amanuensis

You went on adventures with them. I am simply a source of documentation. REQUESTS & ASK OPEN :D

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Hiii! I love your writing and I'm especially in love with 'Can't you even keep a bakery running'. I love the way you describe Haytham. Is it possible to see next part soon? 💜💙

Thank you! I’m glad you like Haytham, he’s been a lot of fun to write. I have a half-baked part three sitting here in front of me, but for you I’ll see if I can’t polish it up and get it out there <3

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Iso-update

I know it’s been literally a whole year but I can explain! 

When you last heard from me, I was living/working in California; I’ve since transplanted to the east coast and changed jobs a couple times. There have been lots of changes for me over the last year!

One of those changes is, as you may be able to guess, the current global situation. I’m currently in a state with an active shelter-in-place order (a visit that was supposed to be temporary but here we are) and have absolutely nothing better to do than bend to the whims of fancy and drink wine. 

In an effort to keep my brain from slowly stewing into mush, I’m opening requests!  I’ve updated my ask/request guidelines (which you can find here). My ask page is here. I’m sure most of you are just as numbly bored as I am, so if there’s anything that will make self-isolation a little brighter for you, let me make it for you! You’ll be doing me a favor, too :P

I’m looking forward to hearing from you! I will of course post anything that may arise from being struck by muse between the fridge and pinterest. 

Love you all <3

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You bored, or feeling artsy but don’t have any inspiration...? *updated!*

Do you need to distract yourself? Or are you simply bored? Here are some great websites to make the time pass.

create pixel art

Awesome photo editor and art program, all free…!

Totally free transparent textures

make a cute chibi

draw some cool generative art

be a graffiti creator

create a picassohead (you don’t need to be a picasso to do so)

paint online

another awsome site to create pixel art on

and another one

create your own mandala

or color one

create an avatar

or you can try creating your own superhero

here you can interact with organisms in different environments to see how to music changes

here’s a website that translates the time into hexidecimal colours,

Here is a website where you can travel along a 3D line into the infinite unkown

here is a website where you can listen to rain with or without music

Need a model in a certain pose for drawing? here

Want to build your own planet

here is a website where you can create your own galaxies

make your own pattern (very useful if you need a new background)

create next hit comic

make a city which looks like something from 90′s games

draw a mandala like design

jig saw puzzles

more jig saw puzzles to solve

create a stunning HTML5 animation - no coding!

make a movie

create and dress up dolls

play a piano

you can also play a guitar

create sounds

another sound creator

create a logo

design your dream home

sketch rooms

explore fashion trends and create your own sets

build a website

try this app for building a website

Or maybe start learning how to code!

design your own t-shirt or a beanie or sweatpants and order them

design your own phone case

pretend to be a graphic designer with this cool online tool

Make your own Glitch art

Here’s another glitch art maker

And another!

Holy hell, here’s a third!

make an image look like it was created by a commodore 64

freaking cool text generator!

Easy to use word processor

Make up really cool patterns or run your photos through it :)

Write an essay on anything with no hassle

Wanna see how something you write would look like if it was on JacksFilms YGS((Your Grammar Sucks videos on YouTube))?

Make pictures out of text

ASCII word generator

Need an idea for some fanart-here :D

mario

cubefield

sleep calculator essay typer

rice questions

maths 

artsy-fartsy pretty thing

quotes

survive nature

rain

tumblr music

calming rain

themes

backgrounds [x] 

loads of references

Still haven’t found something that would float your boat? Try these:

watch a documentary

learn to code

do something yourself

workout with the help of this great youtube channels

learn things

play pokemon or zelda or other awesome old school games

waste your time on miniclip

play games at additing games

or try games at agame

calm your thoughts

the quiet place

it will be okay

vent or listen to someone

pour out your soul

explore the sky

look at art from around the world

virtually visit museum of iraq

explore world with arounder

create a music playlist

list through rare books

scroll useful science website

create sand art

brain games

try out tastekid and discover new favorite band or movie or book

interactive 3D anatomy

random street view

post a secret

create a family tree

find our what’s the difference between x and y

help scientists and become volunteer researcher

create your own font

read a classic short story

In the mood to read, but not sure exactly what book to go for?

scribble on maps

listen to letters

play with acrobots

listen to podcasts

make a bucket list

Ever want to see the most truly useless websites in creation?

Prank a friend with this blue screen of death!

Zone out watching the colors drip down

Sprite generator!

Face Generator/Creator!

Maybe none of these peeked your interest-maybe you’ve been wanting to create an o.c, but never really knew how to start-or you just enjoy making O.C’s….Or maybe you have a Gemsona that you want to create, but don’t have the energy to draw!

This masterlist is to help you in making your own OCs….it can also apply to developing RP characters i suppose! (´ヮ`)!

Gemsona stuffs;

Just a straight up character gemsona creator

Here’s another

Not sure what gem to go with, or where? 

OR maybe your unsure about more than just that?

