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thinking about Zetis and Wisps 👽😈🎨
I'll go into these ideas more later on (maybe someone can send in an ask about it...hmm)
What if Loki and reader were a forbidden love...?
Just a little idea I got and I haddd to get it out.
Is this too long to be considered a blurb? Idk. I don't think im capable of writing a blurb, lol.
Lmk what you think, I'd love to hear it. Enjoy!
Warnings: illusions to smut, arguing?, talk of drugs/drug use,(not by anyone! Just used as a metaphor), Loki being a sarcastic, dramatic king.
"Loki, please! It's not that simple!" I was exsasperated. This is not how I wanted to spend the rest of my night...
"Of course, dear. You're right, it's not. It's horrid, isn't it? Sneaking around with me? It must be so hard for the perfect golden child of the avengers, the world's greatest, most selfless, virtuous heros!" He said waving around his hands dramatically, clearly mocking me. Loki's theatrics were anything but new to me.
I've been sneaking away from the compound, any chance I had, to be with him. I didn't mean for it to happen. He was like cocaine or molly. Something someone offers you at a party to 'party a little harder' and then you just get hooked after one try. And I really did try to be a 'weekend warrior' with him, but before I knew it, I was following him around like a lost puppy dog. Not even just to end up in his bed anymore. Just to be around him. It scared me, but i couldn't stop. And I couldn't admit it to myself. Or him...
After three months, he started having moments like this. He knew I felt guilty just for being with him. Because he was right. I am the golden child. The second youngest on the team, next to Peter. Twenty eight and until two years ago, when I was taken in by Tony Stark himself, I never had anyone. So I wasn't there for the events of New York. Maybe that's why it was so easy to be lured in by him. I've never seen the damage he's done up close.
And if I were to tell everyone on the team I was running around with Loki Laufeyson, I know the looks I'd get. The "talking to's" I'd receive. Wanda would be sweet, but logical. Steve would try to see the good that I saw in him, and even if he didn't voice it, I know he'd be a little disappointed in my flawed moral compass. Bucky would be protective to a fault, but never directly say he cared. And Tony... He'd been like an older brother to me since he found me. On an avengers mission near an abandoned hydra base. Just surviving. Barley understanding the powers I had been given. I'm still not even sure how I escaped hydra after their experiments. It was simply fight or flight. I did both. I was numb.
And now... here I was, sleeping with the enemy, right under everyone's nose.
The arguments had been getting worse as of late. I knew what this was doing to him. I knew he had insecurities, even about being the bad guy, though he seems to revel in it, most of the time. I know that he feels, despite what he would have others, including me, think. "What is it darling? Are you afraid of what your band of heros would think of you, being corrupted by me?" His voice became dangerous. He lowered his tone like a weapon being aimed for my throat. The look in his eye, almost villainous, like he couldn't wait to tear me apart. But I wouldn't believe it. I couldn't.
"Or is it just about the man who saved you, who just happens to disapprove of my, so called second chance, more than most, hmm?" It was so condescending, it almost sounded sweet. Not with Loki Laufeyson, though. I knew better. And I had to admit, that last jab, really hit the nail on the head.
"Loki..." I took a deep breath, gathering my composure. He looked like he'd just won, with that smug smirk on his face. He just loved twisting the knife. And I let him. "You're right." I was going to defend myself out of pure instinct again, but then, as I searched his blue eyes, full of a gentleness that only I could see. Like he had never hurt a single soul his whole life. The dichotomy of this man...
I walked toward him, picking up my coat. "I feel guilty for just looking at you." I sighed out. "But I'm not ashamed of looking at you. Being with you..." I trailed off, fidgeting with my coat's zipper.
Loki stepped that much closer and pinched my chin between his two fingers, tilting my head up, with one hand behind his back. Always walking and talking with the posture and attitude of a prince. "Tsk...stupid girl. I don't know why I tolerate you, dear." He shook his head, then leaned forward. And though his words seem to hold resentment and distaste for me, his lips touched mine nonetheless, with the softness of a dove, landing on a bed of feathers.
It quickly turned into a fierce passionate kind of kiss and all gentleness was forgotten as his hands slapped a firm grip on my hips, startling me in the best way.
"Loki... I still have to go." I scolded him half heartedly. "Oh dear!" He said with fake concern and then his mischievous smile appeared in no time. "...Then we better hurry." His smirk only deepens with that last remark and it's the only warning I get before he lifts me from my feet, carrying me away, like a princess in his arms and back to his bed. All I could do was laugh at his antics and from the genuine joy I always felt around him. And as we kissed more, all I could think was, 'why should I have to feel guilty or hide something- anything- that brings me such pure bliss?.....'
creature lore again?!?.??? (repeating the text from the image under the cut just in case its unreadable)
for fun because I wanted to visualize it
ive also got some ideas going for a tails/tails doll equivalent and a rouge equivalent
so tadc, @hootbon 's au, jester sonic, and that one circus episode of sonic boom gave me chronic inspiration so guess what this new au i was talking about is.
yeah it's an eggmanland freakshow au.
i'm still working on designs but i'll give yall a cute little idea dump to ponder on while i get a first wave of designs settled on.
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