#rach's valentine's blurb session!

[ragnarachael]

In regards to earlier ask, a correction:

Valentine’s Day blurb with TASM Peter Parker pls??

oh ABSOLUTELY YES i also assumed u meant tasm <3333

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!!

"Peter."

"Hm."

"Pete," you huff again.

Peter doesn't stop petting your cat or trying to put a cute little Valentine's headband on her tiny baby head while you're standing in the hall of your apartment, dressed in the probably most attractive Valentine's outfit you can muster when it's snowing outside.

"She's gotta look the part!"

"What? What do you mean, baby?" You laugh—you can't help it—and kneel down close to the two of them. "Is she coming with us?"

"Yeah! I made her those treats she loves so she can eat dinner with us. I gotta spoil my girls." Peter explains, looking over at you with a stupid dopey grin as he looks you over all bundled up and ready for the snow adventure back to Peter's place. "You look hot."

"Well, no shit—"

"No! No I mean—" Peter can't help but laugh at his double entendre, the two of you giggling openly while your cat plans her escape "—I mean you look hot, the temperature. But you're also always attractive hot, so."

You feel your face heating up even more, if at all possible, as Peter's hands gently capture your cat and chastise her just as soft for trying to leave with out the cute headband and sweater combo he'd gotten on the way over.

"I love you, Pete."

Peter looks up after securing the headband successfully, the smile from earlier never quite leaving his face. "I love you too, babydoll. Now help me get this sweater on so we can head back? Don't wanna have dinner too late, I've got other ideas for us after we're done."

[ragnarachael]

loki and reader going on a valentine's day dinner and reader decides to tease loki by teasing him w their foot underneath the table(?) lol idkk

loki taglist: @mushroomlupin @miniminwriting @mariahlaufeyson @lam-ila @sineads-art @rosaline-black @a-lonely-gray-couch​ @lokis-little-love @lokis-tigress

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!!

Over the course of your relationship with Mr Loki "I'm In A Crazy Popular Band" Odinson, you expected TR to end up in Europe for a crazy long tour. But what you didn't expect, was Loki to fly your ass out to Paris for the week just because of valentine's day.

"This is.."

"I know, I know," Loki says as he has a hand on your lower back, guiding you into the fanciest restaurant you'll ever step foot in. "It's a bit much for your tastes, but I wanted to make it up to you, since I've been gone for so long already—"

"Baby," you shush him, quickly moving to step in front of Loki so he stops right in his tracks. "It's perfect. A little crazy, and expensive, but perfect. It's actually even better since we're here together."

Loki looks down at you, fondness absolutely lacing his features in the dim lighting of the hall that leads to the hostess and the rest of the restaurant. He looks as if he's ready to swallow you whole—you haven't had time for much...activities given that this is still a tour, but you've been damn near close.

He takes a deep, almost calming breath before speaking. "Right. Absolutely—"

"Your mind is in the gutter, Odinson. Get us to our table," you giggle, grinning widely and letting out a small squeal as Loki tugs you back to his side and down the hall.

Loki's agent was the smartest person you've known in this moment as the two of you got seated in a more secluded part of the restaurant. You don't know how thankful you could be until Loki kept speaking fluent French, then you realized that maybe his agent knew what tonight was about.

"I didn't know you spoke French," you purr, grabbing your complimentary water glass and taking a sip. Loki laughs, his face flushing from your tone.

"My parents loved traveling when we were younger. Plus, I visited Hela a lot during her internships here for her fashion company."

You nodded as you listened, tip of your pointed shoe nudging Loki's ankle. Loki didn't falter as he sipped his water.

"Are you trying to play with fire tonight, sweetheart?"

"Maybe?" You fire back, a small smirk tugging at the corner of your lips. "Might just be."

There's a flash of mischief across his face after your words, and suddenly you're wishing this was a proper booth and not two seats across from the other.

"You're cute. Get a meal in first, then we'll talk about the rest of tonight's plans back at the hotel, alright?"

