#p. d: main cast

[macabremoons]

Project Daycycle:

♡ "I'm too grown for your tricks; I know this isn't love." ♡

General info

Standalone or Series: series

Progress: drafting book 1/4

Tropes/Ao3-esque Tags: Enemies to lovers, slowburn, family of choice, team as family, morally grey characters, redemption arcs

Book one

Working title: First Rises the Night

Main character name: Menodora

Summary:

Hundreds of years ago the creatures of mythos struck a deal with mysterious elemental beings to even the score with humans. In the wake of that agreement is an earth especially tailored for the creatures of mythos, humanity not being able to use their magic, and an empire ruled by the iron fist of the elementals. Both creatures and humans cling to the prophecy that a great chosen one wielding the element of  light would fight to free everyone from the empire's grip. However, a chosen one of darkness was also foretold to oppose them.

In the present day, Menodora is still struggling after realizing that despite being human and having the ability of light, she is not the chosen one. On her journeys far from the place she once called home, she's recruited by the werewolf general, Thais, on a plan that might be crazy enough to actually overthrow the empire.  Will she be strong enough to help with their movement, or will ties from her past hold her down?

Quotes:

Author Notes

Why "Daycycle?"

The working titles are all themed around times of day. This is inspired by the eternal daytimes in certain areas of the world!

Will you publish it?

Don't know! Most likely yes.

Romance or Found Family focused?

So far it's found family. When I say slowburn for the romance, I mean it. It's so slow my writer friends are trying to convince me to speed it up a bit for my own sanity. This story is very character focused, so it's important to me that the romance takes its sweet time. That being said, found family for the win baaabyyyy

Where can I see what you've posted so far?

I try to put all my writing snippets (and finished works but they have a separate tag) under #my writing, though rambles and writings can be found under the #project daycycle tag.

All the character tags are #p. d: (character name) and there's the tag p. d: main cast when referring to the group at large.

Can I be on your taglist?

This question is highly presumptuous, but yes hypothetical stranger, you can! Just ask in the replies or tags.

[deus-ex-mona]

the sheer ridiculousness of yujiro’s vampire costume is ✨finally✨ hitting me

like… boi??? literally no one will be able to see the kissmark with your collar in the way?? you just wanted to be kissed, didn’t you?👁

[amimuu]

Vows to Ash (COTL AU) - Masterpost

"In the end, it all circles back to the same thing.

You, unable to keep one simple promise."

Vows to ash: In which the lamb willingly sacrifices themselves so Narinder can be free, expecting to finally be able to rest from their duties and find peace in the afterlife alongside the rest of the lambs, yet they find themselves brought back to life by the god of death himself, who seeks their help once again.

With the new task of freeing the bishops of the old faith from Purgatory, as well as finding their lost crowns, the Lamb and Narinder must work together—alongside a nice cast of side characters—, hopefully learn how to trust each other, and maybe, just maybe, communicate for once.

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Status: ONGOING!

Character Inbox: OPENNNNN--!

Please be mindful of the tags of each post before checking!

Main storyline-related stuff:

Pt 1: "Vows" (Comic)

Pt 1.5: "Hope" (Comic & writing)

Pt 1.5 (On ao3)

Pt 2 (On ao3): "Bruises"

Pt 3 (On ao3): "Eucalyptus"

Character stuff:

Narinder and Lamb designs (plus doodles)!

Nari and Lamb design attempt two (plus doodles)

Leshy and Miyu designs (plus doodles)!

The Lamb's disciples designs!

Tabby and Fern designs!

Doodle dump no.3 I think!

Extras:

“Cold” (Comic, pre-canon)

"Cold/Alter"(Remake, comic, pre-canon!)

“Dream logic” (Comic, pre-canon)

"Bing bong the story starts" (doodles regarding plot :p)

"In sickness and health--Wait, wrong line" (Comic-during canon)

"Fair trade" (Comic, ?????)

"Had I been given the choice..." (Comic-during canon)

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Thank you for reading the masterpost :D! hopefully you'll enjoy the au

(You can also find lots of fun info under the #ami answers! tag. Its mostly vta stuff LMAO)

[schrodinger-swriter]

Helluva Hotel Masterlist

Here you will find my writings for Hazbin Hotel and Helluva Boss. I more so go off of what we are shown within the episodes, as I do not follow Vivzie and the crew on social media. Any headcanons that may go against what has been said outside of that is purely do to this fact. I stress that you be patient.

The characters listed below do not determine what characters I will and wont write for. I will not be writing for Valentino, though. For reasons I feel I do not need to explain.

CHARLIE:

F J O C for Charlie

B L T Z for Charlie

D G K U V for Charlie

Prompts 1 and 3 with Charlie

Prompts 2 8 and 11 with Charlie

VAGGIE:

B C J L T Z for Vaggie

ALASTOR:

Alastor x Deaf!Reader

Alastor x Short!Hotheaded!Reader

Alastor and the Reader pining for one another

H I P W for Alastor

S for Alastor

Alastor x Short!Plushie!Reader

A B C E G J K for Alastor

L Q R for Alastor

D N Y Z for Alastor

Prompts 3 and 4 with Alastor

Alastor and the Reader battling together

T X for Alastor

Prompts 8 11 12 with Alastor

Platonic Alastor x Reader who loves old music

Alastor x Cat Demon!Reader

SIR PENTIOUS:

Sir Pentious x Warm bodied!Reader

Sir Pentious and the Reader pining for one another

A D J Z for Sir Pentious

I K O P Q U for Sir Pentious

C H S X Y for Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious x Winged!Reader

Reader becoming jealous of Cherri Bomb

Sir Pentious x Bat!Reader

Sir Pentious x Intelligent!Inventor!Reader

Romantic Sir Pentious headcanons

Sir Pentious x Reader w/ a goat skull for a head

Prompts 3, 4, 11 with Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious with a partner who is maternal to the egg boiz

Sir Pentious and the Egg Boiz with a Sick!Motherly!Reader

Marriage with Sir Pentious

Sir Pentious x Reader who is on their period

Sir Pentious saving the Reader

Sir Pentious x Reader who has self image issues

Sir Pentious x Girly!Reader

HUSK:

A C I J K N P Z for Husk

E H L R X for Husk

Platonic Father!Husker x Teen!Reader

ANGEL DUST:

A D F K L P Q T X for Angel Dust

C I Z for Angel Dust

Angel Dust x Asexual!Reader

Platonic Angel Dust x Reader who ghost writes erotica

NIFFTY:

B Y N for Niffty

C G I P for Niffty

LUCIFER:

A B E H for Lucifer

J K L Z for Lucifer

D I O X Y for Lucifer

R T for Lucifer

P U for Lucifer

Lucifer x Sinner!Reader

C for Lucifer

Lucifer x Fallen Angel!Reader

Lucifer x Reader who did something terrible for a good cause

Lucifer x Writer!Reader

Prompt 13 with Lucifer

Prompt 12 with Lucifer

Prompts 8 10 and 11 with Lucifer

Prompt 3 with Lucifer

Prompt 1 with Lucifer

Lucifer x Artist!Reader

Lucifer x Baker!Reader

Flying with Lucifer

Lucifer x Gardener!Reader

VOX:

C E I J M F for Vox

B D K for Vox

Vox x Cat Demon!Reader who bites him

Vox x Reader who gives him things

Prompts 8 9 10 with Vox

Prompts 5 and 12 with Vox

LUTE:

C K Z J for Lute

A B G H U for Lute

D E L V W for Lute

Prompts 1 3 12 with Lute

Prompt 10 with Lute

Prompt 5 with Lute

Prompts 8 and 13 with Lute

Prompts 7 and 15 with Lute

M R for Lute

ADAM:

B C K L P for Adam

Q U R X Z for Adam

CARMILLA:

Carmilla x Injured!Reader

Prompt 13 with Carmilla

A B C F J for Carmilla

ROSIE:

T V for Rosie

Prompts 2 and 13 with Rosie

C K Z for Rosie

J I for Rosie

Prompts 3 and 9 with Rosie

Rosie x Non Cannibal!Reader

FIZZ:

Platonic Fizz x Clown!Reader

STRIKER:

Striker x Reader who got cheated on by Blitz

MULTIPLE CHARACTERS:

Asmodeus and Fizz being friends with the reader

The main cast of Hazbin on Valentine's day

FLUFF ALPHABET

TROPES LIST

[meganechan05]

Trying to read as much as I can tonight from the King-Ohger Official Perfect Book so here are some notes:

The original pitch Omori-P gave to TakaMina didn't involve bugs at all, only a team of Kings. It only ended up having a bug motif because their conversation about how each King's country works which turned into connection to bugs.

TakaMina showed up to a production meeting with a 16-page pitch on what he wants to do for the show including character, settings, and overall plot.

The two did have ideas on connecting KingOh to previous sentai teams but scrapped it in favor of making KingOh being a standalone team.

The Kyoryuger episodes were done solely for the anniversary. The only reason they managed to make it work was because they already had plans on making Caucus Kabuto Castle a spaceship.

They didn't want to do KingDon at all because it would break the flow of how KingOh worked. But when they finally decided to do it, they had to discuss with Kato-D a lot and get his input as he's worked on Donbros.

Prince showing up in Episode 40 was a last-minute decision because Sakamoto and Kaneko already submitted the script for KingKyoryu V-Cine and they needed to make sure it'd make sense.

The two praised KingOh but most of their focus was on Kyoryuger which was why the V-Cine felt more like a Kyoryuger movie than a crossover movie.

Omori was probably the most level-headed of the Main 3. While working on the idol episode, everyone in the cast and crew including Sony PCL who gave them the LCD screen went crazy with production. Omori questioned their sanity as he believed they didn't have to go that far for a joke episode. (Yes, they did. KingOh needed the silly break)

Costume designs actually struggled a bit with the ranger suits. Because of the inclusion of armor and bug motif, they had to be extra careful to not make it like Rider. To make it more Sentai, they decided on having the visors be a big piece in the shape of the bugs. The proportions had to be skewed in order to make the visors work.

Kamakiri's is the only visor that faces the bug from the front rather than the back like the rest (also the only Main Shugod who faces to the side in the Soul). When it was decided KamakiriOhger was going to be female, they made sure the visor didn't look too sharp.

PapillonOhger being purple was a decision made by Toei.

They were made to be neither male or female when designing. When designing PapillonOhger, they went through 5 different shades of purple before settling on the final product.

The belt is the thinnest in history as its only use is to store the OhgerCalibur. They added the phone to the front even though the Kings never takes said Hotlines out while transformed.

The OhgerCaliburs were designed with the decision there weren't going to be any additions made to them. Most of the design struggles was how each switch was designed and used.

The King's Weapon was hard to design as it's a 5-way weapon that connects to the Calibur but they were happy it ended up working out.

No idea if I'll read more but these are very interesting to note.

[rendawngrimes]

Yandere Harry Potter Alphabet! <33

Dark (ish) themes below the cut!

I’m so so sorry if there’s any grammar or timeline mistakes :(( (He’s a cutie pie :3)

A-affection: How do they show their love and affection? How intense would it get?

- Harry loves holding you, he’s almost always touching you and he tends to keep close.

B-Blood: How messy are they willing to get when it comes to their darling?

- He could possibly have to get rid of a few people, but he wouldn’t really try to go out of his way. Perhaps using the unforgivable curse, but I doubt it.

C-Cruelty: How would they treat their darling?/ are they cruel to them

- he’s never cruel! :(( he loves you!! Harry would never be cruel, he’d probably tease, but nothing that bad!

D-Darling: Aside from (possible) abduction, would they do anything against their darling’s will?

- I honestly don’t think he would make you do a bunch against your will, maybe a few small, simple things like making you eat your food, He wants what’s best for you!

E-Exposed: How much of their heart do they bear to their darling? How vulnerable are they when it comes to their darling?

- He bears his whole heart (and more) to you! He is a little vulnerable, so you can use it to your advantage….but why would you want to!??

F-Fight: How would they feel if their darling fought back?

- He’d be a little annoyed, sad even..he’d tease you about it a little though!…he’d most likely end up casting some sort of charm to make you shush up

G-Game: Is this a game to them? How much would they enjoy watching their darling try to escape?

- NO!! absolutely not! This isn’t some kind of sick, twisted game to him! And he hates seeing you attempting to leave!! :(

H-Hell: What would be their darling’s worst experience with them?

- I honestly think your worst experience with him would be when he first kidnapped I mean.. saved you!

I-Ideals: What kind of future do they have in mind for/with their darling?

- He’d probably just want to be happy with you….forever and ever and ever and ever….

J-Jealousy: Do they get jealous? Do they lash out or find a way to cope? 

- Harry is honestly a jealous behind! before he “saved” you he would see you talk to other boys and he’d complain to both Ron and Hermione..!

K-Kisses: How do they act around or with their darling?

- He’s really clingy and overprotective, you’d be sitting on the couch, relaxing a little and he would come along and just plop down with you! Too many hugs!

L-Love letters: How would they go about courting or approaching their darling?

- Ever since you both first met, you became friends, he obviously liked you…so he would do small, tiny things to get your attention..

M-Mask: Are their true colors drastically different from the way they act around everyone else?

- Not really, he’s just a lot more touchy.! sorry this one’s short :(

N-Naughty: How would they punish their darling

- Nothing mean, he’d probably just scold you a little, if you still don’t listen..he’d smack you around a little bit (GENTLY…ish)

O-Oppression: How many rights would they take away from their darling?

