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ah ok so i saw your requests were open?? could i get some fluff w timmy chalamet? maybe with a shy!nerdy!reader? who works in a bookstore maybe? or a record shop? totally up to you lol :) i just need some fluff hehe

Yes yes yes!! Added to the list!!

lowkeyorloki

#2 for kiss prompt

2. A small, fleeting kiss - which is immediately followed by a passionate, hungry kiss.

thanks for the req!

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“This isn’t like last time.” you lay your hand on Loki’s bicep, making it harder for him to continue to lace his gauntlets. He pauses, his eyes quickly glancing at you.

“Battles never are.”

“Loki.” he looks at you, really looks this time, and takes your hands in his.

“I’ll be fine.” Loki says quietly.

“You don’t know that.”

“Oof. I would have hoped my lover would have more confidence in me.” Loki’s voice is light and playful- you resent him for this. You hate it when he’s gone, fighting wars with an army that didn’t look out for him like he did them. When you didn’t have absolute confirmation he would return to you.

“Darling.” Loki puts your hands over his chest, and you can feel his heartbeat even through layers of muscle and leather and armor. “I’ll come back for you. I’ve kept my promise so far. What’s to change that now?” you open your mouth to respond, but you’re interrupted.

“Your majesty.” Loki looks to the warrior who’s just knocked on his door. “Your brother and friends await you.”

“And I’ll be there in a moment.” he responds, his voice clipped. The warrior stiffens, but leaves all the same.

“Hey. I’m never far.” Loki draws you into a hug, placing a kiss on the top of your head. “I would desert this whole army for you. But only if necessary. And that, my dear, is not today.” he pulls back, and you nod.

Loki cups your cheek in his palm, then places a soft kiss on your lips, his eyes closed and breath even.

He turns, walking towards the door, cape billowing behind him. You hear Loki turn the handle.

…and heavy footsteps rushing back to you.

Loki captures your lips in his once again, his hands clutching at your waist. His whole body presses against yours as if it was made to do so, fitting so perfectly. Your eyes are wide open at first, but you soon close them, tangling your fingers in Loki’s long hair. His helmet falls to the floor, but neither of you pay it any mind, wrapped up entirely in each other.

“Your Majesty.” the guard returns, his eyebrows knit. “You are needed.”

Loki meets your eyes, and rolls his. You do you best to hide a smile, bending down to retrieve his helmet.

He takes it and leaves- Cape trailing behind him, and reaching towards you.

#loki #loki imagine #loki x reader #loki laufeyson x reader #loki laufeyson #loki laufeyson imagine #marvel imagine #marvel x reader

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Reblog In 5 seconds for good luck

nullelemental

this worked last night lets go for round two

helloitsbreeisnotonline

I really need some good luck rn

Hey guys!! I swear I’m not ignoring all the asks and requests! The first week of classes got my ass, but I promise I’m working on everything for you loves!!

are u gonna continue love and war go hand in hand??? I love it!!!

I’m planning on it yeah!! I’m not quite sure when but I’m planning on it.

faestadurmiendo

i need money, mental stability and bill hader's hands around my neck.

holdingontoyoufordearlife

My God, Kate McKinnon is lovely. 😍

2010′s Announcement!

Hey!! So I was thinking that ya’ll can send in requests for certain scenarios w certain pairings and such for 2010′s and I can write them into the series!

Daughter of Dionysus!Kate McKinnon

Never took anything seriously until she met you

Giggles alllllll the time

Majors in theater

She doesn’t drink much despite popular belief

Personality of crackhead without the crack if you will

Takes you on spontaneous dates that usually end in making out somewhere you really shouldn’t

DOES NOT LIKE JASON SORRY

Children of Zeus/Jupiter freak her out

Also doesn’t fw the children of Ares either

or Athena

Really only hangs out with Hermes and Apollo’s kids

You’re the exception

Being the daughter of Athena, there are quite a few disagreements on how some nights should go, but you usually always give in

When she’s with her siblings she may get a little too drunk

That’s how she ended up asking you out lol

But all is forgiven when you help her with her hang over and discover she actually likes you

Percy being 110% the king of your ship

Will taking you guys and Nico to pride parades

OML TRUE LOVE

A/N: Hey guys!! I promise I’m working on requests. I just got some inspiration XD. I went ahead and made the reader a female since Kate’s a lesbian. There’ll be others so don’t worry!!

#kate mckinnon #kate mckinnon imagine #kate mckinnon headcanon #kate mckinnon x reader

2010′s//1

pairings: timmy x reader (platonic) warnings: drug use summary: You’re remembering your high school career with your best friends during your last week of senior year.

The blinding lights of the halls made the ringing in your head even louder than before, and you didn’t think it could get any worse. Reaching out a hand, you trailed your fingers across the unguarded lockers until they found yours. You were already late. There was no use in showing up to first period if you were going to have to spend the rest of the time with the principle. Just as you put up your backpack, a familiar frame leaned near you.

“Hey, are you okay,” your friend Timothee asked, concern in his eyes. “You just dipped after I parked.”

“I could use an aspirin,” you chuckled, shutting your locker. “Wanna ditch 1st period?”

He looked at you contemplatively, head tilted to the side ever-so-slightly. You knew he’d give in, and all it would take was a little push. Grabbing his hand, you began to guide him back outside. The sunlight was warm on your skin, a nice contrast to the chill of the air conditioning inside. With summer break in the air, it was getting harder to stay focused.

Timmy, having let go of your hand at this point, led you to his car. Eyes hidden by his sunglasses, he smiled as you arrived. There was something on his mind that you made a note to ask about later. Breathing in a deep breath, he opened the driver’s side door.

