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Steve Rogers with a chubby lover: headcanons

How Cap would treat his chubby lover ♡

Fluff ☁️

I am currently taking headcanon requests <3

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You were always a little worried about what Steve thinks about your body, being that he's from a time when it wasn't generally accepted or seen as desirable. But let me tell you, you have nothing to worry about, and he will make that fact known to you as many times as needed until you believe it. He won't give up on you.

His favorite thing about your body is likely how soft it is-- hear me out. Steve is constantly on the go. His missions are long and taxing, usually leaving him dirty, sweaty, and exhausted, both physically and mentally. So, to be able to come home to his favorite woman in the world and lose himself in her soft, comforting warmth is heaven to him.

He'll just lay there with you wrapped up in his arms as he intently listens to you talk about your day, silently reveling in your presence.

He's very supportive. He will always encourage you to wear what makes you feel happy and comfortable. Don't think even for a second that he would try to steer you away from clothing options that "aren't fit for your body type."

Steve will NOT tolerate people talking down to you. He's not an ill-tempered man, but if he hears someone say something negative about you like that, he won't hesitate to bite.

You can always tell, too, just by his hardened expression and clenched jaw alone. Then he'll say something that makes the insulter feel like they've been pinned against the ground like a bug and can't answer without taking responsibility for their disgusting behavior.

"Wanna repeat that for me?" / "What's that supposed to mean?" / "Did you say something?"

His tone says he's calm, but his eyes are saying otherwise.

It doesn't really matter where you are, if he's sitting next to you, his hand will be on your thigh. It's a comfort thing for him. You'll occasionally feel a gentle squeeze now and then when he needs that extra bit of support. To feel you beside him a little more.

Loooves hugging you from behind and pushing his face into the crook of your neck, feeling your soft curves press against him.

He can pick you up with ease. All those other dudes with their weak little muscles ought to be ashamed cause this man can and will pick you up and carry you over his shoulder without any strain whatsoever.

Many of your nights will be spent curled up next to him, his strong arms securely wrapped around you and his chin resting atop your head while he murmers every little thing he loves about you in your ear. His hands roam your plush body, not in lust, but rather in a loving caress that perfectly translates his feelings in a way that surpasses even his words.

There's something about your stretch marks that almost fascinate him. If you'll let him, he'll spend a bit of time just tracing them over, enjoying the feel of them beneath the pads of his fingers

Steve is a gentleman. However, that man is not immune to seeing your shorts do that thing where they ride up your thighs a little when you sit down. He tries very hard not to let it take his mind to disrespectful places, but MAN--

Cellulite? He loves it.

Squishy sides? He loves that, too.

Plush arms? Can't get enough of them.

If you were to ever tell him that you wanted to lose weight, he'd support you all the way, so long as your motivations aren't harmful to yourself, physically or mentally. He would even help you get started, showing you better food options and some basic beginner level workouts.

But, when it comes down to it, Steve loves you because you're you. Whether you're chubby, mid-size, or slim, he loves you, and nothing could ever change that.

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I'm the anon who sent you an ask on your other blog. (PPP)

Yes, I just saw it! Thank you for your support, you're so sweet!💜

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▪︎Out of Hand【Loki Laufeyson x reader】

Reader and Loki get rough housing a little too much <3

﹛"Hey okay do i have an idea for you play fighting with loki he accidently hurts you then freaks out thaaaank you. Like he acts all big and mighty UNTIL he accidently hurts then he is a small worm trying to apoglize."﹜

I kinda sorta turned this into a mini oneshot since I liked the idea so much lol. Thank you, requester!

TW: none

Fluff ☁️

GN reader

Word count: 1,673

Requested ♡

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You know, Loki, being a 1,048 year old nordic god, wouldn't make you think that he could have so much energy all at once, but that is a terribly inaccurate assumption. You see, he tends to get these random bursts of seemingly endless energy from time to time throughout the day. One moment, he could be peacefully sitting on the balcony reading a book in silence, and the next, he could be an absolute terror.

He's basically a cat prone to zoomies.

It was a random Wednesday at 2:47 in the afternoon when it hit him, that familiar feeling when he just can't sit still to save his life, and, naturally, you were his target.