- I think the main one is….the right to being alone!! Its gone! You can kiss it Bye bye!!

P-Patience: How patient are they with their darling? 

-Harry tries to be patient, but sometimes you make it hard..! Why would you do that to him?? he just wants to make you happy!! :((

Q-Quit: If their darling leaves, or successfully escapes, would they ever be able to move on? 

- i don’t think he could ever move on..he loves you!..but that’s ok because he has a trusty map that’ll always tell him where you are! (It’s his elite employee!! Hehe)

R-Regret: Would they ever feel guilty about abducting their darling? Would they ever let their darling go? 

- Whenever he sees you cry over it, his heart cracks a little and he tries to comfort you, but letting you go is a big no no :((

S-Stigma: What brought about this side of them (childhood, curiosity, etc.)?

-When he first met you, he was in the library, with Ron and Hermione, you asked if one of them could help you find a section of books, and you all became friends, over time Harry noticed how Professor Snape would yell at you, how people would laugh at you, he needed to get you away from those meanies!! >:(

T-Tears: How do they feel about seeing their darling scream, cry, and/or isolate themselves?

- as I said a little earlier, it would make him upset, he’d do his best to comfort you!!

U-Unique: Would they do anything different from the classic yandere?

- Nothin much besides the fact he’s a wizard! 🤠 (yehaw!!) but in all seriousness, Not really, he’s on the gentle side though!

V-Vice: What weakness can their darling exploit in order to escape?

- Honestly, I don’t think there is anything you can do, with all the magic, and the map :( although there’s a tiny chance Ron or Hermione would save you!

W-Wit’s end: Would they ever hurt their darling?

- gently! He’d gently hurt you, he’d feel bad!..you made him do it anyways! :(

X- Xoanon How much would they revere or worship their darling? To what length would they go to win their darling over?

- Harry probably wouldn’t worship you, just love you!..a whoooleee lot :)

Yearn: How long do they pine after their darling before they snap?

- maybe a few years of being one of your best friends

Zenith: Would they ever break their darling?

WHAT!? NO NEVER!!

Whooo yay that’s my first time ever writing on an app!! I’m so proud >:3 thank you sm for reading🫶 if you have any requests or tips on how to get better please tell me<33

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hazbin Masterlist Volume 2

As stated in the previous HH masterlist I dont support Viv however I still enjoy elements of the show

You can find the other Masterlist links in my pinned, same with my rules! If any links are wrong let me know!

Max number of characters varies, you can check the rules post before requesting! Not writing for Val and as of Season 1 I am not currently writing for Sera and Lilith though that is subject to change as we learn more about them

MULTI

Adam and lute x fallen angel reader

Main cast x artist reader

Hugging the HH cast 3/3

Making heart cookies w/ the HH cast 3/3

Adam and lute x reader who has nightmares

Various HH characters x trans reader

Charlie and alastor x winslow leach!reader

cuddling w/ various hh character 1/3

Cuddling w/ various HH characters 2/3

Cuddling w/ various HH characters 3/3

Various crushing on the reader 1/3

Various crushing on the reader 2/3

Various crushing on the reader 3/3

various pocky game x reader 1/3

various pocky game x reader 2/3

Various pocky game x reader 3/3

Various HH having a romantic moment ruined

Petnames

emily velvette and charlie getting sleep forehead kisses from reader

petnames 2

various x reader who struggles with words

calling hazbin guys pretty boy

calling hazbin gals pretty girl

Emily and lute x redeemed sinner reader

leaving lipstick marks on them 1/2

leaving lipstick marks on them 2/2

CHARLIE

Charlie x reader who's like adam

Charlie x reader who's like adam but they're trying to do better

headrest

x injured male reader

y q j (fluff alphabet)

a f i (fluff alphabet)

n o p (fluff alphabet)

VAGGIE

drunken confession

K H F w/ vaggie

ANGEL DUST

reader taking care of fat nuggets for angel

angst alphabet p q y

h s z (fluff alphabet)

ALASTOR

Celebrating mothers day

Alastor x songwriter reader

x swan type!reader

x hyena!reader

SIR PENTIOUS

X insecure reader

x reader with chronic pain

X steampunk engineer reader

D P I angst alphabet prompts

x reader who doesnt have english as a first language

summertime w/ pentious

F H J angst alphabet

x kind reader who knows martial arts

VOX

c k p (fluff alphabet))

ROSIE

ADAM

Adam x reader who is obsessed w/ stuffed animals

adam x reader who lets him do anything

adam x reader who is scared of the dark

X reader who has an opposing personality to how they dress (cute style, mean and spicy personality)

matching onesies

LUCIFER

X kind sinner who can fight

x oblivious fallen angel reader

LUTE

b prompt w/ lute (fluff alphabet)

d r s (fluff alphabet)

HUSK

N E I angst alphabet

OTHER

Emily x Male depressed reader

angel x reader x pentious (poly)

angel x reader x husk (poly)

F C ♥ fluff alphabet prompts w/ emily

one bed trope w/ chaggie and the reader

a f l w/ cherri bomb (fluff alphabet)

adam and lute x reader who cries a lot

[cureomen]

Lmao Mayu :P I love their dynamic

I really like the friendships between the main cast this season. It's not every season of precure where the friendships feel as natural as they do in this one. There are some seasons where it feels like if the Plot™ wasn't happening that the characters would never speak to each other. This is some thing that, at least for me, can really make or break a season. So I'm glad the friendships feel natural this year :D

No Daifuku this episode tho :(

[jakowskis]

torchwood resources

just some stuff i've accumulated during this fixation :) hope it proves handy :D

ianto's-desktop (livejournal) - archived most of the things found on the torchwood website during season 1 and season 2; the only thing missing is the videos. / note: click the headers of the posts to see the full thing, or some stuff with appear incomplete. took me a sec to figure out, lol

speaking of the website...

season 1 website (archive.org)

season 2 website (archive.org) - unlike the s1 website, the bulk of the s2 site's content is pretty inaccessible through the wayback machine (at least for me; maybe i'm doing something wrong), so thank g-d for ianto's desktop

there's also a good amount of rebloggable site content in this person's tumblr tag.

season 1 declassified (youtube)

season 2 declassified (youtube)

season 1 commentaries (mega.nz)

torchwood books (google drive) - gonna be honest, i haven't tried to download any of these myself

border princes audiobook (read by eve) + all of the radio plays (archive.org)

torchwood magazines (beta.reddit) - download links for all of them! p fuckin kewl

torchwood official yearbook (archive.org)

herecomesthedrums (youtube) - account that started posting before the show came out and is chock full of promos, trailers, interviews... some real fun goodies in there

torchwood: up close (youtube) - handful of bts videos with the cast + crew

season 1 unreleased tracks (soundcloud) - the end of days ones hrhghgh

out of time unreleased tracks (soundcloud) - i absolutely adore the music in this ep so i was so happy when i found these

the torchwood fanpop - this has sooooooo much content like i scrolled for a loooooong time and never reached the bottom. lotta stuff i hadn't seen before, too. there's fun hd promo pics, pics of the cast, and a lot of extremely early 2010s edits, graphics, and fanvids. / note: i also had this page bookmarked + it's got different content than the main page so i'll link it

aaand under the cut i'm gonna dump some silly stuff i've collected of the cast. but yeah, there ya go :-)

gally 2015: zip files of someone's pictures of eve, naoko, and burn (livejournal)

gally 2015: someone's account of the torchwood panels + meeting the cast (everyone was there but gareth!) - naoko & burn's solo panels / autograph table chats + barrowman photo-op + the naoko&burn&eve group panel / barrowman solo panel + burn&eve joint panel

dragon con 2013 (flickr) - i found two albums: this one, and this one, which has torchwood cast images on the first and second pages.

burn at chicago tardis 2012 (flickr) - ehehe 2012-2013 burn gorman w his classy little outfits my beloved. this is just hq pictures of that event. burn's in a bunch at the top and some at the end of the second page

the hub 2009 (flickr) - some kind of torchwood event. gareth, burn, eve, kai, and tom are all there. i dunno

hvff 2018: 'insights from the whole cast'

hvff 2018: video of everybody goofing off (twitter)

gareth endorsing owandy teehee (twitter) - this is getting dumped here bc im gay

sigh. (blogspot) - pics from that one fuckin 08 panel where gareth & john made out like 5 times + gareth took his jeans off for some reason. i don't even go here but i feel like this is unfortunately historically relevant. also the fujoshis in the comments are really funny

incomplete but sizable lists of cons gareth's been to and john's been to, in case anyone wants to dig around for photos/footage of any of these. the other cast members (excluding burn, for some reason) all have pages on this site as well, but theirs are super incomplete so i won't bother linking

[meowmeow-motherfucker]

Covenant- Chapter 10

Summary: With the five year anniversary of the attack on New York approaching, Odin and Fury come to the agreement that an arranged marriage between Asgard and Earth would show good faith toward all future interactions. When Odin refuses Jane’s candidacy, Agent Coulson is tasked with finding a suitable wife for the prince of Asgard.

Pairing: Loki x OFC Claire Fisher

Word count: 13k (prepare drinks and snackies as always)

Chapter warnings: I...I don't really have much for this one. It's 13k of Claire and Loki being horny on main for each other. Dirty talk, oral (f receiving), p in v, somewhat public sex (there are guards outside the room), with a sprinkling of domestic fluff and bickering.

Taglist: @lokisgoodgirl @gigglingtiggerv2 @icytrickster17 @mysteriouslyfriedjellyfish @lokislilkitten @justjoanne242 @amlocked @ddmariegirl @mags-04-blog @sharris8 @meepycheep @iamlokisgloriouspurpose @the-fantasy-loving-angel @jaidenhawke @smolvenger @ladymischief11

Please let me know if you'd like to be added to the taglist! Thanks for coming along on this journey with me! Buckle up gang :D

Read this fic on AO3.

“Alone at last, little wife.” Loki purred as the heavy door to his- their chambers closed behind them. Claire smiled over her shoulder at him, the feral look in his eyes sending a thrill up her spine.

“Without breaking the rules, you mean,” she laughed as he pulled her flush against his chest. She draped her arm over his as he buried his face in her hair, kissing at the hairline behind her ear. “You gonna show me around?” she asked, drumming her fingers on his metal vambrace.

“You want a tour?” he seemed surprised.

“Of course,” Claire replied. “After all, you got to see my living quarters. I’m curious.” she felt him exhale against her skin, and he released his hold on her.

“Very well,” he chuckled before gesturing to the room they stood in. “As you can see, this is the sitting room,” he indicated the plush couches in front of the fireplace. A healthy fire crackled in the grate, throwing dazzling light on the lavish dining table and chairs in the southeast corner. Claire could already imagine having intimate breakfasts there. Tall windows bracketed the fireplace, looking out onto the city below. Beyond the windows, Claire could make out a railing. “Whenever I- or we, rather- have guests, this is where we will meet with them.”

“Is there a balcony?”

“There is,” Loki replied. “Would you like to see it?” he purred in her ear.

“Yes please,” Claire grinned, enjoying the feel of his thumbs as they brushed the backs of her arms. “I’m sure you have an amazing view.”

“It is quite stunning,” Loki replied, taking her by the hand to lead her out onto the balcony. Claire leaned over the railing, drinking in the view. The city lay spread out far below, faint strains of music from the still on-going feast drifting up on the gentle breeze. Small dots of light twinkled in the city beyond like stars in the sky. The moon was almost full, shining down on the people below. “Are you pleased?” The touch at her waist was gentle, long fingers casting through her gown to the sensitive flesh beneath.

“It’s beautiful.”

“The balcony extends around this corner to the bed chamber,” Loki said. “Would you like to see it?”

“Is that the next stop on the tour?” Claire asked flirtatiously, turning to face him.

“It can be,” Loki smirked. “Unless of course, you have something else in mind. You did say you were debating.”

“Well,” Claire sighed, running her hands up his arms. “Look who paid attention.” Loki grinned as she linked her hands behind his neck.

“I must admit I’m curious how your thoughts align with mine.”

“Then lead the way,” Claire smiled. “Although…” she murmured, eyes glinting mischievously as she glanced at the wall beside the balcony door. “The wall looks nice. And since we already know you can pick me up...”

“I agree, but for the future, little wife, not tonight.”

“Aw,” Claire tutted. “Well that’s okay. I had other plans anyway.” she winked at him, giggling when he backed her against the wall and sealed his mouth to hers. Long fingers dug into her hips, bunching the smooth fabric at her waist so tight Claire feared it might rip. His ceremonial leathers creaked as she pulled him as close as possible.

Finally.

At long last they could act on the desire they’d held back for so many weeks. Teeth gnashed as Loki pressed against her from hip to shoulder, his large hand cupping her face as he kissed her possessively. Claire threaded her fingers in the hair at his nape, gasping into his mouth as he reached down and brought one of her thighs up and over his hip. His fingers explored beneath the fabric, marveling at the feel of her bare flesh as he opened her to him.

Loki growled deep in his throat as he dug his fingers into her thigh, the cool night air raising goosebumps on her bare flesh as he pressed against her intimately. Claire gasped at the feel of him, a thin beading of sweat gathering at her neck as Loki rolled his hips against her core.