How to Write Better OCs:

basic tips on how to make your oc even better

tragic backstory? learn how to write one/make yours great

writing specific characters

a wordier, great guide on how to develop your character

kick out those vague descriptions and make them AWESOME

Character Development:

how to actually make an OC

Q&A (to develop characters)

more Q&As

giving your character a backstory

how to write an attractive character

Need an Appearance idea?

Humanoid generator? check

Here’s another one

and maybe if you didn’t like those this’ll work

Need Monsterpeople?

Well, then here ya’ go

Maybe you need Cats?

Diversity

adding more racial diversity

avoiding tokenism, AKA, how to add diversity to your cast not just because you “need” it

writing sexuality and gender expression (doesnt include non binary, if you have a good ref to that, please add on!)

masterpost on writing more diversity into your story

cultures of the world

guides to drawing different ethnicities (not just a great art reference, but also really helpful in appearance descriptions!)

Mary Sue/Gary Stu

Test to see if your character is a Sue

Explains subdivisions of Sues/Stus

Powerful Characters Don’t Have to Be Sues

Villains

villain generator

need an evil sounding name for your evil character? bam

villain archetypes

what’s your villain’s motive for being a villain?

Relationships

character perceptions (What your character thinks of themselves and what others think of them)

how to write strong relationships between two characters

8 ways to write better characters and develop their relationships with others

OCxLove Interest Handbook

develop your couple with good ol’ Q&A!

how to write realistic relationships

how to write relatives for your characters (this is more OC related to a canon character, but will help in writing family members in general)

ARCHETYPES

12 common archetypes

8 archetypes for male/female characters

female archetypes (goes pretty indepth from two main categories)

a list of archetypes

NAMES

how to name your character

random name generator

most common surnames

surnames by ethnicity

APPEARANCE

tips for better design

basic appearance generator

pinterest board for character design (includes NSFW and images of skeletons/exposed muscle (?) so tread carefully!)

clothing ref masterpost

Clothing generator

Another clothing generator

More clothing generator

Aaaand even more

Steam punk clothing

Char Style preference

Dress Generator

DETAILS

give your character better powers

a list of professions

proactive vs reactive characters

positive and negative traits

interest generator

skills generator

motivation generator

123 ideas for character flaws

list of phobias

Oh shit someone died

Backgrounds and stuff? yep

Quirks

Personality. you need that shit

Need something fandom related?

City generator hell yeah

location? got ya

World-building?

make your own god damn laws

Landscape.

Need Item names?

Fantasy/sci-fi/etc. medicine names

Stuff to make things more interesting.Weapons, clothes, treasures… whatever your characters need.

Item & Artifact Generators

Other stuffs!

Genre, Plot, & Story Prompt Generators

How did your characters meet?

Fanfic plots. you bet your ass.

Other Other stuffs!

Wanna make a custom minecraft skin?

Well then these’ll work!

This one too~

WAIT!…if none of that worked, then maybe you want to make a southpark style character?

Here!

Well, this one’s nice too~

And another..

Aaaand another!

UNDERTALE STUFFS;

Undertale character speech box creator!

Want inspiration for an Undertale Oc?

OR a super Edgy Undertale Theory generator?

Maybe you just want to read some funny Sans Puns!

TMNT STUFFS;

How about a TMNT creator?

Or a TMNT meme generator..

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Cold or Messy?

Oooh I have both! 

From a snotlout x reader for someone on ao3; “Drink this,” she told him, “slowly. The cold will help the swell, and the poppy and honey will help the sting.”

And from,,, another snotlout bit, actually; She surveyed the materials spread out before her. “Odin’s beard, how did I make such a mess?”

Thanks for asking :D

[nerddface]

A Game

Send me a word! If it's in one of my works in progress, I'll reply to the ask with the sentence it's in. If not, I’ll write a little blurb with it :)

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For the café ask prompts (if you’re still answering that sort of thing): Peppermint tea and blueberry-muffin tea? Thanks! Great to see things from this blog pop up again!

marie i know this is u ,,, come off anon and FACE ME LIKE A MAN

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Nevermind im dumb (and off anon now) I found it! The tag is just his full name and not just his first ok THANKS QUEEN

Lol my bad actually, you’re actually one of a few people who’ve asked about Legolas’ tagging. I’ve updated it so you can search him with just his first name :)) Welcome to the blog, I’m glad to have you <3 <3 

[sixohthree]

I’m a Pisces and that’s why I gotta go home.

[lambily-deactivated20200702]

I am a Taurus and now I’m gonna puke

[dapperalbinobudgie]

I am an Aries and that’s why I’m going into the air and I have a good boy.

