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Inside the card there was a very graphic insinuation meant for Phil to look forward to later in the night and the promises of a few gifts he would offer then...
- I love you with all of what is left of my heart, Phillybear, from your Lokibear.
Reunited: Phil and the Cellist
All it took was the college sweatshirt he had given her as a keepsake. That was what she would use to locate Phil.
As she put it on, Vanessa took the time to relish in the soft feel of the fabric, and the familiar scents that defined her S.H.I.E.L.D. Agent: Coffee, donuts, paper, ink, and that special cologne he wore whenever they were together.. Those mixed in with just a hint of his natural musk were intoxicating to the woman. She felt almost dizzy, but forced herself to focus a dab of magic through the threads of shirt.
Soon the ethereal thrum of the tracking spell buzzed around her torso and arms.
"Found you," she whispered.
One quick teleport. And there he was.
Phil looked a little more worn for the wear, his usual calm smile now replaced by an even more neutral expression - though she could see the brooding behind his mask - but otherwise... otherwise he was handsome as ever.
Her usual elegant grace had temporarily dissipated, eyes swelling with the threat of tears, and her entire body felt numb. Her legs seemed to be on auto-pilot, feet trudging towards the man she loved - the man she still loves, will no doubt always love.
She stopped in front of him, unknowing what to say, at first.
"Phil..."
Reasons Phil-mun and I should not be left to our own devices...
Self: http://tomhiddleston-gifs.tumblr.com/post/70124163875/steve i can just imagine this is what loki does around SHIELD when he's super bored
Self: he pretends to be like..
Self: the highly classified janitor
Self: with level eleven clearance
Phil-mun: omfg
Self: and fury's like
Self: "motherfucker get back to work i know that's you loki" "loki? meeeee? i WILL HAVE YOU KNOW I AM STEVE. and this is my pride and joy Wendy." "i will tell rogers you have his name then tell phil you are mocking his hero i s2g" "EHEHEHEHEHE"
Self: fuck i have problems
Phil-mun: then phil just comes in and
Phil-mun: bursts out into laughter because he knows it's loki
Self: LOL
Self: "yeeeaHH hey phil dude~ [big grin] rememberin' that day with the pizza and the stuff and everything yeah? remember what happened to wendy..." and fury's like "coulson, get your boyfriend under control"
Phil-mun: "lET me get myself under conTROL oh my god- [sitting against the wall, breATHES]"
Self: "Eheehehehe..~ [walks over; pecks Phil's lips and goes about his merry way~ twirls a duster for the fuck of it]" "omFG. FUCKERS. [bunch of curse words]"
Self: i'm just
Self: EVEN WORSE
Self: is if he just kept it going
Self: "C'MON, PHIL, BACK ME UP.. I'm totally not your boyfriend from a galaxy far far away. ... [leans in, whispers] but i do wonder about the director where it concerns the galaxy from far far away thing, don't you?" "LOKI."
Phil-mun: "[hides his face, shoulders shaking] oh my god HE DOES NOT LOOK LIKE MACE WINDU!"
Phil-Mun: [dies]
Self: "BUT HE DOOOOOOES.. I HAVE PICTURES THAT I PUT UP IN THE BREAKROOM AND EVERYTHING." "WHAT?!"
Phil-mun: im just
Self: somehow i can see phil and loki giving him high blood pressure
Phil-mun: "lET's drop it okay?! you're making him stressed ;-; "
Self: "Oooooh~ It's alright there, Philly-steakcakes. He can take a little joke and poke~ Can'cha sir? Huh huh" "Omfg loki i s2g i will dock your pay" "BUT I'M STEVE THE JANITOR. I HAVE CLEARANCE LEVEL ELEVEN." "there is no level eleven." "ehhhEEEEEEEHEHEHEHE. [slides off on his janitor's trash barrel rolling thing]" "loki get back here..." "OFF TO PARTS UNKNOWN TO CLEAN UP COFFEE STAINS AND THE DESKS WHERE PEOPLE HAVE OBVIOUSLY BEEN SEXING..." "omFG. yOU ARE BEGINNING TO RIVAL WILSON IN ANNOYING." Random people in background: "[start laughing]"
Self: ultimately it leads to a memo from fury about how Loki is never allowed to be "Steve the Janitor" again and that "Wendy just looked absolutely ridiculous"
Self: ... loki has this memo framed
Phil-mun: omfg
Self: and that "thERE IS ABSOLUTELY, WITHOUT ANY DOUBT, NO CLEARANCE LEVEL 11. SO SKYE CAN JUST STOP TRYING TO HACK THE DATABASE SO SHE, FITZ, AND SIMMONS CAN GET INVITED TO THE SUPER SECRET CHRISTMAS PARTY WHERE ALL THE "STIFFS" OF SHIELD CUT LOOSE AND HAVE THE BEST BOOZE THAT ONLY CLEARANCE LEVEL 11 AGENTS GET INVITED TO. WHICH ALSO DOESN'T EXIST."
Self: i'm done >_>;
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I’m just giving you shit, sir.
I can see that. Why don't you take it down a notch Coulson.=?
You speak of me as though I were a loyal lap dog, Phil.
Rule 1 - Always post the rules.
Rule 2 - Answer the questions of the person who tagged you, and write eleven new ones.
Rule 3 - Tag eleven people and link them.
Rule 4 - Let the know you’ve tagged them.
tagged by: aleaiacta
1. What is you favorite fandom? The Potterheads, first fandom I joined
2. How did you find tumblr? My best friend Yara, who runs with me this blog, convince me to join tumblr and I did, lol
3. What is your dream job? I want to be Prime Minister lol
4. Favorite Song? Lots, >.< uhm... I can't decide, and that's a song title
5. If you were a fantasy character, what would you be? An Elf, please, let me be an Elf
6. Are you in a relationship? No, but I love Yara so much
7. Who is your favorite fictional character? OMG, I hace lots, that's hard: The Eleventh Doctor, Agent Coulson, of course, and Draco Malfoy
8. What is your favorite episode of your favorite show? Vincent and the Doctor from Doctor Who
9. Favorite thing to eat? Chocolate
10. Favorite language and why? Spanish, 'cause is my native language and the easier for me to talk
11. Favorite book? Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince
My Questions:
1- Where are you from?
2- what do you like to do on sundays?
3- Have you been in love?
4- Favorite Actor/Actress?
5- Favorite show when you were 5?
6- What was your first word?
7- Will you tell an embarrasing story?
8- Favorite colour?
9- Are you being honest?
10- Do you like chinesse food?
11- Do you play videogames? which do you like the most?
KERPOW.
Hot tears forced their ways past Loki’s scrunched shut eyes as he huddled in the corner of the hall; hidden from view of all the windows around the small apartment. The volume of the thunder and strength of the lightning strikes outside were enough to seep past the headphones that had been meant to shield his ears from the sounds. And each time Loki heard an exceptionally loud rumbling clap or a destructive crack, the prince’s nerves would reflexively jump, he would draw his knees closer to his torso, and he would emit small sobs from the fear.
Yes.
Loki Laufeyson was afraid of thunder storms - with several very good reasons.
KERCHOW.
Jump. Sob. “Phil,” he quietly choked.
The low, meekness of his whine was perhaps lost among the sounds of the strong pattering raindrops against the panes of the apartment building.