“Loki-”

“Shall we go inside, little wife?”

“Yes please.” Claire pleaded, dotting the sharp line of his jaw with heated kisses.

“You don’t wish to continue the tour?” he pressed against her once again, grinning with delight when she whimpered and dug her little nails into him.

“Show me later,” she nipped the lobe of his ear, his leathers creaking as she tightened her grip. “Loki…”

“A poor husband I would be if I did not see to my wife’s needs,” he captured her lips in a dizzying kiss before hefting her into his arms. Claire wrapped her arms around his shoulders, her soft lips teasing at his collar as he carried her along the balcony to the double doors around the corner. Her deft fingers worked beneath his collar, and Loki staggered as she sucked a mark into the sensitive curve of his neck. “Let me walk, woman, or we won’t get far.”

“Walk faster then!” Claire protested, laughing when Loki pressed her against the wall once more. He sank his weight onto her, adoring the feel of her hands in his hair as he mapped her thighs with his hands. He groaned as chills ran down his spine, grabbing handfuls of her ass as she pulled him closer with her powerful thighs. One of her hands skimmed down between them and began working to open his trousers.

“Damn it-” she muttered when she couldn’t find the clasp. He was wearing too many clothes!

“What do you need, little wife?” Loki couldn’t help but tease her. He pressed a kiss against her neck, enjoying the way she trembled around him.

“Your dick,” Claire teased, rolling her hips against his and making him gasp. “Please.”

“I like hearing you beg for me,” Loki murmured, reaching for the door knob to let them inside. He held her against him with an arm around her waist and kicked the door shut behind them. “But you’ll need to wait just a little while longer.”

“Whyyyy?” Claire complained as he carried her further into the room. The massive bed took up a large part of the room, along with two armoires, and two room dividers. Claire spied her vanity tucked behind one of the dividers. A fireplace cast flickering shadows on everything, but Claire could also see two dark doors branching off of the room.

“Because…” Loki shuddered as sharp teeth clamped down on his pulse point, sending chills racing along his spine. “Such a menace,” he grunted as his wife’s luscious thighs squeezed his waist. Her eyes had become glazed with desire, the heat between her legs calling to him like a beacon. A lesser man would have given into temptation and thrown her on the bed by now. Her wicked mouth was trailing bites down to his collar bone, dissolving his restraint with each little nip. “We have-business to attend to-before we forget ourselves.” The bed was looking more tempting by the second.

“Right,” Claire pulled away slightly, her chest heaving as she tried to focus on not ripping Loki’s clothes to shreds. “How are we doing this?”

“I have several ideas, but please-” Loki pleaded, his hands curling into fists as he fought the urge to rip her dress clean off her delectable body. “You still wish for the contraceptive we discussed, yes?”

“For now, yes please.” Claire replied. “Do you need anything from me?”

“Not at all. It’s already completed,” Loki shook his head, a small smile flitting across his face. “It seems we were meant to continue the tour. I’ve just realized I forgot the vials in my study.”

“You have a study?” Claire asked. “You really are an old man.” she snickered, undeterred by the annoyed look Loki shot her.

“I shall not dignify that with a response.”

“Technically you just did,” Claire smiled as Loki clenched his jaw in frustration. “You like me. You said so.” Loki huffed, his green eyes rolling so forcefully Claire half expected them to pop out of his skull and roll away.

“This way, you absolute menace.” he replied, a muscle ticking in his jaw as he fought the smile that threatened. He led Claire out into the sitting room, opening another door to their right.

Bookshelves lined the walls from floor to ceiling, an ornate wooden desk standing sentry in the center of the room. Two windows flanked a door immediately behind the desk, the balcony and railing visible in the moon light beyond. Loki crossed the room, pulling a small box from a high shelf. The golden box glowed in the dim fire light coming from the small fire burning in the fireplace, the delicate whorls of its design appearing to ripple as Loki opened the box and showed her the contents. Inside on the plush green velvet, lay two glass potion bottles- both small in size. One was tall and slender, the other bulbous with a slender neck. An eerie blue glow emanated from the bottles, not phasing Loki in the slightest as he handed her the bulbous bottle and took the slender one for himself.

“You made these?”

“I did,” Loki confirmed, fingers clasping hers as she turned the bottle this way and that. “You will need to drink it in its entirety. There may be some discomfort.”

“Will I die?”

“What?” Loki looked concerned. “No, of course not. You won’t be harmed at all, I swear it.”

“I was being sarcastic, mischief, it’s fine,” Claire downed the blue liquid in one gulp, grimacing as it fizzled and burned its way down her throat. Her throat burned like she’d swallowed freshly dispensed Coke, making her cough as the burn settled in her belly and made her eyes water. “See? No biggie.” she managed. “Why do you have one?”

“You thought I would put the onus solely on you?” Loki asked, one perfect brow castigating her. How he was able to convey so much in an eyebrow was annoying, honestly. Everything about the man was perfect.

“Um...yes?” Claire said, even as his perfect lips sealed around the bottle and its contents disappeared into his waiting mouth.

“Forgive the trite saying, but it does take two, yes?” Loki’s eye twitched as he fought a grimace. “Norns, I forgot how foul this tastes.”

“Well, yes, but...still unexpected. Male birth control is practically unheard of on Earth.”

“That defies logic. Men have the capability of impregnating-” Claire gagged, holding up a hand to stop him.

“Don’t say impregnating-”

“Well it’s true,” Loki shrugged. “It seems illogical, and frankly, idiotic, to prescribe birth control to women when they can only carry one pregnancy per year-” Loki paused. “Unless your species is more prolific than I’ve been led to believe.”

“No, no, you’re right,” Claire nodded, swallowing against the rising burn in her belly. “Twins are always a possibility, but that still only counts as one.”

“Oh gods, twins,” Loki paled, sitting on the edge of his desk. “I hadn’t thought of that.”

“Well, at least we don’t have to worry about that for a while, but-” Claire blanched, his face paling. The burning was inching its way up Claire’s esophagus, and her concern was steadily growing. “Loki?”

“Yes?”

“Is it supposed to keep burning? It feels like heartburn but-” a loud burp escaped her, relieving the burning sensation in her throat only to cause a new burning in her cheeks. “Ugh, why does it taste like broccoli?!” Claire cringed, groaning as she shook her head. “This is probably the least attractive thing I could be doing- stop laughing!”

“I am sorry,” Loki didn’t sound sorry at all, the ass. “I am used to the odd side effects seidr can incur, but broccoli is new.”

“This isn’t how I thought this was going to go,” Claire found herself laughing despite her embarrassment. “Can I- I’d like to brush my teeth please. I am not kissing you with broccoli mouth.”

“Of course! Your things were brought over during the ceremony,” Loki said as he led Claire back to the expansive bedroom, showing her the armoire just inside the door. “This armoire is yours. All of your things are inside. Your toiletries will have already been placed in the en suite, through that door there.”

“Awesome. This is the easiest move I’ve ever had,” Claire joked, quickly searching out her things in the bathroom. She scrubbed her teeth clean quickly, glad to be rid of the odd burning. Hopefully no other weird side effects would crop up. “You’d better fucking work. We are not having any babies yet.” she poked at her lower belly with meaning. Not that she doubted Loki’s skill, but it never hurt to be too cautious right?

She left the bathroom, finding Loki waiting patiently.

“Do you feel better?” he asked. Claire nodded, fingers digging into his shoulders as Loki’s mouth latched onto her collarbone. His arms wrapped around her like a favorite blanket, warm and comforting and perfect. “Shall I help you select something for bed?” he murmured against her skin, making her knees weak as he sucked a mark at the hollow of her throat. Claire had worried the mood was spoiled by her broccoli burps, but found her desire returning twofold as his hand teased the small of her back.

“I- have something picked out already- hng-” Claire shuddered as his large hands clutched at her possessively, bunching the fabric of her dress at her hips as his mouth traveled down her chest to tease the valley between her breasts. Her pussy clenched in anticipation, soaking the already damp material of her panties. “Help me out of my dress?”

“I’d be delighted,” Strong arms lifted her, cradling her against his chest as her arms wound around his shoulders once more. He carried her behind one of the dividers, turning her before he set her on her feet so that her back pressed against his chest. “To think you have looked like this all day, and everyone deigned to keep you hidden from me. I should have them all flogged,” Loki groaned appreciatively as he watched his hands roam her figure in the mirror. His large hands squeezed her breasts before sinking down to her hips. Claire whimpered as his hands squeezed her flesh, sending a fresh wave of desire through her. His pupils were dilated, eyes flooded with desire for her. Loki unclasped her necklace and set it atop the vanity, breath warming her skin as he nosed at the newly exposed flesh. “These jewels suit you,” he murmured, lips once again exploring the sensitive expanse of her throat as her head fell back against his shoulder. One of his hands caressed the column of her neck as the other skimmed down the fabric of her dress. Claire cried out as his hand cupped her sex, the friction and tantalizing heat making her all but froth at the mouth. “You should always be adorned so. On my honor, you’ll want for nothing.” he promised, admiring the sight they made in the mirror as he pressed kisses along her neck. She shivered in his grip, making him smile.

“I don’t need jewels,” Claire mewled, her body arching into his touch. “Just need you.”

“You have me, little wife,” Loki pledged. “Shall I leave you to dress?”

“You haven’t undressed me yet,” Claire sassed him. “Care to fix that?”

“You’re right,” Loki smiled. “Allow me.”

“O-okay,” Claire managed. Her head was still spinning like a top. Loki chuckled as he helped her balance, sinking down to gather the hem of her dress in his hands. Slowly, gently, he brought the material up her body, savoring every dip and curve of her form as his hands traveled up her legs to her hips, her chest, and finally up and over her shoulders. Claire shivered as the cool air met her exposed flesh, goosebumps erupting in the absence of fabric and Loki’s hands. The chill was short lived, as Loki let her dress fall from his hands and pulled her against him, heat from his body seeping into her as his eyes roamed her exposed flesh with a fervor that made her heart skip a beat. Fingers dug into her hips greedily, thumbs mapping the hollows of her hips as his mouth traced her collar bone.

“You are stunning.”

“And you’re overdressed.” Claire murmured as Loki captured her lips.

“So I am.” Loki’s breath warmed her skin as he buried his face in her neck, inhaling her scent as his fingers teased along her lower back. Her hands found the release on his epaulets, sending his cape cascading to the floor behind them. Her nimble fingers brushed his hair back when it fell in his face.

“What happened to your helmet?” In between their second and third dance, the golden horns had disappeared.

“Astrid will have collected it and sent it to be polished,” Loki murmured, pleasant shivers coursing down his spine as her fingers teased the hairs at the back of his neck. “Why do you ask?”

“I think the horns are sexy. They seem like they’d make great hand holds.” Loki’s stomach clenched as Claire winked at him. Impatience growing, Loki undid the strap over his chest and let it fall to the floor.

“We shall have to test that theory.” he said as he shrugged off his overcoat and let it fall as well, the butter soft leather hissing as it pooled at their feet.

“I’ve always wondered what this is for.” Claire muttered, running a finger along the gold swoop on his chest.

“It is meant to protect my heart,” Loki explained. “It unclasps here,” he showed her the discreet fastenings at the shoulders of his leather tunic. “The tunic unlaces on the sides.”

“Oooo let me?” Claire asked, reaching for the tight lacing on the side closest to her.

“Of course,” Claire stepped closer, her fingers making quick work of the lacing that bound him. It fit him snugly, as did everything he wore. Claire couldn’t help but admire the craftsmanship of the garment, eyes traveling along the stitching as her fingers worked. Unable to resist touching him any longer, Claire slipped her hand in the space created between the leather and fabric. Loki was silent as she leaned against him, letting her explore the dips and peaks of muscle with her hand. A breathless gasp escaped him as her fingers teased along the rise of his pants, and a smile bloomed when he glanced at her with hunger. As much as she wished to explore further, she slowed. He was still far too dressed. “Would you prefer I walk in front of you? You didn’t like it when I walked up behind you earlier.”

Loki was surprised by the question. No one ever asked him such things.

“Please.” Claire crossed to his other side without a word, unlacing the other side of his leather tunic quickly.

“I’m guessing this goes over your head?”

“It does.”

“Alright, handsome, arms up,” Claire lifted the tunic over his head, the firm leather creaking as she set it to the side. “Better?”

“Much, thank you.”

“What comes next?”

“Who,” Loki corrected, grinning when she scrunched her face in confusion. He licked at her lips, swallowing her confused ‘huh?’ as his fingertips dug into her soft skin. He dropped the kiss, dipping his face into the full swell of her breasts and sucking mouthfuls of each between his teeth. He eased himself to the floor, digits trailing along her flesh in tender worship. The fingers she’d settled on his shoulders twitched, quiet moans escaping her as he placed light, teasing kisses just above her panty line. “Your question should be: ‘who comes next’. And the answer is: you.”

Deft fingers inched between her thighs, setting her nerves ablaze through the thin material of her panties. The hand on her hip grazed over the inked whorls of her tattoo as he held her steady, clearly curious but singularly focused on his task.

His fingers swept her panties to the side, exploring her wet heat with practiced ease and making her breath catch in her throat. Her clit bloomed under his touch, demanding attention. Claire relaxed in his grip as his hand moved deeper between her thighs, her feet shuffling apart to allow his better access as he teased her flesh with kisses. His long fingers sank deep into her channel, deep-rooted pleasure electrifying her as he began to stroke her inner walls, stealing her breath and making her clamp down on his shoulder for a semblance of control.