[ragnarachael]

loki writing something for reader... let it be a letter/poem/song/etc-- u choose!

loki taglist: @mushroomlupin @miniminwriting @mariahlaufeyson @lam-ila @sineads-art @rosaline-black @a-lonely-gray-couch​ @lokis-little-love @lokis-tigress (also thank u @the-lady-amphitrite for the divider AGAIN i will say it for forever)

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!!

He started writing early—way too early to be considered human, to himself, to anyone that could possibly be looking in to the room. But you're laying there, looking like an absolute angel. He can't not write this down.

Loki feels like he's writing a Hozier song, really. The lyrics on the page remind him of the song Sunlight.

He checked to be sure he wasn't just straight copying Andrew in this moment, googling the lyrics before taking a soft breath of relief.

Loki's song is more about how you look like a real life angel with the morning light filtering in and hitting whatever exposed part of your body is no longer safe from the confines of his light gray sheets on his bed.

He feels weird even doing this. He's written songs for you before—poems, even that he'll never disclose until maybe you're both married for 35 years—but he's perched weirdly at his desk as he tries scribbling words to describe you the right way. There's always one way to describe you.

Lovely. Enchanting. Transcendent. Compassionate—

How the fuck could he make this into something worthy for you to even listen to in a recording studio setting?

"Loki?" You call out quietly. He can absolutely hear the pout in your voice. "What're you doing?"

"I just thought of something to write down," Loki responds gently, trying not to disrupt the calm atmosphere the morning always provided when you're here with him.

"Cool," you mutter, rolling over and burrowing into his pillows even more, his pillow cases happily trapping your scent to let him have memory of you once you're leaving for your closing shift at the restaurant. "'ome back to bed when you're done, please. I want cuddles."

Loki can't stop the smile that's pulling on his lips as he writes down the beginning of a lyric with one of the few words he's listed. Your sleep riddled voice is enough to cast a spell on him almost, as if you're a witch and he's your latest experiment for a new enchantment.

....he does write that down, actually. Albeit frantically, and not at all in the handwriting he's used during this process before he's up and out of his chair to get back to you, all warm and pliant in bed.

[ragnarachael]

for kissing prompts, 13 & 31 with our boy tasm!Peter? <333

of course anything for u amphi eyelism also warnings: we're getting steamy bc whore hours is switching on in my brain atm

13.) pulling your lover closer by the waistband

31.) kitchen counter make-outs

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!! | or request a kiss from this list!

Peter Parker knew how to cook. Which is funny, considering his aunt cooked half of the time and it was hit or miss.

"Baby, pass me the, uh.."

"Salt? Pepper?"

"No," he huffs out a laugh, "tongs, please. I've gotta flip over the stuff in the oven."

You groan, hopping down from your perch on the counter, padding over to the small vase that holds all the extra cooking utensils before grabbing what Peter's asked for.

You turn, and pass them over. Peter pecks your lips with a soft thank you in return before you're back on your perch on the counter top.

"After you flip it is there anything else to do?" You spread your legs wide, hoping Peter understands what you're asking.

"Well," Peter starts, much more focused on flipping whatever the hell was in the oven. "Not really. Dressings and stuff, but that's easy and fast."

"Great," you chirp, swinging your legs freely. Peter doesn't get the hint. And of course he doesn't, even though he's cooking for your date currently with extreme focus he didn't get it.

Or maybe he does, and doesn't want to let you know.

Peter's fast. Weirdly fast, putting the tongs down on a paper towel to minimize mess, before all his attention is back on you.

"You're so needy."

Your head snaps to look up at him from your phone, raising a brow. "Pardon?"

"Look at you," Peter hums, slotting between your legs perfectly as you carefully place your phone screen down. "Your legs, spread wide. Constantly asking what's left, what's done. Needy, my love."

Peter's hands land on your thighs as he speaks, and you feel your body tense slightly from the touch. You're making sure you don't close your legs around him, you know that's what he wants.

"And so what if I am? I was told after dinner I'm getting something I want, Parker."