[atmosis-archive]

I am a Sagittarius and that’s why I’m not doing it right away

[digletteer]

I’m a Pisces and that’s why I wanna try the app a good night sexy to me

[seabassapologist]

I am a Gemini and that’s why I didn’t think

[loxalare]

I am a Scorpio and that’s why I forgot what you are

[reallycoolsoup]

I am a Taurus and that’s why I am going to get something to eat you want anything

[cranberrybogfrog]

I am a Taurus and that’s why you are my favorite person in the world and I’m so happy that you love me

[arcana-rowdymoi]

I am a virgo and that’s why i believe in the same time i am on vacation

[katherine-the-apprentice-deacti]

I am a Sagittarius and that’s why we have to do.

[curiouser-and-curiouser-fics]

I am a Cancer and that’s why y’all have a great day

[nerddface]

I am a Libra and that's why I'm not a DRILL sergeant (?yeah??)

[ghostboymode]

GET IN MY BUSINESS PLEASE:

The meaning behind my url:

A picture of me:

How many tattoos i have and what they are:

Last time i cried and why:

Piercings i have:

Favorite band:

Biggest turn offs:

Top 5 (insert subject):

Tattoos i want:

Biggest turn ons:

Age:

Ideas of a perfect date:

Life goal:

Piercings i want:

Relationship status:

Favorite movie:

A fact about my life:

Phobia:

Middle name:

Height:

Are you a virgin?

What’s your shoe size?

What’s your sexual orientation?

Do you smoke, drink, or take any drugs?

Someone you miss:

What’s one thing you regret?

First celebrity you think of when someone says attractive:

Favorite ice cream?

One insecurity:

What my last text message says:

Have you ever taken a picture naked?

Have you ever painted your room?

Have you ever kissed a member of the same sex?

Have you ever slept naked?

Have you ever danced in front of your mirror?

Have you ever had a crush?

Have you ever been dumped?

Have you ever stole money from a friend?

Have you ever gotten in a car with people you just met?

Have you ever been in a fist fight?

Have you ever snuck out of your house?

Have you ever had feelings for someone who didn’t have them back?

Have you ever been arrested?

Have you ever made out with a stranger?

Have you ever met up with a member of the opposite sex somewhere?

Have you ever left your house without telling your parents?

Have you ever had a crush on your neighbor?

Have you ever ditched school to do something more fun?

Have you ever slept in a bed with a member of the same sex?

Have you ever seen someone die?

Have you ever been on a plane?

Have you ever kissed a picture?

Have you ever slept in until 3?

Have you ever loved someone or miss someone right now?

Have you ever laid on your back and watched cloud shapes go by?

Have you ever made a snow angel?

Have you ever played dress up?

Have you ever cheated while playing a game?

Have you ever been lonely?

Have you ever fallen asleep at work/school?

Have you ever been to a club?

Have you ever felt an earthquake?

Have you ever touched a snake?

Have you ever ran a red light?

Have you ever been suspended from school?

Have you ever had detention?

Have you ever been in a car accident?

Have you ever hated the way you look?

Have you ever witnessed a crime?

Have you ever pole danced?

Have you ever been lost?

Have you ever been to the opposite side of the country?

Have you ever felt like dying?

Have you ever cried yourself to sleep?

Have you ever sang karaoke?

Have you ever done something you told yourself you wouldn’t?

Have you ever laughed until something you were drinking came out your nose?

Have you ever slept with someone at least 5 years older or younger?

Have you ever kissed in the rain?

Have you ever sang in the shower?

Have you ever made out in a park?

Have you ever dream that you married someone?

Have you ever glued your hand to something?

Have you ever got your tongue stuck to a flag pole?

Have you ever gone to school partially naked?

Have you ever been a cheerleader?

Have you ever sat on a roof top?

Have you ever brushed your teeth?

Have you ever been too scared to watch scary movies alone?

Have you ever played chicken?

Have you ever been pushed into a pool with all your clothes on?

Have you ever been told you’re hot by a complete stranger?

Have you ever broken a bone?

Have you ever been easily amused?

Have you ever laughed so hard you cried?

Have you ever mooned/flashed someone?

Have you ever cheated on a test?

Have you ever forgotten someone’s name?

Have you ever met someone who didn’t seem real?

Give us one thing about you that no one knows.

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👀

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W A R

Characters: Loki Laufeyson, vague OC/maybe Reader

Warnings: Nothing :)

Word count: 548

Notes: Conceptual, sort of freeform poetry...ish? Idk just a concept that I enjoyed tbh

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Loki had always known war. He was taught the etiquette of battle hardly after he knew what the concept was, and he had lifted daggers just past lifting a pen. War, subterfuge, even betrayal was an art form.

Humanity had no such concept. War was fought with abandon, entirely free of the strict codes of conduct that he had been bound by in Asgard. Humans played dirty, until their last breath. And she was the living embodiment of it. She was bold, fiery, unwilling to back down in the face of anything. She knew no rules-- if there was something she wanted, there was nothing in all the nine realms that could keep it from her. He was quite sure she had never known the word polite, let alone practiced it. He was horrified.

And he was obsessed.

