Jan 20, 2021
Here is my WandaVision Bingo Sheet !!
Feel free to use, just don’t forget to mention me ;)
Have to remind myself to do one Bingo Sheet for the Loki series too.
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Here is my WandaVision Bingo Sheet !!
Feel free to use, just don’t forget to mention me ;)
Have to remind myself to do one Bingo Sheet for the Loki series too.
Happy New Year!
This was originally done for my MCU Bingo! card, for the prompt musical, and I chose La La Land. Like a lot of shit in 2018 I never got around to finish it. I hope to rectify that this year.
You can’t convince me that young Tony and young Pepper didn’t go out and hit it off really well at some point.
A very happy 2019 from me and Pepperony. Hope you all have a better year than the last
Hello Tumblr, can anyone recommend some art/drawing prompt for fanarts, or art/writing bingo of some sort specifically related to the mcu (also Tony is my fav). I still need to draw marvel related stuff but I'm not inspired. (Answers to this post are welcome, will delete post later)
When you're rewatching all the MCU movies, it's the obvious choice to make your own marvel bingo card 😛
MCU Bingo - Halloween (Lokane)
Rating: PG....just to be safe
It had all started innocently enough.
On a lazy, rainy Sunday in October, Jane had convinced Loki to partake in what she had called a rite of passage for Earth’s intellectuals. He had scoffed at the idea that he needed to do any such thing. He was a Prince of Asgard. He had no need to become a member of any group on Earth even if he was forced to call it home...he barely tolerated the notion of being called an Avenger.
Jane had threatened to fly back to New York (which Loki avoided like the plague) for an extended stay.
Loki relented.
And so, a Star Wars movie marathon had begun. After The Phantom Menace ended, Jane had caught Loki with his eyes closed. He’d caught a pillow to the face for that one.
During the Attack of the Clones, he repeatedly remarked how much the lead actress resembled Jane. By Revenge of the Sith, Loki was giving directorial commentary as to how the story could have been improved. She told him he should try directing as a career on Earth. He’d shrugged and made a vague comment about having been there done that.
By the time A New Hope ended, Jane had become distracted and was scribbling in her notebook. Loki has banished said notebook away to a pocket dimension. An “argument” ensued and a “make-up” intermission became necessary.
After the intermission had calmed tensions, Jane resumed the movie marathon. When The Empire Strikes Back was complete, Loki seemed perplexed, “I understand this Skywalker tale more than I wish to.”
It was a simple enough statement, but Jane heard his own musings about his parentage concealed within.
Jane could have sworn she saw a tear in Loki’s eye when Return of the Jedi ended. He would deny it. But she saw it.
It was late evening when Jane had called off the movie marathon in favor of sleep.
Loki spooned Jane against his chest, “Did I complete this rite of passage?”
Jane kept her eyes closed as she smiled, “There’s one more thing you have to do.”
“What?”
“Go to Tony Stark’s Halloween party with me.”
“Ok.”
“That was quick.”
“I enjoy Stark’s parties. There’s always so much...”
“Mischief, chaos, disorder,” Jane rattled off the rest of his sentence, “It’s a Halloween party. So, you are going to have to wear a costume.”
“What sort of costume?” He asked, his voice lowering to one of concern.
“You’ll see,” Jane patted his arm gently, “Goodnight.”
Loki had decided to leave well enough alone at the moment. He knew whatever costume she had in mind could be changed into something he could endure with a simple work of magic.
The next Saturday evening found Loki looking at his reflection in the mirror, “Why am I dressed as Han Solo? I thought since we were going to Stark’s party in New York, you would dress me as Darth Vader so I’d be concealed.”
“No, you are Han to my Leia,” Jane called out from the ensuite.
“I rather thought you would choose Padme,” He spoke as decided his outfit wasn’t altogether displeasing.
“Just because I kinda resemble her doesn’t mean I want to dress up like her,” She replied.
“So which movie inspired our Han and Leia?”
“Return of the Jedi.”
“Oh?” He asked as he adjusted the gun belt for the third time. He finally waved his hand to magically make the fit more agreeable, “The happy ending?”
“No, the scene we never got to see,” Jane stepped into the doorway of the ensuite as Loki turned to face her. She twirled the thin chain attached to a light neck manacle which matched the rest of her movie-accurate enslaved Leia bikini from Jabba’s palace.
She had never seen Loki at a total loss for words.
Until now.
“We are not going to Stark’s party,” He finally declared as he crossed the room towards her
As Loki swept her against him while backing her against the wall, Jane grinned slyly, “Never thought we would.”
It may have started innocently. It didn’t end that way.
Shall We Dance- Lokane
A/N: This’ll be the first of my @mcubingo fills. Because I’m ambitious (read: stupid) I’m going to attempt a full blackout. So here we go with number one!
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01: Dancing (Loki/Jane)
Jane wasn’t looking for a dance partner. Then one found her.
“May I have this dance?”
There were a lot of ways Jane could’ve imagined seeing Loki again. This wasn’t one of them.