Peter hums, hands slowly skirting around your thighs to ghost over your hips to tangle his fingers into your belt loops that are attached to your shorts.

In a single breath you were breathing in, Peter makes you gasp it out by tugging you on the counter to press square into his hips all by your belt loops.

"Well, I was hoping you'd be patient. But now I see you're aching for it."

Your retort is on the tip of your tongue, ready to speak, but Peter completely stops you with his lips messily slamming into your own. His fingers untangling from your belt loops to grip at your hips.

You kissed Peter back hungrily, finally getting what you've been anticipating all damn night, your own hands moving to grasp at his shirt that was covering his abdomen as you whimper into the kiss.

It was all-consuming, feeling Peter's hands grip you tighter with each smack of your lips, your hips bucking into his slightly as you finally wrapped your arms around him tighter to really feel him.

Until the timer went off.

You tried to keep him close, still enthralled in the kiss until he reluctantly breaks away from you, one or two little pecks on your lips before he's rushing to be sure nothing burns his apartment into ash.

You're sitting on the counter, almost panting from the kiss as your boyfriend seems as if he didn't just almost end up tearing your clothes off on his counter while pulling a cookie sheet of sizzling food out of his oven.

This dinner better be quick, or God help you.

[ragnarachael]

Hey, friend. Thoughts on what Matt or Loki would do if their partner woke up from a nightmare? I'm kind of shaking right now and could use some fluff. I hope you're having a good day. 🥰

hey bubs!!! i picked matt just to give myself some spice for the day <33 i'm alright, and i hope you're doing okay :((

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!!

Matt's had his fair share of nightmares, so he knows what can help him.

Hopefully, he knows you well enough to help you.

During the whole Fisk situation, Matt didn't expect you to get involved, but then again, Wilson Fisk would happy take all Matt Murdock loves and put them through hell just because of him.

"Hey, sweetheart," Matt utters gently as you stir, breathing heavily as if you're crying. Your heart is just pounding and Matt can absolutely smell the sweat starting to form on your skin. "I'm right here."

"I know," you breathe out, almost like you're about to actually cry. "I know. Just—"

"You don't have to talk about it," Matt immediately butts in, "you can when you're not as frazzled right now."

You take a few more shuddering breaths, shuffling in Matt's arms before turning over and pressing your face into his chest. He can feel you shaking against his bare skin and he lets his arms wrap firmly around you in a hug so you feel a little more grounded.

It's silent, apart from the pounding your heart is still doing, even if you've calmed down significantly from whatever hellish nightmare your brain had conjured. Matt wishes he could do more. More than just beat the living shit out of Wilson Fisk, more than hold you during hard nights like this.

Maybe he's wishing he had some God-like power to make you rest a little easier at night. He isn't sure.

"D'you want something to drink? A snack?"

He feels your head shake against him.

"Okay. Do you wanna hear about how me and Karen caught Foggy watching some weird video about that Loki guy and how he definitely lied to us by saying that he thinks he's not hot?"

You snort, grip tightening just a little. "Sure. Gives me something to tease Foggy about tomorrow."

Matt smiles, resting his chin along your shoulder. "You mean today?"

The sudden silence between the two of you is short. Matt can absolutely feel your light shake you do when you try to hold back a laugh, your fingers twitching along his back as if you're about to pinch him before there's a soft, fond tone in your voice.

"Shut the hell up, Murdock and tell me the story."

[ragnarachael]

hii! i know you said you prefer loki and peter rn but could i request one with bucky who discovers his s/o is really touch-starved and lonely? im really feeling the loneliness these few weeks and i would love some fluffy bucky ❤ its okay if you'd rather not though! i dont mind 😊

~ 🍁

i can absolutely do that! i haven't written for bucky in a hot minute, so if it's off character wise, i'm sorry <33

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!! | or request a kiss from this list!

You never knew you could actually feel like this in a relationship, honestly. But then again—you could see how this could happen.

Bucky and Sam had a mission somewhere upstate, and you had more shifts in at work.

You're around people all the time, but you've never felt so fucking alone.