He was furious to learn that he didn’t frighten her. Even the strongest of those he had encountered in his many battles could be turned by just the right flash of his wicked grin, a flick of his razor-sharp daggers, and a trick of the mind. She stood stony in the face of all of he could throw at her. He lusted after every second she would give him, first under the pretense of bending her to his will, but it swiftly turned on him and he lost himself in her fury.

Every touch, every fleeting look, every stolen, molten kiss left him craving more, and War was cruel enough to deprive him of all of it. She had taken him hostage, unequivocally, and he had absolutely no desire to leave. War wanted blood, and he was willing to give it to her. He let it litter bruises across his skin, make him scream until his throat was raw. It drew the very vitality from his veins, and he gave it up without a fight.

She was a barely-contained fire, a cannon held back by a scant thread of patience. The Avengers used her, but they feared her. Loki watched her ravage through the world, ripping through every opposition put up around her. She tore her enemies to shreds, in whatever way would drive her message home. She fought till the last man standing, the last scrap of breath she could force from her chest. War arrived in a blinding flash, and was over just as suddenly.

War lingered long after she departed him, haunting his steps and lurking in shadowy corners. Long after the wounds of the dance had vanished, long after the hot, dark nights and the tempest of passion that she was. She festered in the minds of everyone who crossed the path she had razed, burned like embers in their bellies. There wasn’t a soul spared, not a life around her that she had not dug her claws into, that had not been affected when she was rent from them. Try as he might to leave her behind, to return to some sense of peace and normalcy, he could still feel the thrill of battle rush through him when he found her in fleeting nights and reckless humans whose eyes burned with her fire. War branded where she touched, and he would never be free of the scars.

War was a woman, and War took all.

[sassycolortheorist101-blog]

some fucking resources for all ur writing fuckin needs

* body language masterlist

* a translator that doesn’t eat ass like google translate does

* a reverse dictionary for when ur brain freezes

* 550 words to say instead of fuckin said

* 638 character traits for when ur brain freezes again

* some more body language help

(hope this helps some ppl)

[nerddface]

TWO

Characters: Loki Laufeyson, Reader

Warnings: Nothing :)

Word count: 2119 jeez how does this keep happening

Notes: Inspired by Sleeping At Last's "Two". Enjoy!

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Loki didn’t know he ended up here. He was so lost in his own thoughts that he didn’t even realize he had wandered from the training arena to Y/N’s door until her voice called from within, “come on in!” Had he knocked?

Rather than be a coward and an idiot and turn to flee, he steeled himself and turned the handle.

Her space was as comfortable and inviting as ever, but the soft golden light from her lamps and the assortment of cozy rugs and throw pillows couldn’t compare to the welcoming eyes of Y/N.

“Loki!” she exclaimed, the look on her face so bright that he could do nothing but stare, enraptured. “I haven’t seen you in a while! Come in, make yourself at home.”

He slapped a cordial smile on his face and hoped she couldn’t tell his heart rate had increased significantly as she greeted him, extending a hand to lead him in. He noticed her stop herself from leaning in about an arm's length away, but her expression didn't change.

“You look a little tired,” she remarked. “When did you last eat? Before you remind me, I know Asgardians don’t really work the way humans do. But I also know they’ve got you working some kind of training program out there, and that must be exhausting.”

“I can manage,” he said, and then wished he felt comfortable enough to tell her the truth- he was exhausted, not only physically, but mentally, and emotionally.

“Let me put on some tea,” she suggested, and her hand brushed his, causing a shock to surge up his spine. “You can come sit at the counter if you want.”

He followed her to the kitchen and perched himself on a bar stool, watching her busy herself with tidying the counters. “Sorry it’s a mess,” she mused. “I haven’t gotten around to cleaning up from my baking last night. The, ah, cookies are in that jar by the wall, there, if you want one.”

As it so often happened in her presence, Loki found he had nothing to say. The air around them stilled as she bustled around the kitchen, and his chest bubbled with words that wouldn’t come past his lips. To save the encounter from becoming more awkward, if nothing else, he managed to force out a question.

“How are you faring?”

Y/N chuckled breathlessly, and brushed the question aside with a handful of flour. “Ah, same old with me. What have you been up to? I hardly see you anymore. The boys aren’t being too hard on you, are they?” She paused and turned to face him, her expression set. “Tell me if they are, I’ll set them straight.”

He shook his head, a smile stealing his lips at her thoughtfulness. “I’m quite alright.”

She peered at him for a moment longer before accepting his answer and returning to her tidying. “If you say so. If they ever are, let me know. I’ll pummel some courtesy into ‘em.” Her eyes twinkled as she pounded a fist into her palm, creating a small cloud of flour.

“I will keep it in mind.”

Satisfied, Y/N finished her tidying and set a pot of water on the stove. She turned to her cookie jar, and spoke as she retrieved two of the pastries.

“I know you said you’d be fine, but Asgard doesn’t have my great-gramma’s chocolate chip cookies, and you have my guarantee that they make everything better.”