“Loki-” His breathless chuckle against her belly told her he’d heard her pathetic mewl, and another finger joined the first. Her head fell back, the sight of her her heaving chest giving Loki a delightful view when he glanced up to see her overwhelmed with pleasure. A slight adjustment exposed her pussy to his gaze, and gods, she was everything he could have hoped for. “Please…”

“Please what, little wife?” he asked, knowing full well what the beauty in his grasp wanted, and that he’d give it to her, along with anything else she desired. “You want my mouth on you? Or perhaps you wish to stop?”

“Don’t you fucking dare-fuck!” she trailed off in a breathless moan as he latched onto her clit, lavishing the delicate bud with a swirl of his tongue. He growled as her fingers buried in his hair, pulling him even closer as he found the most sensitive spot deep inside her. “Oh my god!” she gasped, her thighs trembling as he took her apart.

Yes, He praised as she gushed around his fingers. Come for your god and make me yours.

“I can’t- Loki!” Claire warned, her legs quickly losing their ability to hold her upright.

“I meant what I said-” Loki’s arm shifted, circling her waist to keep her upright as she slumped against him. “I will not let you fall.” Her nails dug into his shoulder as his thumb circled her clit once more, making her twitch in his grasp. She muttered something unintelligible, the fingers still buried in his hair grabbing a fistful as her glazed eyes met his. “What were you planning to wear to bed?”

“It’s a sur-priiiiisedon’tdothat!” Claire twisted in his arms as his fingers trailed up her spine, her oversensitive nerves protesting the light touch. Loki’s hand withdrew instantly, coming to rest at her elbows.

“Do you wish to stop?”

“Nooooo,” Claire whined. “Just really sensitive. Need...five minutes…” Loki grinned indulgently, his eyes going soft at her pleas.

“Very well, little wife. I will leave you to put on your surprise.” his eyes roved over her form hungrily before he stepped away, disappearing from her view with a satisfied strut.

Loki: 1, Claire: 0

Getting dressed on shaky legs proved a difficult challenge. Claire learned she needed extra support in order to step into the bottom half of her ensemble, and moving her head too quickly brought her dizziness back in full force.