Next thing you knew, you're in a wild sprint for your life, dodging furniture, and even other people, as he chased you throughout the gilded palace walls. He was hot on your tail. He could have caught you with ease or even used his magic to make you stop, but where would the fun in that be? He loves a good chase, especially when you're the prize at the end of it.

"You know you can't escape me, darling!" He called out in full confidence, a devilish smirk clear in that silken voice of his,

"If you give up now, I might grant you mercy... if you beg for it!"

Gods, he's head over heels for you. He never imagined himself, Loki, the god of mischief, to actually feel something so real for anyone. Even more than that, he never imagined anyone could feel something so real for him. All his life, he lived within his elder brother's shadow. For centuries, he searched and searched for anything or anyone that could make him feel...worthy. Seen. Important. Give him the love and care and attention he so desperately craved. Of course, that someone turned out to be you.

There is nothing he wouldn't do for you. If he could hold the entire universe in the palm of his hand, he would wrap it up and give it to you as a present just to see your eyes light up at the sight of it.

A shiver of nerves mixed with excitement traveled down your spine at his words that echoed behind you. Your heart thumped harshly against your chest.

Being chased by Loki whenever he was in the midst of one of his energy bursts was always a thrill, to say the least. He spoke as though he might either kill you, or devour you by the end of it, yet the result was always the same: a bit of rough housing, a couple (a lot) of stolen kisses, and ending up sprawled out on the floor in a mess of giggles and soft panting.

You didn't dare look back, knowing that if you did, you very well might trip and be forced to face the god's empty threats. No, you kept on going and going, which only served to motivate Loki to move faster yet, his long legs carrying him swiftly over the stone floors, almost as though he were gliding rather than sprinting.

It wasn't long until he had you cornered. You made the foolish mistake of running straight into his chambers, which he immediately followed you into and slammed the door shut behind him, locking it with a flick of his wrist and a small puff of green smoke.

You idiot.

"Well, it appears you've no escape now, my little vixen," he flashed a sharp grin as he strode over to where you were at the other side of the room, as though he were coming to collect what was his. Which... wasn't far from the truth.

You attempted to make an escape and slip past him, but that didn't slide. He instantly reached out and caught you by your waist and snatched you right off of your feet with a victorious "gotcha!", causing you to yelp as he pulled you back against his firm chest.

"Loki! Let go!!" You protested in a playful manner, squirming against his tight grasp. You pounded a fist against his hands that gripped your waist, not hurting or deterring him even a little. In fact, your actions only made him laugh.

"Ah! Trying to get away from me, are you??" He teased. Just then, he shifted and threw you down over the side of the bed, making you land and bounce on your back with an "oof!"

Loki then boxed you in with his body before you could move and held onto your shoulders, bouncing you on the bed while proudly announcing that 'he got you' in a tone that was almost hushed, yet excited like a child that's had too many sweets. He wasn't necessarily being rough with you, but his actions were a bit dizzying.

He then began to pepper chaste kisses over your face, starting with your cheeks, your temples, your nose, your lips-- just everywhere.

"You aren't so tough now, are you?! Look at you, you're like a pathetic little bug under me!"

The air was filled with giddy giggles and chuckles that were emitted from both his and your lips. It was a scene he wouldn't DREAM of allowing anyone else but you to be a part of. Heck, he wouldn't want anyone else to even have the knowledge of the fact that he's even capable of participating in such tender and wholesome activities.

Nope, these things strictly stay between you and him.

"Okay! Okay, You got me! I give up!" You finally gave in, raising your hands above your head in surrender. Loki paused for a moment, still panting and smiling like a idiot.

"Do you truly??"

"Yes!"

"I don't believe you!" He then roughly pulled you up to your feet by the fabric of your shirt and backed you up against the wall, not realizing how rough he was getting until...

Thud!

...your head bumped the wall behind you.

Ohhhh no. Oh no... What had he done??

"Ah...oh, Loki!" You hissed, playful demeanor now gone as you gingerly held a hand to the back of your head. You didn't want to be upset with him, but that hurt like Hel. He had quite the tendency to get carried away with this stuff sometimes without even realizing it.