The look in her eyes was something he couldn’t refuse. She grinned as he relented and accepted the treat, and she dug into her own. He nibbled, glancing around her counter and wishing he weren’t such a blithering idiot.

“Now,” she started, her voice changing slightly. “Tell me how you’re really feeling.”

Loki, taken slightly aback by her sudden and forward question, swallowed a little too hard and suppressed a cough. Y/N, unfazed, turned to pour him a glass of water, which he accepted gratefully. Once he got control of his breath, he spoke.

“Beg your pardon?”

She smiled at him, warm, attentive, and painfully lovely, and tapped her chest with one finger. “Empath, remember? You walked in here with this big ol’ stormcloud over your head, pretending like it’s not there.” Her face changed, her beautiful smile turning down. “You know you can talk to me, right? I’m not a healer just out there.”

Loki lowered his hands to the counter and glared at the cookie. He knew he should have bailed when he first realized where he was. Of course she would be able to read through him. By now, any of the Tower could tell something was off, empath or no. He sighed-- he was trapped, now, and what was the harm in confiding in her a little? Just enough to get her off his back.

“I... admit I am tired.”

Y/N remained quiet, waiting for him to elaborate.

“This is... not what I’m used to. It has been trying to... to get across to the team. I have been participating in their glorified brawls for months, but I am still treated as nothing more than a dastardly villain. To see Thor interact so freely with them, and to be so cut off, even as I am practically prostrating myself out there -- which is humiliating, might I add -- to-- to say it’s disheartening would be an understatement. I understand their reservations, believe me, I would not trust me if our positions were reversed, but I cannot seem to convince anyone of my reform. I don’t know what to do to show them that I mean well, or, at least, that I don’t mean ill. I find that I wish I could consult my mother, and then I remember that it is my fault she-- ”

He caught himself, suddenly, with the shocking sting of tears welling in his eyes, realizing how much he’d inadvertently laid bare. He swiftly schooled his expression and crushed the festering emotion in his chest.

“Forgive me. I didn't mean to get out of hand.”

He refused to meet Y/N’s eyes, and flinched when she slid her fingers over his. She pried his hands from the fists he hadn’t realized he’d made, and forced his palms open, laying her hands flat atop them.

“Don’t apologize. Talking it out is healthy.”

The tea kettle began to whistle, and she retreated to fetch it. He found his hands, of their own accord, trying to follow her. He sat in silence, struggling to keep his composure, as she fixed their tea, and placed a steaming cup before him. She took up his hands again and held them tightly, but didn’t say anything yet. He watched amber swirl around the tea bag, sweetening the water.

Y/N broke the silence after a long minute. “Loki.”

Her tone made him lift his eyes. “It’s okay if you can’t find the right words yet. You don’t have to be perfect. It’ll take time out there, they all have issues the same as you. We’re all a little broken, on this team. I would know.” she smiled softly, but it did little for his mood. “And we’re all trying to work it out at the same time. They’re really not the best at making friends.”

She shook their joined hands gently, for emphasis. “But I am here to help you. Nothing that it said in this apartment ever leaves this apartment. If it’ll help you to offload, this is a safe place to do it.”

“I don’t want to weigh on you,” he admitted, quietly, after a long moment of silence. She huffed a soft laugh, but it wasn’t condescending.

“This is my job, Loki. I am here so you can weigh on me. I can take it.” She rubbed her thumbs over his. “Listen. I love you, alright? Just like I love those crazy hooligans out there. Nothing they say can change that.”

He stared at their hands, not daring to speak yet lest his voice betray how much turmoil he felt. Y/N continued, her voice soft, as if he were an animal that would bolt at any second.

“If you need to breathe, you can always come here. My door is never locked. If you just need to make a cup of tea and sit on the couch, or come wake me up to talk. I’m here for you. I love you. No strings attached.”

Still, silence. She came around the counter and gathered him into her arms without another word. He melted into her embrace, bringing his arms up to loosely hold her back. Beneath his ear, he could feel more than hear her heartbeat beneath her warm skin. His eyes slid closed, and one of her hands smoothed over a wisp of hair at the nape of his neck. He lost track of time until her voice hummed through her chest, and his cheekbone.

“It’s late. You should get some sleep. I think it’ll help.”

Suddenly, he was frightened of being alone. He knew well enough that his body was starved for touch, he didn’t know it would make him feel this panicked. Almost without thinking, he tightened his arms. He opened his mouth to speak and thought better of it, then second-guessed again and begged, “May I stay?”

Her breath puffed the crown of his head. “Of course. I have a couch and a guest bedroom, take your pick.”

Loki couldn’t look her in the eyes to voice his next request, and his voice came out no more than a whine. “Could I... stay with you?”

To her credit, she didn’t miss a beat. “Sure. We can build a pillow fort and gossip about Tony’s scandals like teenage girls.” Y/N pulled away to look him in the eye, and he was dismayed to see her image blur with unshed tears. She brought her hands from around his shoulders to hold his face, and her thumbs caught the tears that fell when he blinked. “How does that sound?”

