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Blood and Music

Chapter Two: “Well, the Seals Represent Love and Hate and…”

In which James struggles with the memories of how he rescued Maila while still attempting to keep the most erratic man on the planet safe in front of a crowd of 80,000 concert-goers. 

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James had always been one to sit back and watch.

It used to unnerve his mother, who’d always ask, “What are you looking at?”

Everything. He watched everything. How Billy’s back muscles would twitch, meaning he was thinking about bolting from the room and doing something ill-advised. The shadow of someone moving in the left hall, which was meant to be cleared. That there were three exits from the dressing room and only one led to a safe passage outside the building. 

And he watched the flurry around Maila as Marcelle quickly put together an outfit for her. “Can we use the leggings and riding boots you’re wearing?” the stylist asked, measuring her quickly and heading for a clothing rack.

“That’s fine,” Maila was looking around the dressing room calmly, watching Billy put up a fuss about the inordinate amount of product being dumped into his flyaway hair and how quickly and perfectly the drummer, Nigel, could put on eyeliner without a mirror. James smiled a little at her interest as Marcelle came back and attempted to yank her sweater over her head.

“Stop.”

Her voice was still calm, but it was frigid and everyone in the room heard it. The stylist backed away, “Oh, sorry, sorry! I’m just used to these idiots here and-”

“It’s fine. I’ll change in the back, just give me what you want me to wear.” Maila wore a perfectly pleasant expression, but her words thudded down like bricks. Uncompromising.

“Uh, great. Brilliant! If you’ll just head back and take off your sweater, I’ll bring back the jacket and top hat…” the stylist backed away, nodding vigorously. “Oh, and take off your bra please the jacket is quite low cut!”

When I carried her out of the warehouse, James thought, she didn’t let go of me for hours. She screamed when the medics tried to touch her to treat the- 

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Claiming His Prize

Warnings 18+ for the following:- Non-Consensual Sex, Dubious Consensual Sex, Kidnapping, Penetrative Sex, Oral (m & f receiving), Fingering, Implied Edging, Use of Pet Name. Seriously do not read if any of this upsets you, the warnings are there for a reason. Feedback is welcomed and any mistakes are my own.

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Pairings:- soft dark!Loki x Female Reader.

Author’s Note 1: Qualifying for @cockslut-padalecki @sweeterthanthis Love (To Challenge) Yourself Challenge since I have never before written for Loki (see prompt in bold), this little gift for the wonderfully talented @lokislastlove was inspired by the beautiful new theme change that once again is minus her beloved Asgardian prince (😂naughty girl😂). Hope anyone who reads this enjoys it as much as I did writing it.

Author’s Note 2:- As always, all images have been found through google search.

Synopsis:- What will you do when the Asgardian God of Mischief comes calling?

Total Word Count:- 3,892

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I’ll Break Your Heart Before You Break Mine

An Avengers/Loki Holidays from Hel tale…

This is actually something I wrote for the Holidays from Hel series a couple of years ago. But while I’m struggling to finish The Birdcage, I thought I’d throw this out there. Happy almost Valentine’s Day and remember, you don’t need no stinkin’ Valentine! I’ll be your Valentine! I’ll tell you how attractive and clever you are, so interesting and delightful.

If you can, listen to the beautiful “Takeaway” from The Chainsmokers and Illenium as you read this - such a wonderful inspiration!

The first time Loki had seen a Valentine, he approached it with the same look of disgust one would give a used litter box.

“What is this cloying monstrosity?” he queried, holding the little card up by his thumb and forefinger.

“Well…” Mina’s brow furrowed. “Oh, of course. This is your first Valentine’s Day on Ear- Midgard, isn’t it?” Her boyfriend (?) beau (?) Supreme Overlord of Sex (!) was by now lounging elegantly on his suede couch, arms stretched along the top of it and legs sprawled obscenely. As usual. “This is a Valentine, it’s from my niece in Wisconsin.”

One dark brow arched. “Explain?”

“Well, you create little cards and give them to people you care about, family, friends…” she coughed a little and added quickly, “boyfriends. They’re usually heart-shaped, pink or red, and-”

“The human heart is not shaped like that,” Loki interrupted, “I’ve torn them still beating from the chests of my enemies and they more resemble-”

“No trips down memory lane, brother!” Thor interrupted with perfect timing, which was extremely unusual. “We must make ready. There is a new mission.” He’d slammed open the door to Loki’s suite, knowing it infuriated his brother every time.