His emerald eyes widened, and his heart sank at the sight. No, no, no, he didn't mean to actually hurt you. He was just playing around-- that wasn't supposed to happen! He immediately let go of you, body language shifting in an instant.

"Damn it..."

Loki reached out a hand to carefully touch your head, feeling the need to check you over and make sure you were alright, silently cursing himself for getting so carried away.

"Let me see, let me see..." he muttered, a sharp pang of guilt stabbing his side when his fingers brushed against the mildly sensitive spot and you winced slightly. He cursed under his breath and pulled your body a little closer so he could get a better look and make sure it was nothing too serious. It most certainly wasn't, but he wanted to make sure. He's a literal god, and you're just his fragile little Midgardian. It wouldn't take much for him to accidentally hurt you, as this recent event proved.

He continued to fuss over you, whispering reverent apologies as he took you into his arms and held you close to his chest, as if to protect you from any further harm.

The pain wasn't really that bad now. It had only lasted a few moments, but when he still continued to coddle you, you couldn't help but roll your eyes with a softened smile, knowing this was now your fate, sealed in his arms with no escape. Which, by the way, is not a bad fate, really.

"I'm sorry, love," he murmured as his lips brushed against your hairline, placing a feathery peck there. He was completely calm now, his previous burst of energy hibernating deep down inside for another day. He made a mental note not to let himself get so out of hand next time, as this resulted in a less than pleasant experience for you and a rather large case of embarrassment for him.

"You're sure you're alright? Because if the pain resum-

You abruptly cut him off by shushing him and pressing the tip of your finger to his lips, to which he was unsure if he should be slightly surprised or mildly offended. Either way, it made you chuckle.

"I'm fine, Loki, I promise," you reassured him with a small, almost teasing smile, "you just... need to learn how to be a little more gentle, that's all. It's alright..."

Loki couldn't help but be put a little more at ease by the lack of a grudge in your voice. He was honestly embarrassed that any of this happened in the first place, as well as for freaking out so much when your 'injury' was pretty much nonexistent, but he just couldn't help it. He's pathetic when it comes to you.

It had taken him many, many years to face that fact without letting his pride flare up, and he still struggles it from time to time, although that makes it no less true. You're his weakness, and that's just the truth.

He sighed and rested his forehead against yours, "yes, yes, I know... I'm sorry, darling..."

There were those words again. Those soft, genuine words.

A short silence stretched on as you both stood there, his strong arms enveloping you entirely. He soaked up all of the warmth and comfort that your presence could offer him, which is quite a lot. Tender words in an ancient translation of Norwegian fell from his lips and skimmed over your skin, sending gentle shivers down your spine...

"Tilgi meg, kjære... vær så snill, frykt ikke meg og mine lidenskaper..."

"Mitt hjerte banker for deg... bare deg..."

"Jeg elsker deg."

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hello!

i absolutely adore your head canons!

i had a request if you dont mind, for playful headcanons about loki? we know he's mischievous lol but just general playful things he'd do with a lover, female if specific. thanks love!

Aww thank you, I'm glad you do! And I absolutely love that idea! Thank you for requesting <3

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How he likes to toy with you: Loki Laufeyson headcanons

Some headcanons of how Loki would like to mess around and tease reader ♡

Loki being a smug little jerk, established relationship, deep down he's a softie for you.

Requested <3

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So we all know Loki loves making trouble. Causing drama, or just toying with people to get reactions out of them. It's what he lives for, really. He's not called the god of mischief for being sweet and well-behaved, if you know what I mean.

So naturally, a relationship with him means lots of unexpected moments. Lots.

Such as returning home to find your room in an all-consuming darkness, only to have him further use his magic to scare you out of your mind and right into his arms.

Or, getting out of the shower/bath only to find that the clothes you had sitting out have mysteriously disappeared. Yep, he loves that one.

Or, or, him purposefully turning off your morning alarm the night before, so you wind up sleeping in with him and show up late to work.

Or, or, or, him shifting into someone else to pry information out of you that he specifically isn't supposed to know- such as any birthday or anniversary surprises you might have planned for him. Which only lasts so long until you realize it's him and then have to change plans all over again.