It was all he could do to nod. Y/N pressed feather-light kisses to his eyelids, and retreated fully.

“Drink your tea,” she instructed. “I’ll get Fort Y/N started.”

~

About an hour later, he was sitting, surrounded by couch cushions and various pillows, beneath a canopy of blankets. Y/N pulled down tapestries from the walls to add to their burrow, and ended up having to stack a couple chairs to make the roof high enough for Loki’s lanky frame to fit comfortably.

He was feeling a little less somber, thanks in no small part to the light banter Y/N kept going, and the purposeful brushes of her fingers every so often.

He watched her as she lifted the makeshift door and ducked inside, her arms full of the sheets from her bed.

“Alright,” she announced. “I think we’re all set.”

She dumped the load of blankets on his head, drawing a laugh to her lips. He found himself smiling as he got untangled, and it only grew when she sat beside him, giggling as she fixed the hair that had been tousled. Even in the dimmed light inside their fort, he could see her eyes sparkle.

“Feeling a little better?”

Loki breathed a small sigh. “Yes. Thank you.”

Y/N shot him a wink and arranged the blankets around them. “Told you. Healers work all hours.”

His fingers twitched as she settled in, and he picked at his hands awkwardly. She looked at him for a moment, bemused, before she opened her arms in welcome.

He nearly fell into her, resting his head on her chest and coiling his arms tightly around her torso. She didn’t make any move to protest as he slung a long leg over hers, and simply adjusted her arm beneath his head so they could both be comfortable.

He heaved a heavy sigh just as she did, and it made her chuckle again. Her fingers brushed a stray lock of hair behind his ear, tucked behind his knee to fold their legs together, and came to rest on his bicep. She rested her cheek against his head, and Loki’s chest filled with warmth.

They remained in companionable silence for a while, before his mind posed him a question. Feeling much more relaxed, he relayed it to Y/N.

“Do you really love me?”

Beneath his ear, her heart jumped, but her voice was smooth. “We’ll talk about that later. Right now, you should sleep.”

Maybe it was just his exhaustion speaking, or her sheer selfless kindness feigned emotion in him, but as he drifted off, he murmured one last confession.

“I love you, too.”

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Discretion

Characters: The Company x Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 1482

Notes: Finally finished! Plot Bunny #58! @sdavid09 I'm glad to be a part of the Plot Bunny challenge, this was a lot of fun! I started to go a little overboard and had to rein myself in, lol. Fíli x reader if you’d like, it’s pretty open-ended :) This had very little editing, sorry for any mistakes!

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“Promise you won’t tell?”

Y/N suppressed a sigh as she pulled Kíli’s sleeve down, over the neatly-wrapped bandages on his forearms. She offered a gentle smile to counter the worried gaze that kept flitting over her face.

“Kíli. Have I ever told?”

He chewed on his lip. “No.”

She gripped his hand for a moment in an effort to calm his nerves. “And I won’t start now. Maybe ask your wife to use something a little softer than old fish-rope, next time, though, hm?”

The blush that he’d come into her clinic with returned with a vengeance, and he ducked his head. “I will.”

She stepped back to allow him the space to stand from the stool she’d put him on. “Come back tomorrow and I’ll redress it. That salve should all but fix it overnight, so long as it stays put. I’ll be here all day.”

“Alright. Thank you, Y/N.” He took her hand for a moment and spoke genuinely before turning to leave.

She watched him go and shot him another smile as he glanced back at her and shut her front door. Once she was alone, she took down his name in her logbook with a sigh. Even though the newly refurbished Erebor had plenty of healers to spare, she could always count on finding one of the Original Company lingering at her doorway -- either at her clinic or her quarters, it didn’t seem to matter -- at all hours. She had plenty of secrets to go around, but they all knew very well that she was tight-lipped.

Unfortunately, boys will be boys, and her boys were no exception. (Well, that wasn’t entirely true. Bilbo, ever the picture of politeness, always behaved himself.) There wasn’t a week gone by that she didn’t have to deflect one of the bloody dwarves trying to weasel information out of her about any of the others’ visits. Despite the fact they had all --Thorin included, but she’d never admit that-- come to her with their more delicate matters, none of them seemed to possess any respect of privacy. When one travels with a group for as long as they had, she supposed, in the conditions they had, boundaries became a little blurry.

They had treated her with more delicacy through the Quest, though that was probably because of her prized status as female. Despite being only half-dwarrow, she was still considered a treasure, and they had behaved as such. Her sex was also what had almost kept her from joining at all, but thankfully Oín had been able to convince Thorin to take her along as insurance. He wasn’t as young as he once was, and Mahal knew what could happen to any of them, so it was better to have another capable healer along, just in case.