Bucky's been gone for however long. You've stopped counting the days, it only seemed to make you feel even worse about how empty your shared apartment feels. All you knew was you're alone, and you're needy for a hug. Hell, just touch in general. Preferably from Bucky.

You're in bed when you hear the lock twisting and turning, an annoyed grunt loudly echoing in your living room.

Bucky.

You're slow to rise out from your cocoon of blankets, which gives Bucky more than enough time to empty all of his things from his hands and roll his suitcase to a random corner of the apartment to leave forgotten for a good while.

"Doll?" Bucky asks quietly once you're in his line of sight, one shoe on his foot while the other is still tied firmly on his foot. He's wearing the dog socks you'd gotten him for his birthday last year and it makes your heart leap.

"Hi," you speak softly, frozen in excitement—or, at least, you hope that's why you're frozen.

"Hey, sugar," Bucky replies, smiling wide in the dim lighting of your apartment. He drops his shoe onto the floor and easily makes his way over to you before. engulfing you in a tight hug.

This is when you realize you could actually cry. This. You've longed for this. Bucky. His touch. The way his arms are wrapped around you so tight—

"Hey, hey, hey," Bucky says again, gently as his hands move up your body gently before they cup your face. "Why're you cryin', doll?"

You take a moment to register that yeah, your breathing is a little wack.

"It's...It's—"

Bucky doesn't need you to finish whatever you're blubbering, thankfully, and just presses a kiss to your lips before pulling you back into his chest tightly. His hands rub along the length of your back as you let the tears fall freely, controlling your breathing.

Bucky encourages you the entire way through, soft affirmations and small compliments in between.

Once you're calmer than you were, less lonely than you were, Bucky pulled away from you to consult with his other boot on his foot.

"I'm sorry I left you for so long. Wanna order something in and we can catch up? Snuggle and watch a movie?"

You could frankly marry Bucky on the spot, being so thankful that he can comprehend that what you're wanting is him, his touch, and his attention.

"Yeah. For sure."

Bucky smiles back at you, laces of his boots loosening easily after two tugs. "I'll get right on that, your majesty. Please move your blanket pile to the couch."

You groan, smacking his shoulder as you do as you're told.

[ragnarachael]

Valentine's Day blurb for guitarist Loki: waitress reader kicks herself for not getting Loki's number, so she gets a little creative and gets a little help from the club owner to set up a surprise for Loki. He gets called to the club under false pretenses (idk, maybe forgotten equipment) only to find the club decorated and reader waiting to have dinner with him. Reader and Loki *finally* kiss!! ♥️

so i'm going to say this now: this blurb is not part of the canon fic series, but DAMN WAS THIS FUN TO WRITE. also we all know brunn would be in on this too, brian would enlist her in a MOMENT'S NOTICE. anyway. didn't expect this to get as long as it did so i kinda skipped around a bit since i'm not trying to write a whole ass fic today sfkjsdf

loki taglist: @mushroomlupin @miniminwriting @mariahlaufeyson @lam-ila @sineads-art @rosaline-black @a-lonely-gray-couch​ @lokis-little-love @lokis-tigress

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!! | or request a kiss from this list!

"This...bold of you. Even I wouldn't do this," Helen says in your passenger seat as she holds a box full of pink and red decorations.

"Listen," you start, taking a breath as you pull to a stop at the last stoplight before you're due to turn into the back parking lot of Queen's Pub. "I can't stop thinking about him, we have good chemistry..why not take the jump, y'know? Plus, it's Valentine's day. May as well be extra."

"Is Brunn helping us?"

"And Brian, yeah. Brunn is gonna help us rearrange and decorate, Brian's already done his part in saying Pub's closed to the public today."

Helen nods, and you're pressing the gas to go when the light's green, making a right after driving for a few minutes and taking a few breaths once you're parked and Helen is walking in from the loading bay door.

It's far too late to back out of this now, it's all in motion.