You shout the single word "LOKI!!" a lot.

The severity of his pranks and teases can range with him. They can either be small and barely noticeable. Or! Absolutely traumatizing.

Yeah, he considers that time he faked his death to be a "prank."

"YOU ASSHOLE! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU PUT ME THROUGH?? I THOUGHT YOU WERE DEAD."

"....but I'm not ☝️"

He actually did feel pretty bad about that. But don't worry, he won't do it again.

Probably-

I'm just gonna say it, you've gotta have A LOT of patience to be in a relationship with this man.

Absolutely ADORES teasing you. He loves seeing you get all flustered and sputtering. To him, it's endearing that he can get such reactions out of you each time without fail.

But of course, he does try not to go too far with the teasing, although the line may get blurred at times. It's not that he wants to say or do something out of line, it's just- he can't entirely help it, you know? That's kind of his thing, pushing people to their limits and inevitably causing trouble.

But, that being said, if he ever does something that legitimately upsets you, he will apologize and try to make up for it. Maybe not directly- but he will make it up to you in his own way.

PLAYFUL BANTER. You bicker like an old married couple.

Loki has a great time embarrassing you by practicing pda in public, especially if he knows it flusters you. He'll be touching you and "sneaking" kisses all the time.

If you tease or prank him BACK?? Oh, you're cooked cause he is not gonna hold back next time. Sleep with one eye open, dear.

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Your first kiss: David 8 headcanons

How your first kiss with David would go <3

Soft David, David being off-putting and oddly romantic at the same time,

I'm currently taking headcanon requests.

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Physical affection is a difficult subject for David. He finds himself craving it, yet he does not understand why. He yearns to give it to you, but isn't quite entirely sure how. It's all such a mystery to him, and that's partially why he finds it so captivating. It's another puzzle. Another equation he longs to solve.

He often studies the concept, watching classic romance films to get a proper feel of the emotional build-up that can lead to physical affection, as well as the actual acts themselves.

Your first kiss was...I won't say strange. Okay, maybe a bit strange. But not at all unpleasant.

Up until that point, David had only gone as far as to occasionally give you small touches. Maybe a hand on your shoulder, on your lower back, or to reach out and touch a strand of your hair with a sense of gentleness that surprises even himself.

But this...this was new

You had gotten hurt, badly, and he was right there to take care of you. You were lying on a rather uncomfortable bed in the Prometheus' infirmary, all patched up but not yet healthy enough to get up and return to your duties. David stood beside you, gazing down at you with a thoughtful and almost soft expression. His usual coldness long gone, despite his exterior appearances. He was admiring you in a reverent silence.

There was much on his mind. Much about you. About your health. And about how he would spare your life from his experiments. He leaned down to press an unmoving, almost unnoticeable kiss to your forehead. But...he was still dissatisfied, as he often was when trying to show you affection. As though it was never quite enough.

His cold hand came up to rest at your warm cheek, a gesture he had often seen portrayed in those old romantic films. Then, without any further thought, he moved down to hover his face over yours, silver-blue eyes searching for answers to something that couldn't be found, before his gaze shifted to your willing lips. He leaned in just a touch further and closed the distance with a feather-light kiss.

He followed through with the actions he had studied, letting his artificial eyelids shut and his thumb carefully trace over your cheekbone. It was soft, experimental, and even...tender. It made something in him spark. And he wasn't sure if it was mechanical or something entirely different...

If he was ever on the fence about sparing you before, he surely wasn't now. He would keep you safe. That was his new directive.

"You're safe, Dr. No harm will come to you again. You have my word."

And he meant it, in more ways than you knew at the time.

Later, he would find himself replaying the intimate moment again and again in his head. Wondering if he had performed the kiss correctly. Should he have done anything differently? Was it...enjoyable for you? He hoped so, because he longed to do it again and again and again.

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They see you in a swimsuit for the first time pt1: headcanons

Steve Rogers, Bruce Banner, Thor Odinson, Loki Laufeyson

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Steve Rogers

It's actually kind of crazy because your swimsuit isn't even all that revealing. It's just a simple pastel pink two-piece. The bottoms are short shorts, and the top is a halter style tankini. But man, oh man, did it take Steve by surprise.

