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i managed to stay up till 9 pm today holyyyy

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papa secured all my items & the neighbors were super nice about it, but i was still scared kahsk

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             𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 ! 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 ! 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒 !

semi - selective , mutuals only 18 + original character multi , written by rat .

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update: THEY HAVE MY FREAKING ANIME BOY OTOME GAME TOO ??? LIKE WHAT ARE THESE OLD PEOPLE DOING KEEPING THIS SHIT >????

a ton of money in goth bath supplies i ordered got delivered to the wrong house & i think it's dead ass my neighbors house where they hate me for the sound of my car i'm fucking ahlkwjhalaw rn, i'm literally thinking of sending my dad over after work. because i'm not going over there myself so they can shit on me for the fucking exhaust on my car lol

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a ton of money in goth bath supplies i ordered got delivered to the wrong house & i think it's dead ass my neighbors house where they hate me for the sound of my car i'm fucking ahlkwjhalaw rn, i'm literally thinking of sending my dad over after work. because i'm not going over there myself so they can shit on me for the fucking exhaust on my car lol

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Phrases/Actions that make me drop to my knees, ready to submit.

All 18+ Prompts- Please tag me if you use any cause I wanna read filth :)

“That’s it, fuck, that’s a good girl/boy.”

“You’re mine.”

“Is this ok?” As they stare up at you from in between your legs. (Consent is so fucking hot and important)

“Do that again- Shit, just like that, right there.”

Ghosting their lips against yours before pulling back with a smug smirk, making you chase them desperately.

Dragging one of their nails down the side of your neck and then middle of your chest.

“Please mark me, I want everyone to know I’m yours.”

“Spread your legs baby, that’s it… Wider.”

When they murmur pure filth into your ear while they’re touching you.

Fucking someone so good that they struggle to kiss you back.

Hands desperately clutching at one another, gasping into each other’s mouths as if you were starved of one another.

“On your knees.” While their fingers thread through your hair, guiding you onto the floor.

Smirking into a kiss/against your skin when you whimper at their touch.

“My little slut to ruin.”

Interlocking your fingers above your head while making out passionately.

Pulling them closer by the collar of their shirt or their belt.

“I’m yours. Only yours.”

“You’re in no position to tease baby, remember that.”

Soft, lazy kisses and innocent touches that turn bolder and more sinful as you just can’t resist each other.

“This is wrong.” “So wrong.” While continuing to pull at each others clothes, mind fogged with nothing but lust and arousal.

Want a Part 2?

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bringing my loki book into the therapist’s office like a precious object ( my therapist already knows about the loki centered autism )

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i don’t know how to put this into words but i feel like loki’s hair shines green in the light, as if it is almost a dark jade/raven mixture. she is like obsidian, if it was green 😭

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i get my hair freshly dyed & sewn this weekend, i cannot wait ☺️

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seal sticking tongue out gif

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calloused, scarred hands rip open the antiseptic wipe with ease. he is calm. pain is no stranger to him. surprisingly gentle does he hold loki's jaw in his massive palm. hands from a beast shouldn't be so soft, and yet... for a flicker of a moment, bane's thumb strokes over the soft skin on their cheek as he presses the wipe to the wound on his nose. "tell me," his tone is soft, even through the mask, "what does the other guy look like?" he would have laughed, if he could.

he doesn't fight against the hold, allowing his jaw to rest gently in the man's grip. he knows that he will help him, the pain will only get worse before it gets better. a soft touch to his cheek as he wipes down the open wound on her nose. it stings. her eyes threatening to close in a wince. the antiseptic is doing it's job, removing all the dirt from the cut. her face is covered in a layer of dust, all from destruction. she had caused quite a scene. letting her rage get the best of her, there was no limits to the havoc that ensued. what did the other guy look like? perhaps, the better question was - what was left of the city?

a laugh escapes her at his question, the one that he had failed to make himself. she knows that he will not judge her based on her actions. he is a man that brings chaos himself , someone that didn't allow laws to stop him. ❝  they might have stopped me, but they couldn't save everyone. ❞ sounding proud of himself, he doesn't regret what he had done. no remorse for the civilians caught in the crossfire of his rage. they were just another pawn in his game, a means to drag his brother out of hiding. ❝  the city is in ruin, and the avengers are scrambling to regain their favor. it's all i could have asked for. ❞ tilting her head some in his hand, she brushed her cheek against his thumb once more. ❝  do you think i was unjust in my actions? ❞

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LOKI had nothing but time, spending her free hours attending to a club for a college. she had been sent to midgard on account of her poor actions; spending most of her time simply trying to fit in. well, she had found somewhere ... a group of those who were also misfits. watching as he tacks the poster atop one for another group - she doesn't mumble a word, truly ... he would have done the same thing. this was about competition to a degree, they were trying to get members to join their group. though, they had wanted people who believed in magic. skeptics weren't necessarily welcome.