She managed to get dressed, stealing out from behind the divider and making her way to the sprawling bed with shaky legs. She could make out the sounds of Loki getting changed in his private dressing area. As she climbed onto the bed to wait, she couldn’t help but wonder what Asgardian pajamas looked like.

~~~~

He could still taste her on his tongue. Her needy cries, the way she’d clung to him…

He was desperate for more.

He left his discarded clothing in heaps on the floor, uncaring for once about tidiness. As he selected his night clothes he heard Claire settle on his bed and hurried his movements, eager to taste her again. A flick of his wrist brought the fire back to life, casting long shadows upon the walls as he stepped out from behind the partition.

And what a sight greeted him. Claire knelt on the large bed, hands on her thighs as she waited for him.

“Hey mischief.” she said softly, a catlike grin lighting her face.

“Hello menace,” Loki returned the smile, coming to a stop at the foot of the bed. “What is this?”

“Part two of my super secret plan to seduce you. What do you think?” she held her arms out to sides, allowing him to inspect her. Sheer black leggings covered her legs from ankle to thigh, with a gap before the undergarments around her waist and hips. A halter style top adorned her chest, with a low cut neckline that let him see the tattoo between her breasts. Fabric covered her arms as well, from her biceps to her wrists. Loki was intrigued to see loops of the fabric around her middle fingers, accenting the new wedding ring on her left hand. The black sheer fabric lent her skin a warm glow in the firelight, tantalizing him with hints at what he knew he would find underneath.

“It suits you,” he purred. “Although I despise it on principle for hiding your body from me.”

“Not hiding- enhancing,” Claire corrected, grinning wolfishly. “You said you wondered how my thoughts aligned with yours.”

“I did indeed.” the dark rumble of his voice sent shivers down Claire’s spine.

“I’ve decided I’d like to play a game.”

“You wish to play a game?”

“Yep.”

“Now?” Loki balked.

“Mm-hmm.” Loki’s eyes lingered on the swell of her breasts, the way the black fabric clung to her thighs and hips like a lover’s grasp. He burned with desire at the sight- his fingers itched to trail down her soft skin to explore her hidden depths more thoroughly. But...he’d waited this long- what was a little while longer?

“Very well, little wife, what shall we play?”

“About that,” Claire squirmed with excitement, and Loki had a passing thought that she meant to pull out Monopoly. Surely she wouldn’t- how could she expect him to focus on strategy with so much luscious skin on display? “I want the rematch you promised me.”

“Now?” he found himself repeating.

“Yes,” Claire grinned, “But there are rules- sexy rules.” Loki huffed in chagrin, throwing up his hands in defeat when she did not concede.

“I’m listening.”

“Every time you pin me, you get to remove one piece of this,” she held her arms out again, accentuating the gesture with a roll of her hips. “Every time I pin you, I get to remove one piece of clothing from you.”

“You’ll yield again, little wife.” dark promise dripped from each guttural syllable, and Claire’s pussy throbbed impatiently.

“Since you’re so confident…” Claire bit her lower lip as she gazed up at him with anticipation. “You should give me an advantage.”

“Oh, I like this,” Loki chuckled darkly, pulling his under shirt over his head and mussing his hair. “Satisfied?” the garment fell to the floor in a heap

“Not yet,” Claire grinned. “C’mere.” Loki knelt on the bed in front of her, body poised to attack.

“A moment, please,” he asked, large hands cupping her face to press a toe-curling kiss to her lips. He pressed against her deliciously, his body heat seeping through the thin material as she trailed her hands up his thighs to tug at his hips. Claire rose up on her knees, hands mapping the defined muscles of his back as his slow, deliberate kisses made her dizzy. Loki released her, his thumb caressing her lower lip gently. “I have wanted to do that since you walked into the temple,” he confessed. “Now we may play your game.”

“And here I thought you were trying to distract me,” Claire smiled. “Trying to lull me into a false sense of security so you could stab me in the back.” she snickered.

“That’s such a boring form of betrayal,” Loki said gruffly as he trailed his hands over the dips and curves of her body. “I’d never stab anyone in the back. I would simply-” his hands clasped around her thighs, and quick like a viper, he pulled her legs out from under her and sent her sprawling onto the bed. Claire’s breath escaped her with a quick oof and before she could fight back, he’d pinned her to the bed. “Lay them flat upon it.”

“Shit.” Loki laughed heartily as Claire realized her miscalculation.

“What’s happened, menace? Your carefully calculated plan hasn’t worked?” he asked, his smile splitting his face as he fingered the edge of fabric covering her arm. “I’ll take my trophy now, if you please.” Claire clicked her tongue in annoyance.

“Oh fine,” she grumbled. “Can we adjust real quick?” she asked, moving her legs to wrap around his waist when he lifted off of her. “Thanks.” she murmured as he pulled the fabric from her arms and tossed it aside.

“Of course,” Loki muttered under his breath when his eyes landed on her bicep tattoo. “’I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep’- what is your obsession with Robert Frost?”

“It’s motivating!” Claire protested, fingering the lines of text on her arm. The line, from the famous poem Stopping by Dark Woods at Midnight, had struck a deep chord in Claire at a young age. After her mothers death, she had wanted to give up. But the burning need to bring her mother’s killer to justice pushed her to keep going on her darkest days.

“If you insist,” Loki replied with a shake of his head. “What now, little wife? Do we need to reset?”

“No need,” Claire grinned, turning him onto his back with a quick maneuver and lowering herself onto his lap, directly over his groin. A choked gasp escaped Loki as she ground her barely dressed center on the hardened length inside his pants. “Doin’ okay there, mischief?”

“Gods, you are such a menace,” Loki grunted through clenched teeth, grinding his hips upward as he chased sweet friction. “Though I can hardly-unf- complain.” his fingers dug into her hips, promising marks to delight her for days to come. Claire ran her hands up his chest, settling her weight above him.

“I win.” she said smugly. Loki chuckled, wrapping his arms around her back.

“How about a draw?” he tugged the sheer top over her head, leaving her bare from the waist up. Above him, Claire gasped dramatically.

“You cheated!” Loki mimicked her gasp, rolling them over to tuck her into his side.

“God of mischief!” Claire couldn’t even be mad at him, because he distracted her with a burning kiss. “I could kiss you for an age,” his velvety voice rumbled deep within his chest, raising goosebumps along Claire’s neck and arms as he mouthed a line of kisses down her throat. His large hands clutched at her sides, long fingers digging into her ribs as he explored her soft skin. Claire dug her fingers into the meat of his shoulders, sighing as his kisses bloomed heat across her chest. Claire decided she enjoyed Loki’s kisses- he mapped her skin like a foreign soil, his lips and tongue calling her desire forth from its slumber as her skin warmed. They were just as she’d hoped, as focused and intense as he was in other areas, and her clit bloomed with promise. Loki palmed her breast, melting Claire’s core and sending a pulse of desire through her body. He paused, pulling back slightly to inspect her nipple, frowning slightly in confusion at the little silver balls he saw there.. “Is this- is this metal?”

“Oh yeah,” Claire laughed. “Surprise, my nipnops are pierced.”

“I…have never seen anything like this in all my life,” Loki admitted, exploring her tender flesh with his thumb. “Is this a custom on Midgard?”

“I guess?” Claire replied, arching her back to press her breasts further into his hands. “Lots of people have piercings but it’s not like a right of passage. It’s-ah-personal preference.”

“How in the nine did I miss these last night?” Loki murmured to himself as he rubbed gentle circles over her delicate nubs with his thumb. “Fascinating.”

“To be fair, you were kinda distracted,” Claire offered, enjoying the pleasurable shivers his actions were sending up her spine. “You know, it’s super fun when hot guys put them in their mouth.”

“Is that so?” Claire whimpered a confirmation as he did as she asked, her hands tightening around his shoulders. Her hands slid down his arms, grasping his biceps as he lowered her back onto the pillows. She welcomed his weight as he continued his exploration of her nipples, his tongue navigating around her piercings with delightful precision. She brushed his long dark hair out of the way as he released her nipple with a wet pop. “Are there any more piercings I should know about?” he asked as his long fingers played with the metal balls.

“It’s no fun if I tell you.” Claire teased. Loki chuckled, pinching her taut nipple between his fingers and making her gasp.

“I suppose it’s not,” he mused. “Though I can only imagine where I might find it if I do.”

“You’re a smart man,” Claire panted, writhing as his fingers tightened. “I’m sure you can figure it out.”

“Indeed,” Loki purred, leaving heated trails on her flesh as his hands moved lower. “But first I wish to inspect this,” His warm hands grasped her hips, turning her so he could see the tattoo that graced her hip and thigh. “This drawing-” Claire bit her lip as he tugged the material at her hips clean off. Loki hummed, tracing the delicate, tiny leaves at the top of her tattoo with his fingertip, seemingly unaware that she was in danger of creating a puddle on the bed sheets. “This flower…it does not come off?”

“No, it’s permanent.”

“What sort of ink is permanent?” Loki murmured, following the whorls of the design with his fingers and making Claire’s brain short circuit. Her clit was throbbing with need under his prolonged attention, and she was starting to feel impatient.

“It gets injected under the skin. We have special artists-” Claire whimpered as his large hand clamped around her hip, kneading the flesh appreciatively. “We go to that draw on our skin with a needle.”

“And this is done willingly?” Claire nodded.

“It can take a while, too. Large pieces like mine usually take several hours. Mine took six hours total- two for the line work and then four more for the color.”

“I would not have guessed mortals were capable of withstanding such torture.” Loki mused, manipulating her skin to move the flowers as he drank in the sight of her tattoo. “You are full of surprises, little wife.”

“I try. But it’s not that painful- some places hurt worse than others, but it’s kinda nice, actually.”

“Nice,” Loki scoffed to himself. “I see,” he muttered, tracing his fingertips over her satin panties to the lower edge of her tattoo at the top of her thigh. “The detail is exquisite, I must admit. My scars look nothing like this.”

“Yeah, the artist I went to is very talented- wait, your scars?” Claire lifted her head to ask. Loki put a large hand between her breasts, urging her to lay back down.

“It is irrelevant,” he waved her concerns off, trailing his hand down her smooth skin and setting her nerves on fire. His finger hooked on the material on her thighs, giving them a gentle tug and making her pussy clench with anticipation. “These are impeding my appreciation of your body, little wife. May I remove them?” Claire opened her legs, letting him slip the flimsy material down her thighs. The drag of the material combined with his fingers had Claire biting her lip, a delighted sigh escaping her as his mouth began to explore the revealed flesh. His lips resumed their work from earlier, heated breaths warming her skin as he held her to him with strong hands. Claire felt her body going lax under his attentions, her core growing slick with need as he pressed hot kisses to the tender flesh of her inner thigh.

The first touch of his fingers to her sex was like a jolt of electricity, making her restless and impatient. It had been so long since she’d been intimate with anyone; she was half expecting Loki to complain about finding cobwebs between her folds. Claire was woman enough to admit she’d been thinking what it would be like to feel those gorgeous hands of his on her, specifically his long slender fingers in her pussy.

“No more metal?” her husband remarked, a hint of a smirk coloring his velvety voice. “I am almost disappointed.”

“I’ll admit I thought about it,” Claire managed to say as his thumb made lazy circles on her clit. “Supposedly it makes orgasms feel even better.”

“That is a delightful thought,” Loki said coolly, as if he wasn’t driving her mad with his finger teasing her folds. “One we can discuss further at another time. No more thoughts tonight, little wife.” he slipped a finger inside her slick channel, eyes going dark with desire as she moaned. Her hands dug into the sheets as he pleasured her, hips squirming as her body begged for more.

His lips closed around her clit as a second finger joined the first, and Claire stopped thinking. His broad shoulders rasped delightfully against her inner thighs as he settled on his stomach, wrapping an arm around her thigh as he pressed open mouthed kisses to her sex. Her thighs squeezed his body, feet bracketing his ribs as waves of pleasure wracked her body. Loki grinned as her desperate sounds reached his ears, his other hand holding her in place as she pleaded for more. Her delightful gasps and moans turned into breathless wails as her orgasm approached.

“Oh fuck-” Claire gasped, fingers closing around a fistful of Loki’s hair as her body wound tight. Loki’s eyes flitted up to see a delightful sight: Claire’s face was flushed, bottom lip drawn between her teeth as her hands grasped her breasts. Chest filled with pride, Loki sealed his lips around her clit and pumped her sex faster. “Loki!” the needful cry of his name had him grinding his cock on the bed. He groaned as her release soaked his chin, burning with the desire to seat himself inside her and make it happen again.

He worked her through her orgasm, waiting for her trembling to subside before sliding his body up and over hers. He shed his pants quickly, kicking them aside before returning to Claire’s side. Her flushed skin had pebbled over and she was beginning to tremble more from cold than his touch.

“Forgive me if i seem impatient, little wife,” Loki murmured against her skin as she curled around him seeking warmth. “I have thought of little else but burying myself in your cunt since your delightful display last night,” Claire had lost the ability to form words after her second orgasm, able only to offer a choked moan in response. “Has it been on your mind as well?” He asked as he palmed himself, smiling knowingly when her fingers dug into the plush blanket beneath them. His long fingers pumped the column of flesh between his legs leisurely, green eyes traversing the length of her sprawled body hungrily.

His cock sat heavy between them on her belly, and he hissed as her dainty hand closed around it. Just the feel of it in her hand made Claire's mouth water.

“Impressive.” Claire murmured, tugging him down to her level by the nape as he sank his fingers inside her aching pussy.

“It’s all for you, little wife.” he managed as she worked him in time with his hand. His fingers found the secret spot deep within her and she gushed again, thighs quaking around him as she mewled.

“I feared you would be a bore, but imagine my surprise-” Loki grunted, taking his lip between his teeth as she circled the tip of his cock with her thumb. “You are intriguing-and beautiful-” another grunt as she squeezed him. “And you are merciless with a blade,” he gasped as he captured her lips. Breathless gasps filled the space between them as they clung to each other and sought revelation. “Are you ready, little wife?” Claire whimpered below him, gyrating her hips in desperate search of friction. “Say it.” Loki pleaded breathlessly as he settled between her thighs.

“Give,” Claire beckoned to him with grabby hands. “Please.”

“Surely you can do better than that.” Loki chuckled, taunting her with a slow drag of his hips.

“Give me a break,” Claire fought a shiver as her sweat began to cool without him next to her. “You broke my brain.”

“Have I?” Loki shifted again, making her whine. “How rude of me.” Good god, his cock was impressive. Long, thick, and heavy, it nearly reached her belly button. Loki shifted, his heated skin rubbing against the senstive inner thighs as he pressed as close to her as he could.

What do you know? It did reach.

“Quit teasing. You've been eye-fucking me for days.” Loki withdrew his fingers, leaving her empty as she trembled. He reached up to pluck at her pebbled nipples as he lined up his cock with her entrance.

“So I have.” Loki took his cock in hand again, teasing her soaked entrance with the tip to coat himself in her wetness. One hand closed around her thigh, making Claire shiver as the head of his cock slipped inside her. His thumb still toyed with her clit, keeping her right on the precipice as he worked himself deeper.

“Stop fucking teasing me, I swear to god-fuck!” Claire spilled over the edge, her back bowing as she trembled through the onslaught of pleasure. Deep in the throes of her orgasm, Claire tugged at Loki with desperation and he obliged, seating himself fully inside her and making her eyes roll back.

Long and thick, Loki’s cock was perfect- as if handcrafted by master craftsmen in the art of female pleasure. She felt so full; each careful thrust threatened to make her eyes roll back in her head. Loki grabbed her hips and pulled her closer, opening her thighs further to press even deeper. Flesh met flesh and Loki groaned, leaning over to capture Claire’s lips with his own. Claire whimpered into his mouth as her walls clenched around him. His weight pressed her into the soft bed as his strong arms caged her in, breathless kisses collecting her sighs like tokens with each thrust of his hips. All Claire could do was hold on.

She’d thought about this a lot in the recent weeks- the decadent slide of Loki’s skin on hers, the overwhelming pleasure as Loki’s cock worked in and out of her weeping sex- but her imagination fell flat as every nerve in her body flared to life under Loki’s skilled hands.

Her fingers wrapped around the thick muscles of his biceps, enjoying the way they flexed as he moved. His long hair swayed as he moved, eyes closed as he groaned appreciatively and buried his face in her neck, pressing heated kisses to the skin there. Her silken pussy was so tight and welcoming, and if Loki had his way, he would spent an eternity between her thighs. Loki kissed her ravenously, looping one of her legs over his arm and hiking it higher. Claire brushed his hair back, anchoring his mouth to hers as he brought her close to orgasm again.

Holy fuck, she could get used to this. If this was her marital duties, it would not be a hardship.

“Enjoying yourself?” Loki asked, sounding slightly winded. Claire wasn’t able to form a response, as he timed his question with a slow drag of his hips. Claire brought his mouth back to hers, wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Christ, the strength of him. “Come for me again, little wife.” he pleaded against her mouth, enjoying the sting of her nails in his flesh as she fell apart around him.

Loki ran his hands down her delectable curves, lifting her bottom half and squeezing her thick thighs together before slipping back inside her. Claire spasmed around him, her hands grasping at his thighs as her breasts bounced with each thrust of his hips.

“Oh fuck- oh, you’re so deep-” Claire panted, her legs trembling in Loki’s grasp. Loki groaned, throwing his head back as he bottomed out. The wet slap of skin filled the room as he fucked her with abandon, the pair of them submitting to pure animal instinct as they chased the end.

They worked together in perfect harmony, hands grasping flushed skin and sweat mingling as heated words and kisses were exchanged.

Claire thought she might explode at any moment. Loki surprised her by pulling out, leaving her empty and desperate with need. She moaned as Loki pushed her knees toward her chest, legs high in the air as he slipped his cock back between her folds. He teased her with small thrusts, caressing her labia and clit with his cock. Claire squealed when he finally slid back inside, chills creeping down her spine as the head of his cock struck her g-spot, the veins and ridges of his perfect cock hitting every sweet spot inside her.

“Oh god-” Claire sobbed as Loki’s targeted thrusts inched her toward the finish line.

“Yes,” Loki groaned, grinding his pelvis against hers. “Uh...du føler deg...så bra.”

“Fuck…” Claire whimpered as he thrust again, sending a shock wave through her body. “Yes- right there!” she gasped, clinging to him for dear life as he hit her g-spot again and again. Above her Loki was panting hard as he chased his end, his breathless grunts primal as he drove deep inside her. Claire snaked her hand between their bodies, her clit throbbing as she worked herself to completion.

“Uhgh- gods, yes!” Loki gasped as he burst, Claire’s orgasm triggering his own. Her fluttering walls clenched so tight Loki saw stars, her silken muscles wringing every last drop of his spend from him. Loki felt as though the breath had been driven from his body, his lungs burning as his higher brain came back online. Claire was still spasming around him, the tight heat of her slick channel rippling with each ragged breath she drew. “Are you alright?” Eyes still closed, Claire nodded, her wild hair fanned out like a halo on the pillows.

Loki pulled out slowly, releasing her legs from their contorted position. He dotted a kiss to the inside of her knee as he massaged her thigh. Though she’d clearly enjoyed herself, he worried he may have been a bit overzealous.

“You don’t have to do that.” Claire murmured, one tired eye cracking open to peer up at him.

“Simply a precaution,” he replied absently, releasing one leg to massage the other. Claire watched on in a daze, exhaustion from the day and several great orgasms catching up with her. Loki watched her chest rise and fall as she lay comfortably among the pillows, blue eyes drooping and unfocused as she fought sleep. A small smile played at his lips as he reached for the blankets to cover her up. A pearl of his spend glistened upon Claire’s sex, and Loki abandoned the blankets to brush his thumb through the mess. “You make a beautiful sight, little wife,” Claire jerked when he thumbed her clit, a breathless gasp escaping her kiss-swollen lips as her tired body perked up at the promise of added pleasure. “Forgive me, I could not resist.”

“S’okay,” Claire murmured. “Wanna be the big spoon?” Claire asked as Loki brought the covers up around them.

“Pardon?” Loki looked up at her as though she’d grown a second head.

“C’mere,” Claire chuckled. She turned away from him to lay on her side, and tugged him closer so that he lay directly behind her. “Like this.”

“Ah, I see,” Loki said as he slid his arm around her middle, holding her solidly against him. Fuck, being caged in by all that muscle was nice. “I think in this instance you would be the tea spoon and I am the soup spoon.” he remarked, making Claire laugh.

“Something like that,” she nestled deeper under the covers, enjoying the warmth and feel of his soft skin against hers. “It’s been a while since I’ve cuddled with anyone. It’s nice.”

“It is.” Loki said softly behind her.

“Been a while for you too?” Claire guessed. Loki shifted, his thigh pressing against the back of hers.

“Most of my bed partners did not wish to stay, or I did not wish them to stay,” his hand settled on the swell of her hip, kneading the soft flesh. “I could not say when this happened last.”

“Yeah, me neither.” Claire sighed as his hand wrapped around her middle again. His breath teased the back of her neck, the steady pace of his breathing comforting as he held her.

“How are you feeling?” Loki asked, studying the rise and fall of her shoulder as she breathed. It still felt surreal to be with her, without worry of being discovered. Her skin was soft and supple against his, and her decadent perfume still lingered. He already held such affection for her.

“Good,” Claire chuckled as he squeezed her gently. “Sore, but good,” Loki hummed behind her, his breathing beginning to even out. “Loki?”

“Hmm?”

“You surprised me too,” Claire murmured. “People kept warning me about you. I’m glad they were wrong.” Oh.

“Thank you.” Loki wanted to say more, but his throat was oddly...tight?

“You know, it’s kinda funny...women back home complain about how awful their husbands are, especially when they’re pregnant, but I have a feeling you’ll be great.”

“Men on Midgard truly have no idea how to treat women, do they?”

“Nah, they suck.”

“Things are different here,” Loki rose up on his elbow. “Here, men- or the decent ones, at least- respect women. I understand you have concerns about-”

“A lot of things-”

“Yes, and I can appreciate that. But the social contract is different here. The men protect, and provide, and women-”

“Have the babies.” Loki huffed a laugh; he could practically see her roll her eyes.

“Obviously, little wife,” he chuckled. “But it’s more than that. Here, women are respected for their ability to bring life into the world. Without you, there is no future.”

“God damn right there’s no future,” Claire grumbled, making Loki laugh louder. “That sounds...not so bad.”

“Get some rest, little wife. When we decide the time is right, I will look after you.” Loki settled back into the pillows, grinning when she rolled over to cuddle with him. She hitched one leg over his, hugging him with one arm as she rested her head on his chest.

“I’ll hold you to that,” she murmured, glancing up at him as he wrapped his arm around her. “Good night.” she let her tired eyes fall closed and wiggled closer. She could hear his heartbeat now, and his body heat was soothing. So comfy...

“Good night.” The excitement of the day (and night) caught up with Loki, and he drifted into a peaceful sleep.

~~~~

Loki wasn’t sure how long he slept, but he came awake when he felt Claire stirring beside him. Loki was a light sleeper to begin with, and having a new person (however welcome) in his bed was going to take some getting used to.

In the dim light remaining from the fireplace, he saw Claire’s form as she got to her feet.

“Are you alright?” he asked in concern when several of her joints popped.

“Yeah I'm okay,” Claire chuckled as she rummaged in the dark for clothing. “It was just my hip.”

“Are you certain?” Claire laughed quietly as she pulled a night dress from her armoire. Claire laughed as she slipped the night dress over her head.

“My guy, you literally bent me in half, my joints are gonna make some noise,” she tugged the fabric down over her hips as she yawned. “I promise I'm fine. Did I wake you?”

“I’m a light sleeper.”

“I am not,” Claire chuckled. “Usually once I’m out, I’m out, but I'm kinda hungry. Can we go get a snack?”

“Of course,” Loki got out of bed and pulled a pair of loose pants up over his hips. “We can have Astrid bring something.”

“Oh no, that's okay. What I want is really easy and I can make it myself. Can you show me where the kitchen is?”

“You wish to make it yourself?” Loki asked skeptically.