When you DM'd Brunn on Instagram, telling her about this idea, you didn't think she would be all for it. Hell, you didn't even think she'd string Brian into doing it. He's losing a day of business for this.

"There you are!" Brunn shouts excitedly once you're inside. She's wrapped in the Valentine's streamers from the box Helen brought in.

"She probably thought about backing out," Helen says as she sticks little hearts on the bar. Brian then comes from the kitchen, holding plates and some silverware.

"Surely not, because I've already told Loki that I need help with Anita's gift tonight."

"That's how you're getting him here?" Brunn asks as you laugh nervously, happy Brian's out and setting the table you and Loki are due to eat your dinner at. "I was gonna tell him we left an amp."

"We both know Loki wouldn't trust you with that," Brian replies as he fixes the red table cloth on the table.

You and Helen laugh at that reply while Brunn makes a noise of shock before you all fall into silence. After that, it's the four of you efficiently and quickly decorating the small side of Queen's Pub you and Loki will be dining at.

By the time it was nearly 7 at night, the pub was decorated, food was almost done cooking in the kitchen, and Brian had dressed a bit less casual so he could play server for the night.

"Thank you again for doing this, Brian," you say, arms crossed over your chest. "I really appreciate it."

"It's not a problem," he replies. His tone is kind and light, and you know he means it. "We were all at his throat when he didn't get your number, so you're really doing us all a favor."

You snort and shake your head, walking back over to your dinner table. "I'll ask you to explain that later."

"I'm sure Loki will be happier to explain it than myself."

You're about to reply again when you hear a knock at the front doors of the pub and immediately stand. Brian gives you a reassuring smile before walking to the doors. You can hear their cheerful greetings to each other, part of the conversation is about what Loki's supposedly here for.

But then he stops in his tracks and sees you, his words trailing off slowly. You smile, holding your arms out wide.

"Surprise?"

Loki's grinning back without hesitation, still standing still next to Brian. "What's this?"

"Well, I felt like garbage for not getting someone's number the other night," you start casually, shifting on your feet before sitting down in the chair you just stood from. "So, I thought I'd push our little not-date-date situation to a Monday instead of a Saturday. If that's okay, that is."

You hold your breath as Loki walks over to you, his smile never fading as he stands in front of you.

"That's absolutely okay. It's more than okay."

You let out a soft laugh, the tension in your body flowing out as Loki takes your hands in his. "Thank god."

Loki laughs with you before his thumbs are brushing over your knuckles. "Can I ask you something now, since we're here?"

You glance around Loki's shoulder, seeing Brian already gone, and you nod. "Sure, knock yourself out."

"Would you be angry if I kissed you, right now?"

Your eyes flick back to Loki's instantly, your heart pounding against your rib cage.

"No," you start softly. "Absolutely not."

Loki hums quietly as he presses his forehead to your own, and you've never been more ready for your first kiss than you have in this moment. "Brilliant."

And with that, Loki places his lips on yours and kisses you soundly, in the middle of Queen's Pub, all while one corner of the streamer decorations falls to swing around near the stage and causes the two of you to laugh into your lips.

[ragnarachael]

13 and 14, for the kiss prompts, with Loki or Guitarist!Loki? Please and thank you, friend. 🥰

13.) pulling your lover closer by the waistband

14.) kissing under the stars

absolutely delivering this for u rn. you're so welcome <33

loki taglist: @mushroomlupin @miniminwriting @mariahlaufeyson @lam-ila @sineads-art @rosaline-black @a-lonely-gray-couch​ @lokis-little-love @lokis-tigress

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!! | or request a kiss from this list!

"Who knew the lead guitarist for The Revengers could be so romantic—"

"Oh hush, you!" Loki says dramatically, hand easily swatting at your ass as you walk past him on the dirt path. "When I invited you to come with us to Brian's little cabin in the country, I didn't expect a roast every night."

You laugh, almost loud enough for there to be an echo through the trees you're surrounded by on the lit path to the small clearing Brian's wife, Anita, had directed you two to go down to stargaze.

"That's what you get for dating me, baby. I can be brutal."