❝  it's been a long lifetime. ❞ he says, not denying his knowledge. ❝  they do exist, and they have powers just like you and i. though, they seem to hide better than anyone else. not wanting people to know that they are different. ❞ she points out, another poster pinned over someone's art club form. they were walking along the main strip, going from pin - board to pin - board with their fliers. occasionally handing one to the passing student.

TIME WAS ALL THEY HAD. Ryan didn't know how much of it he had. If his lifespan was limited, his daemon didn't inform him. Shadow wasn't all-knowing, but he knew more than he did. The club was made at his friend's urging. Once Loki's attention was attracted, he grew more hopeful. He wasn't alone anymore. Loneliness didn't drive him as much anymore. Wickerd had faith others would come. If he didn't sound confident, he wasn't used to being around others. Most of his days before the fall of Beltran, he spent his time twiddling his thumbs. His mind focused on what he was not. It was different now. "Yeah, I guess." Ryan tacked another on top of someone else's poster. A dick move, but he didn't care.

"You seem to know more than anyone." Ryan mused to himself as he moved to the other board a few feet away. "Mutants are a thing?" Of course they were. Who was he to judge? "I am. I mean — It brought you here. I thought for a while I was the only one. You proved me wrong."

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it seemed that she had convinced them to take a rest with her, watching as they took slow steps towards the cot. making some space next to herself, she pat the spot. ❝  a few minutes, it's nothing. ❞ she assured, doing her best to encourage her to take the smallest break.

it was impossible not to notice the signs of exhaustion with her. the way that her eyes were bloodshot, the way she walked - slow & languid. she had definitely needed more than a few minutes of rest, but LOKI would push for that when she managed to get her to lay down at all. the infirmary was practically empty at this point, no new patients to take care of; she had no reason to continue pushing herself. all of the paperwork could wait until later on.

pulling the blanket up over the two of them, he laid on his side to make some more room for her. the cot was small, but there was enough space to fit the both of them. the moment that her head hit the pillow, her eyes were closed; no doubt, in need of the rest.

You could use the rest...

Anne let out a long, slow breath. She really was tired. Exhausted, even. Her shift should have ended several hours ago but with the returning teams and their numerous injuries, everyone had stayed. Now that the crisis was over, the infirmary was starting to calm.

"A few minutes wouldn't hurt..." she murmured as she took one step then another towards the small cot. She looked at Loki as she drew closer. This close he was sure to see how red her eyes were.

"A few minutes," she said, her voice more sure the second time. "And then I'll have to go." She stretched out on the cot beside him, groaning softly as she lay down. "Just a few minutes..." she breathed as she closed her eyes.

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she was wise to his tricks, knowing that he wouldn't drink it if she gave him the chance. though, with his state at the moment - feigning drinking it wouldn't have helped him one bit. his head was aching & his body was sore, it would only come to help him in the end.

❝  your loyalty is appreciated - ❞ he pauses for a moment. ❝  though unexpected. ❞ most would have been spiteful to be in her position, having a child with him despite no longer being together. however, their parting hadn't been anything truly unsightly - he doesn't recall doing anything harsh to her, nor driving her away. it was simply a situational difference, not having the time to chase his goals & pursue love interests.

❝  i do recall, but i thought - so many years on midgard, it would have faded for you. do you still feel that so strongly? ❞ he questions, allowing her to help him prop himself up against the pillows. she had found him unconscious and he cannot say that he recalls the events that had led up to that. perhaps, a fight that had gone astray; rare, that he be bested, though still possible.

❝  very familiar. ❞ unfortunately so, he can recall the city from past events. though, he hadn't expected to find her here; unsure of what she had been doing with herself since she had come to the human realm.