“If we’re going to be delinquents we might as well not be sober for it,” he announced before lowering himself out of view.

Climbing in yourself, you felt a smile creep onto your features too. Senior year was full of surprises, but nothing made you happy as much as this moment did. One more week left and you’re out.

With ‘Cooler than Me’ by Mike Posner playing on the radio, everything was right with the world. Rolling down your window, you let your hand free in the wind as Tim drove away from school. The warm air was comforting; Tim’s arm around the back of your seat was comforting, everything about this moment was comforting. Your eyes scanned the city view, focusing on the blur of shapes as they flew past you. You knew exactly where Timothee was going.

Rolling into a familiar park, you began to giggle. It was the smoke spot you had found freshman year, and it had basically became the home of your rag-tag group of friends. You were pulled from your thoughts by Timmy opening your door.

“We have arrived, your highness. You are now free to exit the vehicle,” he stated monotonously, hand out for you to take it. Smiling, you took his hand and were pulled out of his car.

“Thank you, kind sir,” you said, grabbing the pot he had in his dash and shutting the door.

The tone became very serious after Timmy began rolling a joint. He took his weed very seriously, and if anyone distracted him during the rolling process he wouldn’t let them smoke his weed. So, you were very quiet. Pulling out your phone, you texted some of your other friends to join you.

Prison Gang

<<Y/N: Guys pull up.

>>Downhill: I’m in English

>>Cool Sub Dude: I’ll drive you Dom

<<Y/N: Just leave. Timmy’s rolling now.

>>Riddle me this: Hey Oscar can you give me a ride too.

>>Cool Sub Dude: Yeah meet me in parking lot C row A

<<Y/N: Just get over here.

Looking up from your phone, you saw Timmy smile. He must have been texting the mysterious girl he still hadn’t told you about yet. Shaking your head, you got up to sit closer to him now that you weren’t in danger. His legs draped over yours as soon as you sat on the fountain, drawing a smile from your lips.

“Who’s all pulling up,” he finally asked as he lit the joint and took a healthy hit.

“The usual I think,” you said, leaning over so that your forehead was touching his shins. The rough fabric of the denim was strange, but you stayed there until he passed you the joint. Taking a bit to your lungs, you began to hold quite a bit in your mouth. Handing it back to him, you exhaled without issue. That earned a smirk from Timothee, and you couldn’t help but reminisce a bit.

“Don’t kill her please,” Timothee called, leaving to get more shots. It was the first party of your senior year, and you were left with some of Timmy’s upperclassman friends to try to take a hit of off someone’s wax pen.

“No promises,” Florence called out, looking to you again. “You can take as small of a hit as you want, babe. No pressure here.”

You took in a breath and let it out before putting your lips around the cool metal of the pen. Looking at Florence as you held the smoke stay in your mouth before letting it in. Exhaling, you began to cough. Timmy’s friends cheered and Timmy gave you your first shot. His eyes met yours as you downed the tequila in a fluid go. The cheering intensified, and you felt like you were on top of the world.

A wind choked rendition of ‘Budapest’ by George Ezra filled your ears as familiar faces pulled in by Timmy’s car. Daisy and Domhnall hopped out followed by the cool substitute that Dom may or may not be involved with. Dom looked dead inside, but Daisy was all smiles as usual. Getting up from your oddly comfortable position, you embraced them.

“Just in time,” you said, Dom wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

“Well, I’d like to formally request to be next in the rotation,” he asked, perching lifting you up and peching next to you on the fountain.

“Of course you would,” Timmy laughed, passing him the joint and lighter.

Everyone found their seats, each leaning on one another. This was your family, and you were going to miss your family while you were at college.

#timothee chalamet imagine #timothee chalamet x reader #timothee chalamet #oscar issac #oscar issac imagine #oscar issac x reader #daisy ridley #daisy ridley imagine #daisy ridley x reader #domhnall gleeson #domhnal gleeson imagine #domhnall gleeson x reader

2010′s// Playlist.1

Cooler than Me / Mirrors

Budapest

Shut Up and Dance / Uptown Funk

Hall of Fame

Pumped Up Kicks / Raise Your Glass

Drive By

Rude / Timber

2010′s// Preview

Pairing: Timothee Chalamet x reader (platonic), more to come Warnings: Mentions of drug use Word Count: 289 A/N: Hey guys!! I’m thinking about making an actor based High School au set in the 2010′s! Let me know what you think! One week left of high school, you begin to take a trip back in time to remember the good and the bad times.

The blinding lights of the halls made the ringing in your head even louder than before, and you didn’t think it could get any worse. Reaching out a hand, you trailed your fingers across the unguarded lockers until they found yours. You were already late. There was no use in showing up to first period if you were going to have to spend the rest of the time with the principle. Just as you put up your backpack, a familiar frame leaned near you.

“Hey, are you okay,” your friend Timothee asked, concern in his eyes. “You just dipped after I parked.”

“I could use an aspirin,” you chuckled, shutting your locker. “Wanna ditch 1st period?”

He looked at you contemplatively, head tilted to the side ever-so-slightly. You knew he’d give in, and all it would take was a little push. Grabbing his hand, you began to guide him back outside. The sunlight was warm on your skin, a nice contrast to the chill of the air conditioning inside. With summer break in the air, it was getting harder to stay focused.

Timmy, having let go of your hand at this point, led you to his car. Eyes hidden by his sunglasses, he smiled. There was something on his mind that you made a note to ask about later. Breathing in a deep breath, he opened the driver’s side door.

“If we’re going to be delinquents we might as well not be sober for it,” he announced before lowering himself out of view.

Climbing in yourself, you felt a smile creep onto your features too. Senior year was full of surprises, but nothing made you as happy as this moment did. One more week left and you’re out.