"Yes, you can," Loki grumbles, a finger hooking into one of your belt loops to tug you back towards him.

"Hey! Easy!"

Loki chuckles and wraps his arms around your middle once you're close, the both of you walking in sync. "I'm being easy. I am being so easy."

You roll your eyes fondly and relax in Loki's grip before you're catching the trees thinning out and the moon shines as bright as the sun does during the day.

"Look at that," you breathe, almost stumbling completely to a stop if Loki wasn't still walking the both of you. "Loki, stop, the moon!"

Loki does as you ask, his chest molding with your back before he's also looking up into the night sky with you.

He says something, you're not too sure what since you're so focused on tracing the constellations in the sky above and the way his hands are absently rubbing your waist how you like.

"Is that one of the Dippers?" you mutter, turning your head to speak towards Loki while still looking at the sky. "Maybe Orion?"

"I dunno," Loki replies. "Shoulda grabbed one of Bri's books before leaving so we'd know."

You hum in reply, trying to trace the stars with your eyes as you both silently stare in awe at the sky.

"You ever wonder what it'd be like in space? I remember when I was little I would always want to go up there so I could see Pluto and tell them how terrible they're treated here on Earth," you gently ramble, finally bringing your eyes to Loki.

But he's already looking at you. And you feel like the breath is knocked out of you.

The moon highlights him in the best way, his skin almost glowing.

"Loki?"

"Hm?" he hums, eyes staring directly at your lips.

"Kiss me already," you say, trying to hold back your giggle as his eyes roll, his lips pressing to yours.

You push up onto your tip toes with ease, moving your lips with Loki's passionately before he's pulling away to let out a small laugh.

"Wait. You're telling me you wanted to find Pluto and fix all the mistreatment it gets as a planet?"

You groan and break out of Loki's grasp. "Yes! And I wanted to live on Neptune, okay!"

[ragnarachael]

26 kiss list with Loki? Happy Valentine’s Day :D

26.) 'i was supposed to take a shower, alone, but go ahead jump right in''

yes. i love this and i love u anon. happy valentine's!! (most loki prompts will be written for my guitarist!loki au,, i assume that's obvious i'll try my best to make it a stand alone read but it's FUN TO ADD LORE OK)

loki taglist: @mushroomlupin @miniminwriting @mariahlaufeyson @lam-ila @sineads-art @rosaline-black @a-lonely-gray-couch​ @lokis-little-love @lokis-tigress

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!! | or request a kiss from this list!

Work was long and hard today. You worked a double and missed one of the newer studio sessions TR had for their latest album. You and Loki had planned to have a cute little dinner date afterwards, too.

Granted, there's always another day for that since you two live together, but you were so excited for today only for Helen to call out brutally sick. That added a bit more on your mind to worry about, since she never calls in sick. Thankfully she was okay and had her current boyfriend bringing her things.

You sighed, long and hard as you finally stumbled into your shared apartment with Loki, tossing your bag onto the couch without care. Your shoes slipped off easily at the door as you trudged to the bedroom.

Lisa was kind enough to let you have tomorrow and the next day off, apologizing for the day. She was sweet like that, and you couldn't find it in yourself to be angry with her about it. She was just as tired as you were at this point.

The bedroom was warmer than the rest of the place—that's not normal unless one of you was showering.

A smile pulled at your lips before you're peeling off your work attire a little faster than normal, opening the door to the bathroom once you're in nothing but your undergarments.

"Loki?" you call over the running water and music from the phone that was placed in your designated shower speaker cup.

"Yes!" Loki calls back, his tone just as melodic as the music. "Welcome home!"

You giggle quietly under your breath as your skin immediately warms up, peeling your sports bra and underwear off easily before you're casually climbing into the shower to be met with your naked boyfriend.

Loki's hands are massaging what looks to be your shared shampoo in his hair, half of his body standing under the stream of water while his back was turned to you.

"Thanks."

Loki doesn't jump, really. It would be stupid to do that in a shower. But his head whips around hard enough to have some of the soap in his hair fly out and smack into the tile wall.