“Yeah, it's just toast. I don't want to wake someone up to make it for me. Please?” Though he was still confused, Loki relented and pulled on a loose pair of pants and a tunic. He helped Claire find her slippers before stepping into his own, and they set off to the kitchens together. Loki led Claire down the torch-lit hallways, ignoring the questioning looks they got from the guards they passed.

The kitchen was several floors below theirs, tucked behind the great hall. Though the large hearth still crackled merrily, the room spread out before them like a ghost town. The warm sepia-toned walls danced with distorted shadows of the various pieces of equipment strewn about the room. A dark alcove branched off one side of the room, the walls lined end to end with crowded shelves. Bundles of herbs hung from the ceiling of the alcove, lending an earthy smell to the room.

“Normally there are cooks here, but it's rather late, so we have the room to ourselves.”

“Let's get to work then.” Claire grinned, eyes scanning the room for a toaster. Or bread. Or anything she recognized. Claire barely recognized anything. There were familiar looking pots and pans suspended above the prep table in the center of the room, and utensils in a vase on a nearby counter. “Um...”

“What do you need, little wife?” Loki asked indulgently.

“Bread, butter, cinnamon and sugar. Also a toaster,” Loki looked at her strangely. “Do you guys not have toasters here?”

“What is its purpose?”

“...making toast...”

“It only has one purpose?”

“Well you can put other stuff in it like poptarts-” Loki grimaced, a memory of Thor sharing a poptart with him arising unbidden. “Not a fan?” Claire decided it might be best to start with the shelves.

“They are far too sweet for my taste,” Loki followed after her, his hand drifting across her lower back as he walk behind her. At the other end of the shelves, he began opening jars to find what she needed. As a prince he'd never prepared meals for himself except on the battlefield, and even then it was rare. He was as lost as Claire, both of them opening jars and frowning at the contents before moving on the next. “Perhaps it would have been faster to wake someone.” Loki chuckled as they struggled to locate everything Claire needed.

“Maybe,” she admitted guiltily. “Normally I'd have this made by now. Sorry I made you get out of bed.”

“It's alright,” Loki replied. His gaze dropped to the tantalizing cleavage her loose gown showed. The full swell of her breasts were visible, the outline of her piercings just barely visible through the fabric. “I struggle with sleep at times. Besides, the view is enjoyable.” Claire snorted.

“Still?” She asked with a laugh.

“Of course. I told you we would have fun, did I not?” Loki winked at her, proudly presenting a jar of...sugar bricks?

“You did.” Claire replied, butterflies coming back to life in her belly. Loki had already fulfilled his promise multiple times.

“Of course, if you are sore-”

“Well yeah, but the good kind,” Claire laughed. “You know I'm kinda surprised.” she glanced over at him, his lithe form covered mostly in shadow. Bathed in darkness, with only his eyes reflecting light, he almost looked like a cryptid lying in wait for her. Being a frost giant, Claire supposed, he technically was a cryptid.

A really hot cryptid.

“About what?” Loki’s smooth voice pulled her from her thoughts, and Claire turned back to the shelves grateful he couldn’t see her blushing.

“You not liking poptarts. I kinda pegged you as having a sweet tooth. Aha!” Claire set aside the jar of cinnamon sticks, wondering where she'd find something to grind them.

“I like some sweets, but not those horrible things. They are too...” Loki paused as he searched for the right word. Together they took the jars to the prep table. “Artificial.”

“Oh for sure, especially if it’s made in the States. We like our sugar,” Claire laughed as Loki left her side to search the collection of tools on the counters. “Have you tried anything else from earth?”

“Apart from the honey between your thighs, I have not.” Loki said, sliding the bread he'd found down the table to Claire. She gaped at him, giggling when he smirked unapologetically. He looked every inch like the cat who ate the canary. It was a well-deserved look.

“Okay point for you, that was smooth as fuck,” She flicked the towel covering the bread in his direction, sending a cloud of flour into the air. She spied a familiar looking block of wood and pulled a knife from it, pointing at him with the tip of it. “Do you want any?”

“In the kitchen?” Loki chuckled, his voice light with a glimmer of mischief. “How daring.”

“I meant the bread, mischief,” Claire cackled. “I'm open to the other thing too, but let me get this in the oven first. Er...on the fire?” she guessed as she realized there was no oven, only the crackling fire and the assortment of pots above their heads.

“Very well, I will try whatever it is you're making.”

“It's great, you'll see. Is there a cookie sheet?” With another search of the kitchen, the couple was able to find something resembling a cookie sheet and put the bread over the fire to toast. Loki helped her gather the butter from the larder under the floor. Claire thought she would find the archaic food prep annoying, but found she enjoyed the simplicity of it. It was nice, making something simple with someone she cared about. Claire and Loki chatted as they worked to grind the cinnamon sticks and pulverize the sugar bricks. The soft bread, Loki explained, was baked fresh every morning with flour from locally grown wheat, eggs from nearby farms and salt from mines in the south. Claire was astonished there were no preservatives or chemicals, and said as such. She didn't have an answer for Loki's confused 'why would there be?'.

“Still nothing?” Loki asked as she poked at the dubious looking almost-toast.

“I think it needs a few more minutes.” Claire poked the bread once more for good measure before pushing the griddle pan back over the fire.

“Excellent.” Loki cleared a space on the prep table before grabbing her by the waist and lifting her like a sack of flour. Loki's large hands traveled from her hips, grasping at the swell of her breasts as he captured her lips. Claire parted her legs to let him step closer, winding her arms around his broad shoulders as his tongue massaged hers. He grasped at her greedily, tugging her hips toward the edge before tugging her dress down to bare her chest. Loki’s mouth latched onto her nipple, suckling like a man dying of thirst and sending a throb of pleasure directly to her clit. Claire ground against the firm counter beneath her as Loki switched his attention to her other nipple. Her spine bowed as strong hands at her back pulled her bodily into him. Cool air assaulted her flushed skin as he released her, kissing a heated path up to her neck.

Claire urged him along, slinging one leg over his hip and pulling him closer as he captured her mouth. His teeth teased her lower lip as he pulled back, rough hands skating down her thighs as he dropped to his knees. Claire offered passing thanks to any deities listening that she hadn't put panties on.

Loki's broad shoulders forced her thighs apart, his large hands digging into her thighs as heated kisses marked a path along her flesh. Claire cried out when he licked a wide stripe along her sex. His hands tightened their grip, pulling her just to the counter’s edge as he took her clit between his lips, spelling out pledges of devotion with his tongue. She was sweet like honey, just as he'd said, with a slight tang from his earlier release. Her core was already molten, her silken muscles clenching as he pleasured her. Glass jars clanked together noisily as Claire’s hands searched for purpose on the slick surface beneath her, her panting breaths echoing as she basked in his attention. Loki looked up at her, his cock twitching at the sight he beheld.

His new wife was a vision, her eyes closed in rapture with her head back, her desperate sounds filling the air. Her long, tussled hair was wavy from her wedding braids, the strands floating around her as she writhed. The scintillating metal of her piercings was largely obscured by the silky strands, but the sight was enough to spur Loki on. This delectable creature was his. To bed...to breed. He dug his fingers deeper into her flesh, pulling her more firmly against his mouth with a groan. He was determined to wring every possible ounce of pleasure from her body. A choked gasp tumbled from Claire's lips as she dug her fingers into his mussed hair. She pulled him deeper into her slit, the ridge of his nose pressing against her clit as he suckled her tender flesh.

“Please-”

“Come for me, little wife,” He pleaded, lapping at her clit and making her thighs tremble around him. “I would wear your honey on my skin.”

“Oh my god,” Claire sobbed, her body jerking as her orgasm slammed into her like a linebacker. Loki suckled her clit as she bucked, holding her in place as he tortured her with pleasure. “Loki-” “Delicious.” Loki praised, rubbing her hips with his thumbs as he kissed her heated flesh. He rose leisurely, licking his lips as he ghosted his hands over her curves. Claire pulled him down to kiss him passionately, crossing her ankles behind his back.

“Fuck me, please.” she begged breathlessly against his mouth, pulling him closer with a needful moan. The heat of her called to him like a siren, his cock straining to fill her again.

“You should eat first,” he grunted. “You need your energy, darling,” Claire groaned against his skin, continuing to pepper convincing kisses along his neck. “I will happily bed you again once you've eaten.” He bargained.

“Alright, fine. Can you grab the toast? I don’t think my legs will hold me up right now.” Loki dutifully retrieved the toast from the fire, and together they slathered the slices with butter before sprinkling sugar and cinnamon over the top. Loki grabbed the plate in one hand, setting Claire back on her feet with an arm around her waist.

“Come, let's get you fed so I can devour you.”

“Mmm yes please,” Claire let Loki guide her out to the great hall, which was blissfully quiet and dark. Out on the terrace, they ate on a stone bench, shoulder to shoulder beneath the stars. The moon shone full and bright overhead, and Claire marveled at the beauty above them. Glittering stars decorated the backdrop of nebulae and swirling galaxies like confetti on a tabletop. “It's beautiful here,” Claire sighed happily, dusting crumbs from her fingers as she leaned against Loki. She'd consumed her toast quickly, her tired body needing the energy just as Loki had said. Loki hadn't complained about the toast once, so she assumed he liked it. “I've never seen anything like it.”

“If you'd like, I can take you to the observatory so you can see them up close.” Loki promised.

“I'd love that,” Claire smiled. “Did you like the toast? It's not too sweet?”

“I quite like it,” Loki said. “It is sweet, but not overwhelmingly so like your planets accursed poptarts.”

“My mom used to make this for me a lot growing up. It's a comfort food.”

“Comfort food? That's not an expression we have here.”

“Really?” Loki nodded. “It's something familiar and full of love that makes you feel safe and warm. Like a hug you can eat,” Claire smiled warmly. “What's your favorite thing to eat?”

“Almond cake,” Loki sighed wistfully. “I haven't had it in years. But it reminds me of being a boy, and how simple things were then.”

“See? Comfort food. I ate so much of this stuff when I was a kid.”

“I can see why,” Loki said. “It is delicious. Though not as delicious as you.” he praised, raising her chin with his fingers to kiss her swollen lips.

“So smooth...” Claire sighed.

“Shall we to bed, little wife?”

“Yes, please,” Claire begged, fingers digging into his shoulders as she clung to him. While Loki was fixated on her mouth, she slung a leg across his thighs and mounted him, settling her weight in his lap. “Want you.”

“Darling if you don't let me get up, I won't be able to take you to bed,” Loki chuckled.

“So don't. That pillar looks nice.”

“Another night, darling. Our first night shouldn't be spent where others can easily spy.” Claire groaned in protest, but allowed him to steer her back into the kitchen. Loki set their plate on the empty counter space he'd cleared earlier, the memory sending a thrill through Claire's body. The report she'd received had been a great start, but clearly Loki was into more than the report entailed. He seemed like a service top, and judging by his hand on the small of her back, he couldn't keep his hands off of her. Claire knew just how skilled those hands were and had zero complaints, even though the feminist in her piped up that she was more than capable of walking on her own. Claire took his hand in hers as they walked back, enjoying the way his hand dwarfed hers. The guard outside their door opened the massive door for them when they returned, closing it after them when they crossed the threshold.

Loki pulled her against him the instant they reached the bedroom, large hands roaming over her body as he buried his face in her neck. Claire dug her fingers into his arm as he anchored her body against his, a whimper falling from her lips as he teased her labia through the fabric of her gown.

Pulling free of his grasp, Claire pushed Loki onto the bed. Though surprised, he quickly recovered when she climbed in his lap and kissed him. Clothes were discarded quickly between kisses and before he knew it, Loki lay at Claire’s mercy on his back. Settling on her haunches, Claire ran her fingertips along the length of his torso. Luscious alabaster muscle lay beneath her fingertips, perfectly aligned like a decadent mosaic of masculinity.

“Are you satisfied, little wife?” Loki asked with amusement, her hands sliding down his chest as he sat up. “Or would you like to inspect me more?”

“Hey, I let you inspect me the first go 'round,” Claire replied, pushing him back down. “Fair is fair.” Loki laughed, smiling wolfishly as her fingers teased the trail of dark hair leading to his cock.

“Apologies, my lady,” he relented, threading his fingers together behind his head. “You're completely right.” If she wanted control, he'd let her have it. Loki was delighted to find Claire had a sexual appetite to match his own. He'd hoped of course, that this marriage wouldn't lead to a complete derailment of his life, but this was an intriguing development that he hadn't forseen.

He hissed as her plush lips closed around his nipple, her fingers continuing to map out the rippling muscles beneath her. She released him from her mouth, leaving a line of bites and soothing kisses on his skin as her mouth followed the trail her hands had marked. She straddled a thigh, shifting her weight to press her bare sex against him.

“What happened here?” She asked softly, her finger ghosting along the faded scar on his abdomen.

“An injury from battle. It's old.” Loki replied casually.

“Older than me?” Claire guessed teasingly. Loki snorted dryly.

“Twice over at least, if not more.”

“You're pretty hot for an old man.” Claire groaned appreciatively as he pressed his thigh against her harder.

“I assume that to mean you find me attractive.”

“Bingo,” Claire sighed, draping her hair over one shoulder. She moved her hips, grinding her wet heat against the meat of his thigh, leaving a trail of arousal on his skin as she leaned down to kiss the flesh beneath her palms. “Wouldn't be this wet for just any old man.”