She did prove useful, and ended up becoming their go-to for most things. In their own time, each had learned that she never judged them for their mishaps, no matter how strange they seemed. She’d seen plenty of accidents-- once, Kíli had dared Bofur to do as many push-ups as he could on one hand, with both of Dwalin’s axes stacked on his back. He got through a surprisingly number, but had dislocated his shoulder on the last one. He’d refused to admit to any pain after she’d reset it, but she noticed how strained he looked after a full day of hauling his pack over his shoulders. After everyone else had fallen asleep, she’d sat with him, quietly, and massaged a generous amount numbing salve into the muscles. They’d all had similar situations.

She’d stitched fingers, packed down bandages so they’d be inconspicuous under clothing, pulled out splinters from all manner of places, medicated anxieties, insomnia, and odd bruises. She never asked what happened, and only offered a gentle smile and advice to speed up their healing, whether or not they told.

They all thanked her, too, in their own way. Ori made her a whole new pair of mittens when her old ones began to wear too far to be of use, Dori picked and dried any tea-worthy leaves he could find for her, Bofur made sure she always had a scarf if the wind picked up, and the princes regularly lifted items from her pack to make her journey lighter. Dwalin made sure her modest sword was always razor-sharp. Bombur let her have first pick of whatever they’d managed to scrounge up for meals. Thorin had called her khazush once.

After the Battle to reclaim the Mountain, absolutely no one in the Company would suffer any other healers seeing to the barely-alive Thorin, or his nephews, beyond those assistants she’d chosen personally. Since then, she’d been officially named as the Royal Physician, alongside an aging Oín, but the Durin line was healthy, now. The boys were young and resilient, and only Thorin presented a slight limp where his foot had been pierced through. Most of her time was spent tending to the other twelve dwarves, (and, again, Bilbo, but she had nothing poor to say on his part), and offering advice to the regrowing city of Dale.

Today, she recalled as her gaze traveled over her desk to land on her shopping list, was Sunday, and the colorful market would be taking place in the Hall of Kings. At some point, she should make it down there -- there were a few supplies to gather for the tinctures that needed making. She always enjoyed the markets-- it was wonderful to see such lively activity in a space that seemed so hollow and gloomy.

Her trip was long, as she chatted with at least a dozen vendors, but was otherwise relatively uneventful. Her mind wandered away from her on the trip back, as it usually did, and her feet took her back to her office on their own accord. She only came back to herself when a presence beside her halted her, and suddenly, there was a sweet smell under her nose. She started, drawing back as a golden tart came into focus. Just beyond it was an equally golden moustache, framing a wily smile.

“I swiped two of tonight’s desserts,” Fíli said conspiratorially. “Thought you might appreciate one.”

She reached for the tart he was offering, thanking him with a smile. “You’re very considerate, Fíli.”

“Ah-ah.” he pulled back out of her reach, quirking a brow. “I’m afraid today’s raid has come at a price.”

Y/N frowned, and waited, becoming increasingly suspicious as his grin turned more mischievous.

Sure enough, he continued, “I know Kíli saw you this morning, but he brushed me off so fast I was nearly blown backwards. You’ll get a tart if you tell me why.”

She narrowed her eyes and pushed open the door to her clinic.

“Fíli, you sly devil.”

His devious grin widened. “Getting cold,” he sang, following her to keep the treat in her sights.

She turned up her nose and set her basket down on a workspace. “You know I won’t tell you. Unless you want me to spill all of your secrets to him.”

“Ah, but, I don’t have any secrets.” He propped his hip against her table as she arranged her fresh ingredients. “I’m an open book. All I’ve come to you for are splinters and stubbed toes.”

Y/N picked up the notebook with today’s recipes and turned to her shelving to gather the last couple items, pulling jars down as she spoke. “Do I need to remind you of the first time you came to me with more than just your toe stubbed? Or when you nearly severed your thumb trying to impress that dam when we were passing through Bree?”

This drew a hot blush to not only his cheeks, but all the way up his ears and down his throat. He sputtered, “ah- um, well, that’s -- that was--” and descended into coughs.

Y/N chuckled as she set her bottled down and selected one set to the side, quickly securing a note to the neck. She turned to Fíli, snatched the tart from his hand before he could stop her, and replaced it with the large vial.

“Here. Take this to Balin, it’s for Bard when he visits next. There are ingredients on the note, he can come see me if he has ny questions.“ She tugged on one of his mustache braids and leveled him with a playful glare as he schooled his breath. “Now, go on.”

For the second time that day, a Durin was scurrying out of her clinic with a blush. Again, she sighed as the door closed, and sank into a chair. This time, though, a fond laugh bubbled in her chest as she bit into Fíli’s pastry. Even if they could be ridiculous, at least they gave her life color.

Indeed, boys would be boys, but they were her boys.

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khazush: sister

[ceridwenofwales]

Pass the happy! 🌻🌈 When you receive this list 5 things that make you happy and send this to 10 of the last people in your notifications!💖

Thanks!

