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[darkficsyouneveraskedfor]

Rise and Shine

Sweet Treats AU Masterlist

Verbal abuse and manipulation, dubcon. Loki is very hard to please.

Please let me know what you think <3

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You mix the dough until moistened, but not too much. 

Your early morning has been filled with the tedious steps; whisk, grate, combine, refrigerate… You make sure not to skimp, not to miss a single ingredient or detail. They have to be perfect, just like you. Could that ever be?

You put the dough on the counter and flour your hands. You work it into a ball, the dough the perfect consistency, not too sticky. You take the scraper with your messy hands and nearly shout as a speck catches your eye. It’s her, the quiet one. You can’t help but be relieved it isn’t Loki.

“Oh, good morning,” you greet, “Muffin, was it?”

She nods and cautiously comes forward. She wears a frilly off the shoulder shirt in rose pink and matching skirt. She widens her eyes as she looks down at your ball of dough and gives a curious waggle of her brows. She doesn’t like to speak, not loud enough for anyone but Thor to hear.

“Scones,” you answer her unspoken question.

Her lips form an O as she comes up to the large island and bounces on her feet. She nods, urging you to continue as she watches. You place the scraper flat and press down. When the dough is even, you set the utensil aside and lean in to make sure all is right. 

You take a sharp knife and cut eight equal wedges out of the dough. You glance up at your silent company and she smiles, enraptured with your work. You put the knife down and step away to grab the heavy cream and coarse sugar. As you return you find her dipping her thumbs into the sides of the scones. You frown and nearly bawl, but you hold it back.

“What…” you gasp.

“Hearts,” she says softly and shows you how she’s already done two. It’s cute but Loki won’t be impressed. Still, you feel bad to say anything. You let her continue. “I just need to brushy them with cream, and you can sprinkle the sugar over. If you want.”

She nods excitedly and you push the bowl towards her. She does as you tell her and you lay out the scones on the lined pan and put them in the oven. You set the timer and wash your hands in the sink. 

A clatter brings you around and the empty metal bowl bobbles on the tile. Muffin tries to disappear around the corner of the counter as Loki stands with a taunting smirk at the other. He taps his fingers on the marble as she ducks down to peek at him with only the top of her head visible to him.

“She’s like a cat,” he chuckles as he tuts and faces you, “you’re up early, darling.”

You let him kiss your cheek as he stretches his arm around you, ignoring the presence hunched behind the island, moving around it to keep her distance. You hear a single word from her, “mean!”

Loki looks over his shoulder at her, an expression of bemused reproach as she pushes away and flees from the room. He shakes his head and returns his attention to you, “odd one, my brother has always had… particular affections.”

“She’s nice, just quiet,” you say as you press your hands to his chest, “I’ve put the scone in–”

“I could’ve guessed,” he flicks an errant bit of dough from his lapel and you pull away. It must’ve stuck to your sleeve. “At least you’ve accomplished something before noon.”

You force a smile, “we’ll see how they turn.”

“Yes, we will,” he narrows his eyes, “while we wait, perhaps you can… get something else done.”

“My prince,” you prompt.

“Me, darling,” he steps back and looks down at the bulge in his pants, “I’m certain you can beat the timer.”

[caveofwanderers]

Nightmare Drabble

Small drabble under the cut, as buri's reward for managing to make me cry in one fell swoop. XD

Matt was still in silence, seeing his beloved Ivlis flat-lined on the hospital bed, despite the birth of her flame demon-shark hybrid child being birthed. He hid all sorts of remose in public, but he couldn't keep his emotions bottled up.

"....My beloved..." he thought to himself, feeling her now cold hand. He softly sheds a tear as he grabs a pen and notepad, writing down

"....Old, your child has been born at a great cost.... I'm sorry. My condolences to you, as well as wake and funeral expenses. If you so wish, you may keep your child, train him to succeed her. I will hold nothing against--"

Before Matt could finish he breaks down in sadness, sobbing loudly his he tightly grips Ivlis' hand with both of his hands.

[adultrushersinc]

Hey Ashley,

Just wanted to give you something special!

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

You stood gazing out of the window, wondering when your boyfriend would be home from the set. It was Valentine's Day, and with a little more than an hour left in the day, you were hoping that you could spend the most romantic day of the year, with Kendall. You wrapped your arms around yourself, wishing they belonged to him. Closing your eyes, you sighed deeply. A smile crossed your face as you could smell that woodsy scent of his cologne. Without warning, arms embraced you and a voice said "Happy Valentine's Day, Ashley."

[sireitisdarkneon]

Because that’s all I ever do now… dream. Dream of better days, better future, better everything. Dreams give hope to people, yes that’s true. But dreams can also lead to one’s demise.

The destruction of dreams, what does that entail of? When all hope is lost and the dreams turn to nightmares, what happens then?

[nomoralswithscience-blog-blog]

The Rift

The Rani's hands were on her hips, staring at the console of her TARDIS. The screen showed that she was inside, successfully infiltrated Torchwood Three. It was rumored that there was alien technology there. She thought it was perfect, a perfect place to slip in and get weapons and other materials that she needed for her scientific experiments.  (Of course it was also always handy to have a weapon or two on hand).

The time lady was thankful that no signs of life showed up on her monitor. She muttered something in Gallifreyan before making her way over to  the door of the time capsule and stepping out. It was empty, her shoes echoing on the ground as she walked.

The Torchwood base was interesting, interesting to her at least. The Time lady walked around, soon finding herself in front of something. Something that seemed to monitor the rift. Frowning, she reached out trying to touch the damaged piece. Who had been in there? What would they have gained from damaging the machine there?

The Rani shook her head and started to rummage through things, finding alien technology here and there, taking it so she could have to use for her own current experiment. As she turned to leave, heading back to where her time capsule was, a wind blew by, carrying a voice on them. 'Come to us, come to us and come to the rift. You could use such power for a scientific opportunity, you know you want to.'

The brunette looked over her shoulder and wandered back over to the rift machine, smirking. Who was she to let such an opportunity to go by? 

[sireitisdarkneon]

...Why did I not take pictures at the retreat? Will ask friends for photos later, and will update "myyearwithyou" later. Why... am I an idiot? Honestly... and why can't I say the right things? Ughhh, not in the mood to do units but I have deadlines and so many units to do. And once again my mom is confusing me...

I'm gonna read my warm fuzzies to bring my mood up again. I just realized I didn't say what I wanted to write properly on one of my friends's warm fuzzy... why did I only write like 2 lines on his? Should not have write that at like 1:30am... or was it 6am? 

Okaaay... fixing up my wall of memories once more with these fuzzies. 

Later tumblr.