You gotta remember, this man is from the 1940s. He is NOT used to seeing that much skin.

He's extremely respectful, though. Despite struggling internally, he keeps his focus on your face, not letting his gaze drift down any further past your neck.

That jaw is clenched, but he looks as cool as a cucumber.

He can't help but feel a little unsettled about you going out in public wearing something like that. Although it's modest by today's standards, it's a bit...provocative by his.

He just doesn't like the idea of someone else being able to eye you up so easily. But won't ask you to change because he, obviously, doesn't want to be selfish or controlling.

Keeps a close eye on all of the men at the beach, making sure none of them are looking at you in any way that could be construed as disrespectful.

Subtle protective hand on your shoulder.

Has a moment of internal relief when you finally put your cover up on.

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Thor Odinson

Let's be real, Thor is probably the least subtle being in all of the realms. He physically cannot be secretive or stealthy about, well, anything. So, when you reappeared from the bedroom wearing the gold silken bikini he bought you last week, his change in demeanor was blatant.

Immediately gets up from wherever he's sitting and stomps right up to you, his smile wide and full of admiration as his gaze trails over your curves.

"By the Norns..."

Hands glued to your waist. No, they're not moving any time soon.

Now, Thor's a himbo, not some wild beast, so of course he keeps his gaze respectful (or at least tries to). He would feel horrible if he ever accidentally made you feel uncomfortable.

Get ready for a bucket load of poetic praises.

He can't help himself from staring at you while you sunbathe on the hot, white sand of a nearby Asgardian beach. He'll sit right by your side just taking you in.

Shoulder kisses. That is all.

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Bruce Banner

One word: awkward.

The moment he saw you in that periwinkle one-piece, it was all over for the poor guy.

He tries to subtly avoid eye contact as much as possible and kinda just darts his gaze between your eyes and the wall past your head. Only problem? It's super obvious.

Gets flustered when you call him out on it.

"Huh?? No, no, what? No, I'm not avoiding you. Why would I avoid you? You think I'm avoiding you?? I wouldn't avoid you-"

Yes, he's your boyfriend. Yes, he's seen you in outfits more revealing than that before. But this is, apparently, "different."

His body works completely against him. Every now and then, without meaning to, his eyes will drift downwards as he's talking to you about whatever. Although it only lasts seconds before he catches himself and begins to stutter over his words.

Absolutely notices if people are staring at you, but he won't say anything. He doesn't want any confrontations and figures his insecurities aren't important enough to start a fight over.

Might subtly suggest you put your cover up on as soon as your out of the water. Just so you don't get sunburnt! Heh..yeah that's it-

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Loki Laufeyson

As soon as his eyes catch sight of you in that little, ruffly, white two-piece, they are never leaving.

"Well...well... now, what do we have here?"

Shamelessly checking you out. He does not care if you notice (which, how could you NOT). He's practically eating you alive with that stare. It takes a lot of restraint for him to not just walk over to the door, lock it, and-

Essentially slithers up to you for a...closer look. Hands roaming your form. You might have to remind him not to get too handsy. Which he'll respect, obviously.

"Loki, my eyes are up here." / "Loki, not right now."

"Damn."

He, for one, doesn't mind anyone at the beach seeing you dressed up like that. He rather sees it as an opportunity to gloat and show off what only he can have. Although, if he notices anyone looking at you in a way that pushes the boundaries, he won't hesitate to 'remove them'.

And to get the message across that you are indeed taken, he will ALWAYS be touching you.

1. To prove the point.

2. Just because.

Typically keeps an arm snaked around your waist, holds your hand, or just stands almost unreasonably close to you.

He also hates swimming and being in the sun in general, so he'll just stay on the beach, fully clothed, under an umbrella, with a book, taking sneaky glances at you out in the water.