With a sigh, Loki stood, waving one pale hand and was instantly clad in his dark green armor. "And who might we be engaging? More angry Dark Elves? The crossbred Jotunn ice bear? A blood witch from the Grievous Clan?”

“No, Professor Snape, they’re … what did you call them, Thor?” Tony Stark rambled into the apartment, standing over Loki, who had reseated himself with an uncomfortable Mina on his lap. She’d tried to pop up when Thor casually broke in, but Loki’s arm came down like an iron bar to keep her in place.

Thor was nosing around the fresh-baked muffins on the counter. “They are Plesticites, do you remember battling them on the Wandering Moons of Alfheim, brother?”

Loki groaned audibly. The aforementioned creatures were multi-limbed monstrosities that spat secretions as thick as tar and vile as vomit. “And why are they here on Midgard?” he snarled, “Why did Heimdall not raise the alarm before these sacs of pus found a wormhole?”

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BLOODLINE ➳ Tom Hiddleston (part six)

➳ a/n: here's a new installment of Bloodline! i hope you enjoy!

➳ summary: One year after the death of the woman he fell hopelessly in love with, mafia boss Tom Hiddleston has found himself in a troubling situation. After trying to confiscate territory that once belonged to Y/N Sinclair’s deceased husband, Hayes, each time that he moves in for the taking, his ties are severed by a new threat that has entered London, a man by the name of Damon Valentine. Word around proclaims Damon to be the most vicious and diabolical don who is out for the #1 spot in London. When Tom demands a meeting with the crime boss, Damon suddenly turns the tables on Tom, but little do they know… Someone’s out to get them both.

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➳ warnings: will feature 18+ themes! fighting, smut, suggestive content

➳ WHITE LINE [first book] | BLOODLINE masterlist | previous chapter

The search was on for Morgan. A week had passed since Alec informed you that she had been kidnapped, and your nerves were on edge. You practically canceled all of your meetings, only sending Anthony and Chris ahead of you to handle matters. Sebastian was working his utmost hardest to ensure you were kept safe and sane, truly not wanting to see you break. The two of you may just experience a physical relationship, but he did care about you.

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Oh, I Could Just... EAT YOU UP!

An Avenger’s “Holidays in Hel” Halloween tale.

Chapter One: When Did Unicorn Poop Become a Thing? In which Loki and Mina realize that no holiday is safe from the epic round of truly bad luck that the Avengers have when celebrating the most innocent of times…

“You’re expecting me to do what?”

Loki was lounging - elegantly, of course - against a pillar in the huge common room where the Avengers tended to gather when not on missions or getting patched up in the Medbay. He was sartorial perfection in a bespoke Tom Ford suit in onyx. Mina paused from shoveling the candy into one of the massive bowls to smile at him, a little misty with appreciation over his sheer beauty. Her- not her boyfriend, the God of Mischief and Lies could never be called something so ridiculous, her beau? Her partner? Her… Apparently, Loki had been speaking to her because he’d paused, looking at her peevishly.

“Sorry, Loki. I was admiring how unreasonably beautiful you are in that suit, but yeah… just pass out some candy to the trick or treaters? For the media coverage? To make you look… uh… caring?”

Mina said the right thing, of course. The fine lines around his glittering emerald eyes faded away. “Of course you were, darling. This is understandable. I shall repeat myself. You cannot possibly…” He picked up a violently colored package luridly branded as “Unicorn Poop!” pinched between his thumb and forefinger, the way one might hold a dirty diaper. “…Expect me to touch these vile things, much less give them to children?” Loki’s sneer was quite credible, but you knew he was posturing. He liked children, though he would rather cut his hair than admit it. He had been shockingly kind to Amelia, Mina’s niece, last New Year’s when her skeevy brother and his wife dumped their daughter in her’s and Loki’s laps and hoofed it to the airport for a Caribbean vacation. 

“The stuff is hideous,” she admitted, “but this is the crap kids love now, everything is ‘unicorn,’ or ‘poop.’ Or the blissful combination of both.” Loki tossed the lurid sweet back into the pile in the bowl. “Tony got a tractor-trailer full of the stuff from this candy maker he’s doing business with. The man is some sort of real-life Willy Wonka.” 

“Hmm,” Loki could even make a humming noise sound deeply disapproving. “Is that the bizarre little gentleman I’ve seen Tony squiring around the tower?”