“I'm truly touched.” Loki hummed, sitting up to grasp her hips and pull her closer. Claire shushed him, cupping his face as she kissed him fervently. Loki's grip tightened on her hips, his cock straining toward her heat like a compass finds true north. Claire slid an arm around his shoulders, pressing against him to fully straddle his thighs. Loki's hands moved to her ass, guiding her down onto his cock as they shared open-mouthed kisses. The couple moaned in unison as she settled against him, fully seated on his dick. “Du tar meg så godt,” Loki murmured, his forehead resting against hers as she rolled her hips. “Like you were made for me.” he groaned, overcome with pleasure as Claire took control and began to ride him.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Claire moaned, tits bouncing as she fucked herself on his dick. Loki could feel her wetness on his lower belly, the slick mess squelching as their bodies collided again and again. “You're so deep, holy shit. Kiss me.” Her hand found the base of his skull, pulling him in for a heated kiss. Loki groaned into her mouth, thrusting into her heat and making her tremble around him. Claire’s body went lax and she melted into him, her pleasured moan muffled against his shoulder as she gushed all over his cock.

“Faen-” Loki’s body jerked as she nearly ended him. She clung to him like a koala as she caught her breath, and Loki was content to let her. “Are you satisfied? Hmm?” Loki asked, kissing her shoulder as he brushed her sweat-damp hair to the side.

“Not yet,” Loki grunted when Claire pushed him back onto the pillows. “Ever had a girl on top?” She asked breathlessly. Gods, her breasts were hypnotizing as they moved with each decadent roll of her hips.

“Not like you.” Loki praised, eyes half lidded as he gazed up at her with awe. Claire laughed breathlessly as she leaned back, resting her hands upon his thighs as she rolled her hips. Loki bit his lip as he watched his cock disappear into her slick channel with each pass of her hips, driving his desire to the boiling point.

He'd bedded many, but all his partners had touched him with reverence for his title, his body. As such they let him direct the pleasure, which was enjoyable, but this...Claire took her pleasure in her own hand, without shame or waiting for him to gift it to her.

Loki liked this give and take they'd found so naturally, and wondered if it would always be like this. Gods, how many times had he had her this night? Loki had lost count. Above him, Claire began to bounce, pulling a ragged moan from his chest as his balls tightened. He grasped at her hips, driving his hips up into her and giving himself over to the pleasure she gave him.

“I'm gonna come again, oh god,” Claire wailed, her head falling back in abandon.

“Do it,” Loki commanded breathlessly. “Let the guards hear how well your husband fucks you.” Claire whimpered, her hips jerking as she fell apart. Her hips shuddered and she cried out, bracing her arms on his thighs as her pussy squeezed him like a vice. Loki continued to thrust, chasing his release within the valhalla between her thighs.

“Fuck. Yes. Loki!” Claire's broken cries broke the dam inside him and he pulled her down onto his cock as he came, a breathless, jagged shout of completion escaping him. Claire's hips still moved, her clit rubbing against his pubic bone as they both fought to catch their breath.

Loki’s bones had stopped working. He wanted to move, to return the soft kitten kisses his wife was dotting along his hairline, but his strength was depleted.

“You okay?” Claire asked, her hand soothing his heated brow as she looked at him with concern. “Did you die?”

“No, I haven’t died-”

“Well you can’t blame a girl for worrying. You are-”

“Yes, yes, I am old,” Loki huffed, trying and failing to summon the strength to turn onto his side and unseat her. “Honestly, woman.” Claire’s unrepentant giggles made him roll his eyes even as he checked her over.

“You’re cute when you’re grumpy.”

“We should probably go to sleep. You're going to be very sore come morning.” Ignoring her comment, Loki massaged her hips where his fingers had no doubt left marks on her delicate flesh.

“Worth it,” Claire moaned as she slumped forward onto his chest. She'd made no move to pull off of him, his cock still deep inside her well-fucked cunt. “I think I'm gonna like having a sexy husband.” She said sleepily, pressing her sweat-slicked body against his as she wove her arms around his neck between the pillows. “Can we cuddle?”

“Shall I be the soup spoon?” Loki asked as he pressed a breathless kiss to her temple.

“Mmm yes,” Claire sighed, moaning as Loki rolled them onto their sides. A trickle of wetness trailed from her pussy when he pulled out, and she whimpered when Loki's fingers trailed through the mess. “I like the way you hold me.” she admitted as she edged closer to sleep.

“Do you like the mess we made, little wife?”

“Yes. So hot,” Claire mumbled, making a small noise of complaint when Loki shifted her to put his arm beneath her. “M'not ready for babies yet, but fuck, I like the practice.”

“As do I,” Loki purred as he brushed her wild hair from her face. Another kiss found the bolt of her jaw as he molded his chest to her back, nestling within the blankets beside her. “As do I.”

Translations: (Norwegian)

Du føler deg så bra- You feel so good

Du tar meg så godt- You take me so well

Faen- fuck

[whiteboardartstudios]

Goodbye, Gendaen

fan art for @mtqcomic

Thoughts and LONG ramble under the cut! (includes spoilers!!!)

A while ago (like last week maybe?) I realized that I've been following this comic for almost a year, and I still haven't drawn Mysta yet! I figured that with the recent end of Chapter 3 and that *huge* lore drop (I was NOT expecting that oh my goodness the theory wheels are turning in the void that is my brain) now would be a pretty good time to draw her! So that's where this came from! :D

I thought that it would be fun to draw Mysta looking sort of like a knight? Partially because it makes for cool posing and composition but also because I think that if she was in D&D she would be a paladin due to the whole "Hero sent by Destiny" thing (I considered sorcerer or warlock as well, but her moveset is mostly melee at the moment so I thought that paladin fits better. Plus this opens up the possibility of Gendaen being an Oathbreaker paladin, depending on how that whole situation with the Crimson went. (also now I kind of want to put the main cast of mtq in D&D even though I don't actually know a lot about D&D ToT. I think Eth would be a ranger maybe multiclassed into something magic-related, because rangers have a favored enemy mechanic that gives them advantages on fighting a certain type of enemy, which could be Crimson enemies for D&D Eth. Yele is (kind of obviously) a druid because of the whole dryad thing, and Zaïl is definitely giving rogue energy to me.)) Anyways, D&D-related sidetrack aside – hello??? End-of-chapter-3 lore drop? (/positive) I have SO many questions. First of all, what happened to convince Gendaen to switch sides? For someone who allegedly spent his entire life trying to cleanse the Crimson, it would've taken one heck of a worldview-upending revelation to get him to join it. With the information we currently have, it seems pretty clear that Gendaen isn't mind-controlled or corrupted or anything – not just because of the reasons Eth gave in page #169, but also because from all the interactions we've had with Nelun Soma'o/Gendaen, he seemed to be pretty chill? I pointed out in my first fan art post that it doesn't seem as if Nelun Soma'o is being built up to be a villain character and is instead more of an antagonist with a slight mentor role, and I think that still kind of holds up now. Gendaen definitely wants Mysta to help him and/or the Crimson with something, and as Yele said in that recent comic, things aren't really adding up. I'm still slightly suspicious of the Order of Learning as well (insert person pointing at conspiracy theory board meme here lol), since you would think that if Gendaen and Eth are really close then Gendaen might have told Eth about the whole Crimson situation, right? On Page #250 (which is marked as 150??? probably a typo but idk) Gendaen says that he didn't want Eth to be roped into this whole situation, which could be a reason for keeping him in the dark – though if he knew Eth really well then he might have suspected that Eth wouldn't just let him disappear and would go searching for him. Another possible reason (in my theory) if the Order is evil or something and Gendaen learned something that he shouldn't have learned, maybe he knew that Eth wouldn't believe him because of his loyalty to the Order? I may just be connecting random dots and calling it a picture here but *something* is going on and until we get more clues on what that may be, I'm sticking with this theory lol :P EDIT, I was rereading Gendaen's character sheet and it says there that he has a strong code of honor and fights for the underdogs (not the exact phrasing but it's close). 👀 does that mean the Crimson is in some sort of underdog position? 👀

Anyways back to the drawing a little, I gave both Gendaen and Mysta a sort of braid-like element in their designs to sort of tie them together a bit visually (Mysta's is on the sides of her head, which is kind of hard to see so I added a little ribbon to show that parts of her hair is tied back, and Gendaen's is in his golden hair accessory thingy). I think that there's definitely some sort of correlation between Gendaen's disappearance/switching to the Crimson and Mysta being sent to Sol Ybberia, and I also think that both of them are going to play an important role in whatever happens in the future, hence the braids (to show that their destinies are kind of intertwined, as the two Heroes of Sol Ybberia). I also thought that it would be fun to put Gendaen in a stained glass window instead of actually physically being present, because up until the Nelun Soma'o reveal, all the things we know about Gendaen are basically all from Eth's recollections of him, which for me definitely paints a bit of a "Character haunting the narrative" kind of vibe. I also think that with the Nelun Soma'o reveal, the somewhat glorified (for a lack of a better word – I think Eth might be a little biased when it comes to Gendaen, considering that Gendaen has been missing for about 5 years, if my math is correct? 5 years feels like a long time to me and I think that if a person important to me has been missing for that long then my impression of them would definitely start warping to how I want to remember them/who I wanted them to be and I might start unintentionally ignoring the things that doesn't quite match that image in my head. Speaking of/case in point, Eth's reaction to the Nelun Soma'o reveal!) image of Gendaen that we had got thrown in a metaphorical blender with our idea of the Crimson at the time, and it just makes things a whole lot more complicated in a very interesting way. (If you look at the bottom right of the image you can see Nelun Soma'o's cloak coming out of stained-glass Gendaen's cloak, which I thought would be a fun little detail to include). Hence, the stained glass is kind of the "perfect Hero who disappeared to advance the plot" Gendaen and we can see Mysta kind of splitting the glass with her Rotted Fork from a composition point of view, referencing that huge lore bomb she dropped a couple of pages ago and how that changes our (or at least my) perception of Gendaen as a character entirely. I really do like the plot twist, as I think it makes Gendaen a more 3-dimensional character with more complicated motivations and narrative significance, as before I mainly knew him as "predecessor to Mysta" and "one of Eth's sources of motivation", but now he my understanding of Gendaen also extends to things about Gendaen himself and not just about his role in relation to other characters (for example, "Gendaen is helping the Crimson for reasons currently unknown" or "Gendaen is planning something that involves Mysta??? and he's in the Void??? And apparently Mysta is supposed to jailbreak him out at some point in the future?" He definitely has something planned behind the scenes, I don't know what it is and I want to find out).

MORE THINGS about Gendaen (can you tell that he's my favorite character at the moment ToT), what's up with those last words? If I'm correct (and I think I am, I scrolled all the way back to the page where the gods were introduced just to check this ToT), Nomù is Compassion? How is compassion related to Gendaen's alliance with the Crimson? I mean, when you think of the Crimson, compassion definitely is NOT the first value that comes to mind. Right now it seems that to me, Gendaen's plan with Mysta and the Crimson and the Void is connected to Nomù somehow? (the "I won't disappoint you" is definitely interesting). I don't have a lot of thoughts or theories on where this might be going, I just thought that it was something interesting to metaphorically chew on for the next while. It definitely seems like it has some sort of narrative significance, at least.

There might be more things that I wanted to talk about, but I can't really think of them off the top of my head right now (it might be due to the fact that it's currently quite late in my time zone ToT I am sleepy) so that's all from me for now :D (Also dropping the version of the drawing with just the lineart here because I think it looks really cool)

I hope you have a really nice day and/or night! :D

*a starry rift in space opens up in front of me and I faceplant into it like it is a mattress* (gotta make that dramatic exit!) [Image ID: The first image is a colored and rendered image of Mysta from the Mysta's Terrarian Quest webcomic standing in front of a stained glass window of Gendaen. She is holding the Rotted Fork spear from Terraria, and she has a determined expression on her face. The stained glass shows Gendaen with his back turned to the audience, and one closed eye is visible. His cloak is flowing to the right of the image, where it emerges out of the stained glass as it fades from green to dark grey. Crimson vines, green trees, and white clouds surrounds Gendaen in the stained glass. Outside of the glass portrait, real crimson vines are creeping along the stone walls that the portrait is on, framing the portrait and Mysta in the middle. A red light source is shining down from the upper right corner of the drawing. End ID.] [Image ID: The second image is a work-in-progress version of the first image without any color and only some minimal shading, with all shades being in monochrome. Mysta's lineart is noticeably darker compared to the line art of the background. End ID.]

EDIT: Forgot to add image ids, they're here now TwT

[macabremoons]

Macabre, i come bearing news: Tis Blorbo Blursday and i am having my fun doing that intro bit. On this fine blorbo blursday i ask of you: how would thy blorbos react to mandatory group therapy?

You get the same one as slipstream because you both write edgier stuff and i am running out of ideas

HI HI!

Menodora: no <3. No way. She will make comments on everyone else every once and awhile, but she isn't going to go in trying to be helpful and you are going to have to pull vulnerability from her teeth.

Bonnie: Open and offering to help! She's probably one of the favorites and probably would get a lot out of group therapy.

Emilio: Won't say much about himself, but he's good at keeping the group from getting to rowdy and is good at input.

Apollo: Average. Probably has decent input and will give say stuff he's going through.