1- Listening to music;

2- Writing;

3- Reading;

4- Watching good movies and TV shows;

5- Traveling;

I tag @carlya65, @ultra-nina-bella, @naaladareia, @whenimaunicorn, @malenamoonlight, @absentmindeduniverse, @thegingergal, @possiblyafangirl, @wrongxwriter and @synnersaint. No pressure!

[naaladareia]

Thank you @ceridwenofwales

Singing in my car ( nobody can hear thank God)

Good food, Pasta

Long talks with good friends

Each year’s first butterfly

Beachwalks barefoot in the warm sand

I randomly tag from my notification-list:

@captstefanbrandt @alicedopey @supernaturalvikingwhore @tephi101 @peaceisadirtyword 😉 In case you like to “pass the happy”

[sunshinepanic]

Thank you @naaladareia

1. The sound of my kids laughs

2. Long days at the lake

3. Reading

4. The feeling when my dogs snuggle me

5. The feeling when the seasons transition from summer to fall.

Tags from my notifications @shieldmaiden25 @therealcalicali @bluearchersstuff @mandamusiclover @westcoastselkie @cutiecupcakecry-cute @car-karaoke @daisymoder72 @isthat-tyra98 @varvarasamuel

[thewinterpeony]

Thank you @supernaturalvikingwhore :D

1-Listening to music -especially while going to school and then going back at home-

2: reading

3: going at my favorite spot in town ( in one day X))

4: Writting -even if i’m too scare To show people -

5: doing rpg

Tags from my notification ( of course you have no obligations To do it ^^ )

@theawesomedashing @0-my-name-is-c-0 @seamayweed @shieldmaiden-of-fandoms @marugin @madchrine @bitter-asexual @quite-possibly-insane @awakeformore @coldfadingdeath

[shieldmaiden-of-fandoms-deactiv]

@cutiecupcakecry-cute You have my thanks ^w^

1. School. Goofing off with my classmates and having something worthwhile to do.

2. My city on weekends, before sunrise. It’s cold and the streets are empty and I love pretending it’s the apocalypse and I’m going on a supply run.

3. Movies. Fan-fictions. Getting caught up in another world and watching people fall in love.

4. My home. Getting into bed after a shower and watching art videos on Youtube.

5. People I chose to love. Bonding with them and nurturing them. Fictional people included.

Tagging @coldfadingdeath @cutiecupcakecry-cute @seamayweed @missisjoker @melkho @lucydog2012 @lasaga666 @crunchykira @nerddface

For anyone who wants to get on the train :D

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@shieldmaiden-of-fandoms Thanks for the tag :D

1- Quiet coffee shops and tea lattes on rainy days

2- My ponies! <3 <3

3- Putting on my toasty-warm socks from right off the rack by the fireplace

4- Blaring my favorite music on empty stretches of highway 

5- Meeting old friends I haven’t seen in a while

tagging from my notifications because I love seeing you guys around <3 @wobbleturtle @connorsleftbicep @kaiomor @blackest-queen @galaxies-behind-my-eyes @meganloveswriting @sherlockfan4life @whimsicallydapper @sweetdevilsblog @lornaharnum 

if you feel up to it :)

[nerddface]

YOUR LEGOLAS FICS ARE ALL FANTASTIC I LOVE THEM SO MUCH THEY'RE SO GOOD AAAAAAAHHHHH

HECK THANK YOU YOU’RE SO GOOD AAAAHHHH <3 <3

[nerddface]

thank you so much for doing my eret request!!!! I honestly assumed you've forgotten or didn't have enough time to do it (which is totally understandable since the last year sounds like it was crazy busy for you) but it made me smile when I saw that you finished it. No joke I made the softest most inhuman happy noise when I found it lol- you just made my day- I hope you're having a fantastic day too!

You’re very welcome!! I didn’t forget about you, I just have no concept of time management AT ALL lmao. I make a serious effort to get to absolutely every request that gets sent into me, no matter how long it takes, and alas, sometimes it takes a while. I’m touched that it meant as much to you – it’s this kind of feedback that keeps me motivated (god knows I can’t motivate myself) <3 

I’m sitting in an airport for the second day in a row, trying to get back from visiting my mom through this polar vortex, but your nice comment definitely made my day better :) Feel free to ask for more anytime, I’ll be better :P 

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Hi, I recently stumbled upon your blog and I just finished reading the 2 reader-inserts with Snotlout (which I absolutely adored- they're so good aaa) and I was wondering if I could request a reader insert with Eret? Maybe a sparing match between Eret and a female reader with plenty of light-hearted banter? At the end of it one of them realizes they have feelings for the other? The reader is quiet and takes a while to get used to people but gets sarcastic/playful when comfortable? Thank you :D

Hey babe! I know it’s literally a year late but I can explain lmao. 

You were the third person in a week to mention those Snotlout bits! He’s more popular than I thought he was lol.

But Eret. Hunni. That is the kind of animated boy I fell in love with in my early teens. Kit Harington was one of my actual boy crushes when I was, like, 14. This is gonna be a blast to the past.

click me! :D