As if he knew he’d been called, Stark strolled into the room, skirting the cases upon cases of candy piled high around the room. “I gotta admit, Horo, this is enough candy to trick or treat the entire state’s population of kids into a sugar coma.”

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Sketches de Lady Lucille, sad sad Lucille

Brie Larson

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Tom Hiddleston - Fandom, British Actor RPF, Jaguar “British Villains” Commercial, Marvel Rating: Explicit (Ch 1 is General, but Ch 2 and 3 are smutty) Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Tom Hiddleston/Original Female Character(s), Tom Hiddleston/Reader, Tom Hiddleston & Original Female Character(s), Tom Hiddleston & Original Female Character(s) of Color, Tom Hiddleston & Reader, Tom Hiddleston & You, Tom Hiddleston & Original Character(s), Tom Hiddleston & Original Child Character(s), Tom Hiddleston/Original Character(s), Tom Hiddleston/Original Female Character(s) of Color, Tom Hiddleston/You Characters: Tom Hiddleston, Professor Hiddleston, Original Female Character(s) Additional Tags: Actor Tom Hiddleston, Tom Hiddleston Is A Sweetheart, Dad Tom Hiddleston, Protective Tom Hiddleston, POV Tom Hiddleston, Tom Hiddleston In A Suit, Tom Hiddleston Feels, Professor Tom Hiddleston, Eventual Smut, Eventual Sex, Eventual Romance, Eventual Relationships, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, Domestic Fluff, Fluff and Humor, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Christmas Fluff, Family Fluff, Christmas, Christmas Party, Christmas Presents, Christmas Eve, Christmas Tree, Christmas Smut, Christmas Decorations, First Christmas, Christmas Dinner, Christmas Music, Inspired by A Christmas Carol, Christmas Morning, Christmas Miracles, First Dates, Coffee Shops, Bakery and Coffee Shop, Alternate Universe - Teachers, Single Parents, Mistletoe

Summary:

Mr Hiddleston has long admired Cole’s mother, Filomena, but he never had the gall to ask her out. Lucky for him, fate has a Christmas miracle up its sleeve, a smutty one at that, too.

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“Thank you, for this evening. I have thoroughly enjoyed myself.” 

“It was my pleasure,” she said in a quiet voice. She didn’t want the evening to end and she certainly didn’t want to lose their connection. She made a split-second decision, not typical of herself.

“Wait, uh,” she fished through her purse and pulled out a postcard.

“I’m having a small party at my place on Christmas Eve. I don’t know if you’re interested or not, but, here you go…” she trailed off as she handed him the invite. He accepted and glanced over it. The card was pretty, the borders designed with a candy cane pattern. In the middle, was the event, time and address.

“I’ll think about it.”

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You've Got Sucker's Luck: Chapter 36

The words Laufeyson, Loki caught his attention as he went to dry his eyes. He was wearing a hospital bracelet, of all things — his name being the only useful piece of identifying information, he noted. UNKNOWN and hashtags comprised the remainder of the text, aside from his birthdate, which was truncated.

Thor must have filled out the forms, he noted absently.

“I’ll let you in on a secret,” he said finally.

Brynn gracelessly wiped her nose on the front of his shirt and peered up at him.

“What?”

“I’ve already died twice,” he answered, smiling down at her tear-stained face. “I’m like a bad habit. I always come back.”

She dubiously chewed the inside of her lip, trying to determine whether she wanted to know if was telling the truth or merely placating her with empty reassurances. She finally decided she did not wish to pursue this line of inquiry any further, and asked a different question altogether:

“How much do you remember?”

Loki looked back at his bracelet, avoiding her eyes. The edges were starting to shred, evidence that Brynn had been playing with it while she was waiting for him to wake up – which meant she had not spent the entirety of his recovery curled up in a chair, out of arm’s reach.

The thought warmed him, and he was able to muster the courage to answer her.

“Everything,” he ventured, eyes drifting to her mouth. “Up until…”

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Summary: Loki's half-hearted attempt at redemption careens wildly off-course when he encounters a young woman who was injured in a Chitauri blast that left her widowed, able to sense magic, and with no memory of the Battle of NY...or Loki. Post TDW, Loki/OFC, slow burn.

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I’ve been working on chapter 2 of my Magnus story, which will start posting next week. Here’s a peek:

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