Believe me, you’re going to be stuck with me for a very long time.” Kissing his forehead you pulled him into another hug and ran your fingers through his hair the way you knew he loved. “I refuse to leave you alone again. Besides how would you function without me?” 

Laughing, you pulled away from one another again and he gazed at you in wonder. “God I love you, Y/N Y/L/N.” Your eyes widened and your mouth fell open at his confession but he was quick to push his lips against yours silencing anything you were about to say.