Angrboða kept a hold of the elixir bottle, to make sure that he drank it all. Remembering times when he would fake drinking it. She knew they weren't the tastiest of things but they did the trick.

"You are the father to my child, of course I would help." Their separation wasn't anything bad in her mind. They drifted away, especially with how the Asgardian thought of her people. It was a brief love affair that resulted in the one thing she would love most out of all others.

She placed the Elixir on the bedside table before she moved to help him sit up properly "Did you forget that we are bonded? I felt you near and came to find you. And lucky I did. You were knocked unconscious."

When he was upright, she moved to sit the tray down on his lap, with the warm homemade chicken soup that she had made him plenty of times before. "You are on Midgard, New York... I believe you are familiar with the city."

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❝  ah, i see. so it's dead - but it's the foundation for others. what a shame that people forget their roots. ❞ watching her copy the symbols with striking accuracy, he draws a little heart next to her work to symbolize that she had done a perfect job. it was impressive to see how fast that she could catch onto such things, perhaps he would teach her more than just a few names sometime.

❝  i would love to see them. i know little about this stuff, but i know that it means a lot to you. my own interests have always been ... more magical. anything to do with sorcery - it's frowned upon where i come from. though, i am curious about the plants that you are interested in. ❞ he didn't know much about botanical science, nor the plants on the realm; some of them varied from where he was located & some didn't. it was hard to tell what was so different at times.

"latin is an old language, it's considered dead because people don't speak it but it is the foundation for a lot of other languages. arabic and sumerian are both older but i don't know much about them," she admits. with her chalk, lani does her best to copy the characters loki makes, once again looking to see if she did a good job. dusting off her hands on a nearby cloth, she turns to the god with a soft smile.

"i've always really liked drawing, and playing with chalk. i was able to take courses on drawing in college and have even been able to do scientific and botanical prints before. i can show you sometime if you want." somehow it makes her nervous to suggest such a thing, journals and sketchbooks have always been deeply personal to her. but lani knows that loki can be trusted, can see those parts of her.

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the man had been unconscious when he started to wipe at the blood, the touch seemingly bringing him back to his senses. the grip on his hand hadn't caused him to falter; a smile plastered across his face. thankfully, the man wasn't dead. ❝  glad to see that you are not yet deceased. you had me fooled for a moment. ❞ he chided, curling his fingers in the man's grasp. no reason to fight him, he hadn't been wiping the blood off of him for any heinous reason. it had simply been his means of making sure that the man still lived.

❝ always death with you, have you forgotten - we are working together. now, would you sit still for me?  ❞ he had been trying to give him the medical attention that the solider needed; something to hold him over for the rest of their mission. he was still a mortal, wounds could hold him back. LOKI had no intentions of finishing the job by himself. not when he had someone that could wield guns in the manner his partner could. it made things more simple - less work on his own part.

❂ = wiping blood off their face.

Frank whenced as a hand came across his unconscious face. Bolting him from his coma as he grabbed the God's wrist with a crushing grip. His only eye opening as it was bloodshot and red from the recent fight.

"You have a death wish.." he groaned. He knew Loki. Not personally but seen the things he's done in the past that hurt innocence." Your lucky I can't kill you..or else I would have."

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it was surprising how well the pajamas fit him, in the perfect color scheme too. it almost had seemed as if she had prepared them just for him, which - he wouldn't have put past her, she seemed prepared for just about any situation that life could throw at her.

settling down into the comfort of the mattress, he pulls the blanket up to his chin; slowly allowing himself to snuggle into a relaxed position. ❝  i eagerly await seeing your own home. ❞ he replied, closing his eyes as he spoke. ❝  good night. ❞ with that, their conversation for the night had come to a close; the sound of soft breathing was all that could be heard. the sounds of city outside the apartment kept him awake for some time, but eventually he was able to turn it into white noise. drifting off to sleep once he grew accustomed to it.

"Thanks." Kat smiled, thinking he was sweet for the gesture and grateful her back wouldn't suffer the couch. She saw how the sleepwear fit, and wow, it looked great on Loki. The color palette really fit him.

She went to the bed and got on to get comfortable. "Yes it has. I hope it's been enjoyable so far. It was only fair since you showed me your home." Resting her head on a pillow. "Goodnight Loki." Closing her eyes to drift to sleep.