Benjamin: Ooooo class clown. He's going to make jokes and keep the mood light, but when he actually like half jokes about his issues everyone gets really quiet

[wildstar25]

Arsay Nun

B A S I C S

Name Arsay Nūn Nicknames None, her name doesn't shorten well (call her Ars and you will be on the wrong end of her blade ^^) Age ARR -> 22 (+5 years in lifestream stasis that Arsay is completely unaware of) Dawntrail -> 25 (+5 years) Nameday 3rd Sun of the Third Umbral Moon Race Miqo'te, "Greeter of the Star" (a.k.a: Keeper/Seeker mix [South Shroud/U tribe] ) Gender She/Her Probably non-binary but has a job so she ain't got time to worry about all of that... Orientation Bisexual, Polyromantic Profession Adventurer, Warrior of Light & Darkness, Scion of the Seventh Dawn, Full time kitty cat

P H Y S I C A L     A S P E C  T S

Hair Midnight Blue with patches of red tip patterning concentrated around the back and sides of her head! Thick with the slightest bit of wave (often gets brushed out) Eyes Ruby Red Skin Very Light Olive with white facial stripes and darker pigmented nose. Tans well but never sticks for long. Tattoos/scars One visible scar on the cheek, multiple around her body which get glammed over. After endwalker, her right hand has a high concentration of scaring around the knuckles & palm (A consequence of her final fight in ultima thul and the proceeding surgery needed to reset the incorrectly healed bones.) She has various arcane geometric patterns marked into her skin in aetheric ink. One at the back of her neck, one on each forearm right above the inner elbow, one banded around her ankle. They are also glammed over to be invisible to the naked eye, but those who are well attuned to seeing aether would see them glow faintly as Arsay casts summoning spells.

F A M I L Y

Parents Sapir Nun & U'hbi Tia (deceased 1552, 6th astral era, killed in combat to the first wave of Garlean invaders in Doma)

Emrara Emra (Guardian/Adoptive Aunt, very much alive in the south sea isles)

Siblings Alphinaud and Alisaie (adopted younger siblings) Grandparents: Unknown and/or deceased In-laws and Other: G'raha (Husband), Y'shtola (Wife) Y'mhitra (Sister in law) Generally main scion members are family to her in different ways Cid and Nero (Weird Uncles) U'odh Nunh (unconfirmed but most likely half first cousin) (There are three female face 4 miqo'te in the U tribe and I HC that those three are the most closely related to Arsay's Dad in some way I've yet to really piece together.) Pets Couscous the carbuncle, Fish the Chocobo

S K I L L S

Abilities Physical: -Multiple Combat styles (Dual blades, Pole arm, Single blade, Hand to Hand, Marksmanship, Knife throwing) -Typical scouting techniques (invisibility, tracking, assassination, can move without making a sound) -Greater agility, dexterity, flexibility, balance, and strength -High Stamina -Strong Swimmer -Great Climber Magical: -Advanced Aetheric Manipulation (Elemental Conversion, Creation) -Summoning, Channelling (Dreadwyrm Trance available at moments notice) Other: -Knows how to sail a ship -Can navigate on land and sea without a map or compass -Can rally and inspire others to achieve great things together!

Hobbies: - Monster Hunting - Fishing - Frontlines - Crystalline Conflict (recreational league) - General exploring/mystery hunting&solving

T R A I T S

Most Positive Trait: Her big heart! She'd do anything for the people she cares about Worst Negative: Terrible sense of self-worth. Needs to do things for other people or she goes insane with anxiety and guilt. Hates being looked after.

L I K E S

Colors: Red! Its her favourite. Smells: the ocean, the breeze through the forest, tropical zones with humidity in the air, her partners Textures: Furs, Leathers, Silky or soft textiles. Drinks: Spiced Chai, Coffee with Cardamom, Citrus of any type and Water

O T H E R    D E T A I L S

Smokes: nope, the only smoke from her is her smoke bombs Drinks: only socially, and not a whole lot. Does not like feeling out of control of herself. Mount Issuance: Probably! Tataru would help her get it all set up at least Been Arrested: Almost but she always gets out of it UvU

Tagged by: @eriyu Thank you so much!! 💙 Tagging: @nivienne-grovant @baublegums @astraveil @yukupo-lalapo @eli-leam (and anyone else who wants to do it! I feel like I'm pretty late to the game on this lol)

[agentisclickbait]

my take on the hero/swapped au 4 villainous :P

LORE DUMP UNDER THE CUT BLEHHHHH (kinda?? idk)

so blanco/white hat is black hat's brother, and he founded (?) a hospital or something to help out villains/heros to heal from their trauma?? idk it's a wip

dr.hugs/dr.slug and nurse clementine are clones of the main cast who escaped dr flug's lab - in which blanco found them n recruited them to his foundation

333 is a therapy animal, n she's a little bunny :D

they r found family at its finest (because i too fall victim to liking found family a lot GCTSHTXNGNDYMDTDH)

character stuff!!!

blanco : he's basically just really nice black hat who doesn't literally mutilate his staff lol. he's just a goody two shoes who only resorts to violence last minute. blanco has the same body horror abilities as black hat, ect ect.

dr. hugs : a clone who came put a bit too large, compared to dr. flug atleast. still the same nerdy scientist, but less villainous (pun intended). he's got more of a scar on his face due to coming out messed up, n he doesn't wear a bag to differentiate himself from flug. (identity crisis core!!!) overall very quiet and keeps to himself. (yes he's a good hugger. very cuddly. i want a hug.)

nurse clementine : another clone who came out WAYY off...aka some bug got into the whole process n now she can split her face...and also her eyelashes grow in the wrong place. bubbly n' less obsessed w/ blanco. she's overall a very friendly gal and hangs with dr. hugs the most. she takes care of 333.

[worm-brainzz]

"My name is Regina George Wilbur, and in case you're keeping score, Cady Candyyz may have won the battle but I will win the war."

-Taylor Louderman, Mean Girls Original Broadway Cast Recording, "World Burn".

Hello!! I'm will! Heres an intro post to get to know me :D

basic stuff:

names: xander/wilbur/crow/icarus (and any nickname you come up w/

pronouns: he/they/it/meow/vamp/star/angel/silly/heart/kitty

gender: vampcatgender, angelstar, sillygender, angeliwhore, mikucharic, argoscharic, mrplantcharic, heartfloweric, starrycattic, guitarvampic, crazymusicgender (MANY MANY XENOS. HOUGH BOY.)

sexuality: achillean

age: 13 hourgh

i have generalised anxiety disorder and autism. please be nice. im begging.

i also have the worst spine problems known to man (exaggeration)

DNI: CREEPS (P3D0S, MAPS/MAP SUPPORTERS AND Z00PHIL3S/Z00 SUPPORTERS), AND ANYONE PART OF A HATE GROUP. HATRED TOWARDS COMMUNITIES SUCH AS THE POC, LGBTQIA+ AND MANY OTHERS WILL NOT BE TOLERATED ON MY BLOG. WHETHER THAT BE MAIN OR SIDEBLOGS. PRINCE DNI TOO BTW.

(EDIT: i took starry, divine and pax out cuz i wanna stop worrying abt the situation. happy emoji)

(EDIT 2 FOR TODAY HOLY.: added prince to the dni list cuz of personal stuff :3)

accounts:

discord: worm.brainzz

wattpad: mercuryheartss

insta: p0is0n.appl3 (wont let me change it)

bandlab: mxrcuryheartss

medibang/art street: worm.brainzz

youtube: worm.brainzz

fandoms/interests:

ashur gharavi cinematic universe

vocaloid

project sekai

project diva

hazbin hotel

lacey flash games

village roadshow themeparks

doki doki literature club

nyan neko sugar girls

aussie world (theme park)

psas

pretty dresses hehe (as in like. princess shit. yk.)

sammy j and randy on ricketts lane

music taste:

muse

franz ferdinand

kikuo

maretu

ghost & pals

utsu-p

babymetal

whiteflame/kurousaP

pinocchioP

deco*27

tally hall

rishie-p

I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU I LOVE YOU. GET HIT BY MY LOVE AND APPRECIATION BEAM.🧡🧡🧡

@cloudxxiii @bi-squirrel @poisoned-sugar11 @aroace-polysho @devilish-parrot @statictelevision @reinagony @m0nst3rgunxz @voidbeau @machathecat @ang31ey3s-d3mons3edz. ACK /POS.

blogs/tags:

blogs:

active: @worm-brainzz @ask-angel-argos, @wormbrainzz-reblogs

inactive: @v0idbr34d, @larva-heartzz

tags:

#explosion_sound_effect.mp3: txt

#worm making theories??? rare occurence???: one of the only times i will ever make theories

#mega worm brainrot: talking abt stuff that wont get out of my head

#queue could be my unintended choice to live my life extended: queue

#will's inbox: my asks

WILL UPDATE IF IM WILLING TO PUT NEW INFO IN.

[absolutebl]

2023 Thai BL Favorites List - Mid Year Check In

Tagged by @thatgirl4815​ (thanks hon!) I adapted this to my taste.

Feel free to c/p do the same! 

I’m answering all these right now for 2023, because it’s too complicated for me otherwise. 

Favorite Thai BL 2023:

My School President

Favorite currently active Thai BL Branded Pair:

High Heat: Net James (Bed Friend) 

Established: OhmFluke (609 Bedtime Story)

New: GeminiFourth (My School President & Moonlight Chicken) 

Most underrated Thai BL actor right now: 

Film Thanapat. He was perfectly serviceable in To Sir, With Love but he’s a goddamn revelation in Laws of Attraction. 

Pair the deserves a second chance: 

Haii & Boom (Chains of Heart) 

Favorite Thai BL Main Character 2023:

King (Bed Friend) 

Favorite Thai BL Side Character 2023:

Thiu (My School President)

Favorite Thai BL side dishes 2023: 

Li Ming & Heart (Moonlight Chicken)

Favorite scene in a Thai BL so far:

My School President calling on the spirit of Love Sick. What can I say? I love meta and I love BL remembering it’s own history. This did both. 

Most Anticipated Thai BL (& why):

I Feel You Linger in the Air 

I like the premise, the cast looks great. This is a time travel historical romance adaption of y-novel by Violet Rain about a heartbroken architect who is transported to the 1930s from the producers of Lovely Writer.

Guilty pleasure Thai BL 2023 series (or likely to become so):

Future the series

July 2023 Thai BL Report

ABL has watched:

My School President & Our Skyy 2: My School President

La Pluie

Step By Step

Bed Friend

Between Us

Destiny Seeker

Make a Wish

Moonlight Chicken

Never Let Me Go & Our Skyy 2: Never Let Me Go

Our Skyy 2: A Tale of Thousand Stars

Our Skyy 2: Bad Buddy

Our Skyy 2: Star in My Mind

Our Skyy 2: The Eclipse

A Boss and a Babe & Our Skyy 2: A Boss and a Babe

Cutie Pie 2 You special

Future the series

609 Bedtime Story

Our Skyy 2: Vice Versa

I Will Knock You

Remember Me

Tin Tem Jai

Pastsenger

The Promise

Cafe In Love

Chains of Heart

Hit Bite Love

The Luminous Solution

My Blessing

Currently Watching: 

Be Mine Super Star

Be My Favorite

Dinosaur Love

Hidden Agenda

Laws of Attraction

Love Syndrome III  

Low Frequency

Senior Love Me

Wedding Plan

Can’t Find

Love Upon a Time

Boyband the series

Heart by Heart

Moments Of Love

DNF 

House of Stars

Till the World Ends

Announced for 2023 (maybe still to come?)

After Sundown

1626

Fake Love

Friends Forever

I Wish You Love

Lucky Love

Pisces of Me

Refund Love

Right Time, Right You

You Are My Soulmate

The Camp Fire

The Outing Series

Deep Night

Pit Babe

Rule No.1: Don’t Be Too Emotional

Future From Me

SHADOW

Naughty Babe

Only Friends

Buddy Line Y Animal AKA

Mystique in the Mirror

2 Worlds

Punk Spy

The Next Prince

Kemjira Will Survive

Playboyy

Close Friend 3 Soju Bomb

Waterboyy 3 AKA Waterboys

Acadex

I Feel You Linger in the Air

Middleman’s Love AKA Middle Love

Cinderella Boys

Cherry Magic (Thai remake)

Born to be Y

Dangerous Romance

23.5

4 Minutes

7 Times 4 Days

Big Dragon 2

Big Dragon the movie

Boy Never Smiles

Chiang Mai Adventures

City of Stars 

Colorful Melody

Cooking Crush

Flirt Milk

Friend. Boyfriend

Heroin The Series

Hot Bamee and Yummy Gyogung

Khemjira Will Survive

Last Twilight

Lost in the Woods

Love in Translation

Love Puzzle AKA Plengrak AKA

Love Syndrome – The Beginning

Lover Merman

Man Suang

Night Dream

Our Skyy 2

Our Story

Rule No.1: Don't Be too Emotional

Sunset Vibes

The Chinese Family

The D Project

The Hidden Character

The Internship

The Sign

The Whisperer

True Moon

Two Worlds

Wish Me Luck

Wish You Luck

Y-Moment

Crazy Handsome Rich

For Him the series

Twin The Series AKA Twins

Casanova Begins

Marry Go Round

Venus in the Sky