That he’d faked his death (again) was not news to her. Thor had messaged her from his hijacked spaceship full of displaced refugees that Asgard was gone and Loki was back. A nice sentiment considering they’d only just broken up.
That he’d then died for real, only to come back to life along with half the universe thanks to some vaguely explained timey wimey BS (Darcy’s words not hers), was a bit more of a shock. But even knowing Loki was alive and freely roaming the earth, she never thought their paths would cross again. Surely, he’d have better things to do than seek out one of his brother’s exes, of which she assumed there were many (not a crack against Thor just an observation given his age).
Yet here they were, at Tony Stark’s wedding of all places. Jane had donned a respectable green dress for the occasion- which coincidentally matched the accents of Loki’s suit perfectly- and a marginally comfortable pair of pumps. Somewhere on the dance floor was Darcy, leading Ian in their fifth dance of the night, because that girl was incorrigible and poor Ian didn’t have a proper ‘no’ threshold. They weren’t likely to be back any time soon. Jane would have to face the music alone.
“Seriously?”
Loki’s smile, which definitely did not make her toes curl, widened. “You haven’t had a partner all night. It’s wrong for such a beautiful woman to be ignored.”
“Maybe I just don’t want to dance,” Jane countered, which was kind of true. She hadn’t come here looking for a date, but watching Tony and Pepper have their first dance as man and wife, followed by twenty more couples joining in for the next song, she was increasingly aware of the cold, empty spot at the table next to her.
“If that’s the case,” he intoned, “tell me you don’t want me, and perhaps I’ll leave.”
“Okay, I don’t want you,” she said, which was definitely true. “Now leave.”
“I don’t feel like it.”
“You said you would.”
“I said perhaps I would.” Then he sat down. Right in that cold, empty spot, which was now full of his presence. “I’ve decided I’d rather not.”
It wouldn’t occur to Jane until sometime later that she could’ve just gotten up and sat somewhere else. By then, she’d be glad she didn’t, but for now, Loki was about as welcome in her life as a swarm of mosquitos. In an attempt to dissuade him from further conversation, she turned her attention to the dance floor. There was Darcy, spinning a green-faced Ian. Vision and Wanda, wrapped in each other’s arms, floated an inch off the ground and seemed to be hugging more than dancing. Contrastly, Peter Quill and Gamora had decided a disco routine was perfect for an adult contemporary love song. Bruce was leading a slightly unsteady Valkryie, and after five straight minutes of Peter Parker stammering compliments at her, Shuri finally realized he was asking her to dance and they were now on their second number.
“Are you not jealous of their happiness?” Loki asked.
Jane feigned a look of boredom. “Oh, you’re still here? Thought you left ages ago.”
“Only if you’ll go with me.” Damn that grin.
“Why would you want to dance with me in the first place? You know I dated your brother, right?”
“Indeed you did, and are no longer. Unless you were hoping for a reconciliation.”
Jane glanced at the mile-long refreshment table, where Thor had spent the last twenty minutes trading stories with Steve Rogers and King T’Challa. He hadn’t spoken to her all night and might not even know she was there. Once upon a time, she would’ve ached with a need for his acknowledgment. Now, she just eyed a tray of shrimp cocktails and reminded herself to grab one later.
“Tonight, I’m just hoping for something to eat,” she said. His eyes sparkled mischievously as she pointed at him. “Do not make an innuendo.”
“I wasn’t going to.”
“Yes, you were.”
Loki hummed, one long finger stroking his chin. “You know me too well, my dear. Shall we have that dance now?”
Jane closed her eyes and wondered what the hell ever happened in her life to lead her to this. “I’m not getting rid of you until I give in, am I?”
“You said it, not me.”
He offered her a hand. Common sense dictated that she should not even think about thinking about letting Loki lead her anywhere, even if it was just a dance. Fortunately, Jane was never known for being sensible. That was how she won the Nobel prize.
“I hope you know all the steps,” she said as they arrived on the dance floor in time for a smooth R&B song to start up. “Because… I honestly don’t.”
Loki quirked an eyebrow. “Not much a dancer I presume?”
“I think the last time might have been my senior prom.”
“And here I thought you were just being coy.” He pulled her close, much closer than necessary. Jane would’ve pulled away except his arms were like metal cords, and God he smelled good… “No matter. I’m always happy to take the lead.”
“Okay, that was definitely an innuendo.”
“Only if you want it to be,” he whispered huskily in her ear.
And Jane couldn’t say she didn’t.
12 hours (roughly) until the first round of cards are release!
Who is pumped???
Declaring My First Bingo!
Very excited for my first bingo for @mcubingo!
Username: roxashighwind
Type of Bingo: Line (plus one additional fic that doesn’t count for a whole lot)
Relationships/Characters: Peter Parker, Clint Barton/Scott Lang, Brunnhilde(Valkyrie)/OC, Brunnhilde(Valkryie)/Bruce Banner/Thor, Clint Barton/Bucky Barnes
Prompts: Sleepover, Secrets, Cooking, Chocolate, Assassins or Spies