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▪︎Early Mornings {Loki Laufeyson x fem!reader}

Super short oneshot about waking up next to the god of mischief ♡

Mega fluff, clingy Loki, married au, Loki still in Asgard au, physical affection YIPPEE-

Word count: 855

I'm currently taking headcanon requests :)

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The Asgardian sun rose into the early morning sky, tinting its previously dim surroundings with warm hues of orange and pink. The day was in its early beginnings. The grand city below stirred under its familiar rays and slowly came to life once more, just as it had for thousands of years before. Villagers and merchants gradually began to show their faces and go about their buying, selling, trading, farming, etc.

Life began to bloom within the palace as well. Servants scurried about, and guards switched out their positions with their replacements. The kitchens prepared breakfast for all the palace's inhabitants, and the smells of freshly baked bread streamed out into the corridors.

But as for two specific (and rather lazy) Asgardians, the day had not yet even begun.

Loki, a prince of Asgard, and his lover lay wrapped up together in the silky covers of the god's luxurious bed, limbs tangled, hair frazzled, and bodies pressed tightly against one another. Their soft snores filled the room almost rhythmically, creating a quiet and peaceful atmosphere that neither of them were even conscious of.

As the morning drifted on, the waking world summoned your body awake, causing you to finally stir and crack open an eye. The light made you wince, and you pushed your face into Loki's chest to shield your sensitive pools. A mumbled groan escaped your lips. Your hands gripped his night clothes in a pathetic attempt to pull yourself impossibly closer to him.

Upon sensing your movements, the raven haired god shifted slightly and tightened his hold on your waist. He half-consciously nuzzled the top of your head with his nose, his soft, warm breaths gently fanning your scalp.

"Are you awake..?" you questioned in a low tone, your voice a little muffled against his evergreen shirt. Loki only mumbled into your hair in response as he traced lazy patterns up and down your back with his long fingers. The mild chill of his skin made you shiver slightly.

You both lied there in comfortable silence for a few more minutes, enjoying the tranquility that came with being in each other's arms. You pressed your body a little closer to his, and he placed a sleepy kiss to your hairline. He slowly rubbed over your side, feeling over your curves that he was already so familiar with.

"We should probably get up soon.." you sighed as you propped yourself up a few inches on your elbow, slowly opening your eyes and attempting to adjust to the bright morning light. You ran a hand through your hair and went to fully sit up, but was swiftly pulled back down by a strong arm.

Loki grumbled out a low: "five more minutes..." and shifted again, this time moving to lay on top of your body and tangling his legs with yours to prevent you from getting up again. He buried his face into the crook of your neck, his lips barely grazing over your skin. You let out an exaggerated sigh at the sudden heavy weight crushing over you and tried to push him off, but he wouldn't budge a single inch. Oh, what a dilemma! Oh well-

Eventually, you gave in and wrapped your arms around his torso again, unable to resist the opportunity to indulge in a clingy Loki. You could practically feel the god smirk against your neck in victory.

"You're such a brat."

Loki let out an amused huff in reaction and settled further on top of you. His touch blindly traveled up your thigh under the covers and found your hip and squeezed it in a firm, yet somehow, gentle grasp. Your soft flesh warm beneath his naturally cool palm.

"Now, now, is that any way to greet your husband good morning?" he quipped, now massaging your hip in a languid manner.

You rolled your eyes yet couldn't fight back the small smile tugging at the corners of your lips that revealed your lack of actual irritation.

"It is when he's being a brat," you sighed, feigning annoyance at his antics that you should have been more than used to by now. But he only chuckled, as he could see right through your little act.

"You can't fool me, darling. I know you far too well to believe even for a second that you're not enjoying this."

You wanted to protest, but the words quickly perished on the tip of your tongue. The bridge of your nose scrunched up in brief annoyance at him calling you out so casually like that. Curse his damn perceptive nature.

"...shut up," you grumbled, pride only slightly wounded. You were thankful that he couldn't see your face and the faint pink hues that tinted your cheeks. He would have enjoyed that far too heavily.

The snarky deity took great pleasure in your hesitant surrender and pressed a lingering kiss to the side of your neck, his face still buried there, taking in the sweet scent of the shampoo and bodywash you use.

"I am capable of many things, but silence is not one of them," he teased with another gentle squeeze of your hip.

"Yeah, tell me about it."

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I may refuse a request if I'm not familiar with the character (or if it's NSFW), but it's more or less likely that I'll just do more research on them rather than turn down your request. So, no worries :)

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Much love!