You and Loki silently turn to look at the soap decorated wall before falling into laughter and looking at each other. After a few moments you take this opportunity to hug your somewhat dry body against Loki's wet one, feeling a little slicker already.

"Y'know," Loki starts playfully, his arms yet to be around you. "I was supposed to have this shower alone."

"Mhm," you hummed, rubbing your cheek along Loki's slick collar bones. "What about it?"

You know Loki's sigh is completely fake and he's trying not to laugh at your antics before his arms are around you firmly.

"Welcome in."

"Thank you kind sir, I'll have what you're having," you reply, pulling your face from his chest. "Helen's doing better, by the way."

Loki's quick to place a peck to your lips, soapy hair rinsing slightly down his body. "That's good. Is...whatever his face—"

"Jeremiah—"

"—right, Jeremiah, taking care of her?" Loki asks, his hands venturing a little closer to your lower back.

"Last I was told, yes. How was the studio today?"

Loki shrugs, and you lean up to press another kiss to his lips now.

"The studio. Thor keeps trying to add triangle to our new song and Brunn is close to beating him with it."

You laugh, shaking your head fondly at your friends. "Of course. Shouldn't have let him had it last album."

"It was either that or the cowbell. And I know you wouldn't listen if he used that." Loki's hands suddenly grab at your hips, and you're close to thinking this shower may lead to more than just showering. "Missed you today, though."

"Mm," you purr. "I'm sure you did. Keep your hands to yourself until I've washed my hair, work was gross."

Loki pouts down at you, soapy forehead pressing against your own.

"Fine. A kiss to hold me over?"

You sigh dramatically, not at all taking time to reply before leaning up and pressing your lips to his own a little harder than normal.

[ragnarachael]

84 & 97 with our beloved Loki <3333

84.) trying to deny your feelings, but attraction gets the best of you, and you push them up against the wall

97.) passionately making-out against a wall

u took away my guitarist loki rights, amphi how could u. (i am kidding but still,,,, good picks) anyway this has light mentions of the ship valkyrie/thor if ur not into it, sorry but for the purpose of this,, pls go w it

loki taglist: @mushroomlupin @miniminwriting @mariahlaufeyson @lam-ila @sineads-art @rosaline-black @a-lonely-gray-couch​ @lokis-little-love @lokis-tigress

rach's valentine's blurb session!! send in something and i'll write a drabble about it!! | or request a kiss from this list!

The wedding had gone smoothly, for lack of a better term. You did as Brunn and Thor asked, and you behaved with Loki as you both walked up and down the aisle together as Maid of Honor and Best Man.

You even played well during the beginning of the reception when you both had your entrance announced by the DJ. You laughed as he spun you around before you both found your seats at your designated table with the bride and groom's other bridesmaids and groomsmen.

No one could tell you're both trying to fall even more hopelessly more in love with the other.

Prior to the wedding, the two of you had to run and grab some things for Brunn, and since you didn't have your car, it only made sense Loki end up taking you in everyone's eyes.

And you wish you hadn't, because that's how you both confessed your feelings for each other, after years of mutual pining. You didn't want to make this day about you, and you didn't want to feed into the stereotypes you've heard where the MOH and BM end up fucking by the end of this.

You and Loki were good friends. That's it.

Or, well. It was it. But now, as you're helping clean up the rest of the decorations from the ceremony, Loki catches up to you. And next thing you know you're pinned to the wall of the reception hall and your lips are locked in a heated kiss with the best man, Loki Odinson.

"We shouldn't be doing this," you say quickly between kisses before Loki's pulling you back in. You can't help but laugh as he smothers it between his lips and tongue, the slightly rough wall digging into your skin through your dress.

Loki pulls away as if he's checking to be sure your makeup is thoroughly ruined before he speaks.

"I couldn't hold back, I'm sorry—"

"Shut the hell up and get back here," you laugh, knowing Loki's only saying that to seem like he's sorry before you're pulling him back into a kiss by his tie.