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[charlie-shmarlie]

TEEHEE I'm glad you liked it! 😭

When he protects you: Loki Laufeyson headcanons

The god of mischief protecting you from a group of creeps

Warnings: icky creepy dudes, Loki being protective 🛐

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Loki is (quietly) very protective over you. He knows you can handle yourself, but he still can't help but worry from time to time. Whether you notice it or not, he's always got an eye on you. So naturally, when he catches wind that you're being confronted by a group of suspicious men in a shady part of the city, he's there in an instant.

Shows up in full armor for pure intimidation factor, and a grin that's way too pleasant for the spiraling fury and ill intent cooking up inside him.

Pretends that he just happened to stumble upon the whole situation, which is an obvious lie.

PROTECTIVE HAND ON YOUR WAIST. PROTECTIVE HAND ON YOUR WAIST. PROTECTIVE HAND ON YOUR WAIST.

He will try to remove you from the situation as quickly and smoothly as possible but will NOT hold back if the creeps persist in any way.

Oh, they looked at you wrong? Dead. They made a nasty comment? Dead. They dared to challenge him?? Deady dead.

That man has powers beyond the perverts' comprehension, and he won't hesitate to use them whatsoever.

Remember that one scene in the 1893 episode of the Loki series where the dude knocked off his hat and he poofed him away in a puff of green smoke right on the spot? Yeah, it'd be like that.

Except he might stab them first just for good measure idk

Definitely scolds you for going to that part of the city without him. Loki hates feeling scared, and you being in danger scares the hell out of him. He might give you the whole "what were you thinking??" speech and be a little sharp for a while, but it's only because he was so worried about you.

But, if the whole situation has you shaken up, he'll soften. His pride doesn't allow him to admit it often, but you're his weakness, and seeing you frightened and upset makes him cave without question.

Takes you into his arms and holds you close against his chest, keeping a secure hand on your back and in your hair, softly mumbling against your locks.

"It's alright now, I've got you...I would never let anyone lay a hand on you.."

He'll likely take you straight back home after all of that, tightly holding your hand and paying extra attention to all of your surroundings.

It's subtle, but if you pay close attention, you'll notice Loki staying a bit closer to your side for the rest of the day. Not in a clingy way, he won't smother you, but he might follow you to the next room, keep a hand at your waist, or just let his eyes follow you around more often.

If you plan on going anywhere else, he'll go with you. Just in case..

Hates it when you point out that he's being overprotective. How dare you rightfully accuse him.

[charlie-shmarlie]

When he protects you: Loki Laufeyson headcanons

The god of mischief protecting you from a group of creeps

Warnings: icky creepy dudes, Loki being protective 🛐

Currently taking headcanon requests :)

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Loki is (quietly) very protective over you. He knows you can handle yourself, but he still can't help but worry from time to time. Whether you notice it or not, he's always got an eye on you. So naturally, when he catches wind that you're being confronted by a group of suspicious men in a shady part of the city, he's there in an instant.

Shows up in full armor for pure intimidation factor, and a grin that's way too pleasant for the spiraling fury and ill intent cooking up inside him.

Pretends that he just happened to stumble upon the whole situation, which is an obvious lie.

PROTECTIVE HAND ON YOUR WAIST. PROTECTIVE HAND ON YOUR WAIST. PROTECTIVE HAND ON YOUR WAIST.

He will try to remove you from the situation as quickly and smoothly as possible but will NOT hold back if the creeps persist in any way.

Oh, they looked at you wrong? Dead. They made a nasty comment? Dead. They dared to challenge him?? Deady dead.

That man has powers beyond the perverts' comprehension, and he won't hesitate to use them whatsoever.

Remember that one scene in the 1893 episode of the Loki series where the dude knocked off his hat and he poofed him away in a puff of green smoke right on the spot? Yeah, it'd be like that.

Except he might stab them first just for good measure idk

Definitely scolds you for going to that part of the city without him. Loki hates feeling scared, and you being in danger scares the hell out of him. He might give you the whole "what were you thinking??" speech and be a little sharp for a while, but it's only because he was so worried about you.

But, if the whole situation has you shaken up, he'll soften. His pride doesn't allow him to admit it often, but you're his weakness, and seeing you frightened and upset makes him cave without question.

Takes you into his arms and holds you close against his chest, keeping a secure hand on your back and in your hair, softly mumbling against your locks.

"It's alright now, I've got you...I would never let anyone lay a hand on you.."

He'll likely take you straight back home after all of that, tightly holding your hand and paying extra attention to all of your surroundings.

It's subtle, but if you pay close attention, you'll notice Loki staying a bit closer to your side for the rest of the day. Not in a clingy way, he won't smother you, but he might follow you to the next room, keep a hand at your waist, or just let his eyes follow you around more often.

If you plan on going anywhere else, he'll go with you. Just in case..

Hates it when you point out that he's being overprotective. How dare you rightfully accuse him.

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Finished!! Sorry it took me so long. Writer's block SUCKS 😭

https://www.tumblr.com/charlie-shmarlie/783038447271165952/secret-relationship-walter-1-headcanons?source=share

Hiii, Can i get a request of Walter Which has a Secret relationship with The reader? ^^”

Absolutely! so sorry I'm only seeing this now. I'll get right to it!<3

[charlie-shmarlie]

Secret relationship: Walter 1 headcanons

What a secret relationship with Walter would hold ♡

A Cabin On The Lake ♪

Requested <3

Warnings: awkward & confused Walter, a little angst,

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Needless to say, being in a relationship with an android is nothing short of unheard of. To the average person, it's obscene. So naturally, you two would have to swear to secrecy. If anyone ever found out about your personal connections, you would be terminated, and Walter would be factory reset, or even deactivated.

Please remember to be patient with Walter. He doesn't understand his emotions nor how he seemed to gain the ability to have them. But he tries his best for you and is willing to learn all he can about even the most complex human emotions and feelings.

He would ideally like to express his affections for you, but isn't sure how. He's studied the basics of human physical affection but can't quite figure out how to practice them himself.

The best he can offer you at this point is longing stares, "accidental" touches, and quality time.

Speaking of quality time, he tends to spend more time around you than the rest of the crew. It's really the only way he knows how to confidently communicate that he wants to be around you.

Makes incredibly convincing excuses to the others as to why he "needs" to spend said time with you.

You and him definitely have special time set aside to just be in each other's company in private. These secret meetings usually involve both of you sitting next to each other in your quarters, you holding his hand, and him just admiring you in reverent silence.

Walter is extremely careful with every single interaction he has with you in public. He may not fully understand his feelings for you, but he *does* know that he can't risk losing you. The idea of never seeing you again or having you wiped from his memory is a thought that is oddly terrifying to him. He's never feared anything before. Never been attached to something enough to be afraid of losing it. But you? You're a completely different story.

He appreciates your willingness to be patient with him more than you could know. Your kindness is never taken for granted.

If he starts to get a better grasp on expressing his affections for you, then he may try something as simple as touching your face or your hair when he's sure you're both alone. It may not seem like much, but it's a big step for him.

Glances that linger for longer than necessary.

Assisting you with whatever you might need.

He can't help but want to share a future with you once the ship lands on Origae-6. Yes, he can easily picture himself by your side on the earth-like planet, perhaps, in your very own home...a small farm or a log cabin with a large fireplace to keep you warm during the long, chilly nights. He would take care of you throughout the entirety of your painfully short human life. You would fix him when his systems began to fail, and he would protect you when you grew old and frail and could no longer hold your own. He would learn how to properly express his affections for you and never need to face the consequences. He would have you for as long as he could. For as long as you would have him.

But of course, these are only dreams. Hopeful scenarios he conjures up in his wired mind to distract himself from the unfortunate reality that his future likely only holds separation from you and getting shipped off for a new mission with a new directive.

Those private times when you're holding his hand and speaking so softly to him, they calm that foreign sense of unease within him that builds up whenever he thinks about losing you. He doesn't understand how you do it. He doesn't understand his newfound emotions. And he doesn't understand how he's able to feel them. But, there is something he *believes..* Something he speculates:

He just might...love you.

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