vexing-obsidian:

“And you’re a…Dammit, what are those things called..” Snapping his fingers, completely missing the snapping sound they’re supposed to make, he perked up and shot her a condescending glare. “Stale. I may say your name at whatever pitch I like, and I do mean, any pitch.”

Glancing over and accepted glass of more ale from his fellow, rowdy mate, he downed the sweet beverage In front of the brunette, keeping emeralds trained on her the entire time before openly dropping the glass onto the floor, smacking his lips loudly, beaming bright moments later. Sighing loudly at her rush to leave the crowded building, he took her smaller hand within his and begun to lead her towards a wall, stopping abruptly right next to the exit. “My Gods, Darcy, has the door disappeared?!”

brown hair draped over darcy’s back as she groaned again, louder than before. ‘ uhhhhhhhh. god, how are you a god?! ‘ she then took control of leading him outside, tugging his hand more forcefully. ‘ i hope your head fuckin’ pounds the shit out of you tomorrow. it’s probably gonna feel worse than when banner took you down. ‘

she made herself smirk with that one, standing outside the bar and taking in the fresh air.  ‘ tomorrow, i swear to god, i am going to get a drum kit and play it right next to your ears. you ruined my night. i have barely had three beers and i am already dragging myself to a diner for coffee, thanks to you, god of assholes! ‘

trixked:

It wasn’t hard to keep her hidden away— imprisoned but far from prying eyes or from anyone’s knowledge. His father had many secret chambers, they littered the palace and long ago Loki had made it his job to know of them, without his father finding out of course. It was a fun little game he played when he was alone. 

He kept her in one of these such chambers, having taken on his father’s visage he was able to come and go as he liked without a care in the world. It was Odin’s form that entered the room initially, the door closing behind him and clicking to a lock before he began to make his way over. As he did he discarded the look of the elderly god and switched back to his own form in a glimmer of light.

He was pleasantly surprised to see that she was now awake and sitting upright. He strode up to the bright, golden cage he kept her in, like a prized pet and looked her down much the same way you would a fascinating insect. 

❝I was beginning to think you would never wake.❞ he said, taking something from behind his cloak. ❝I was able to recover these, I imagine they’re important to you?❞ He asked, holding out the glasses through the bars of the cage for her to take. 

They didn’t have such things in Asgard, there was no need, but he knew that mortals were thousands of years away from being on their level, so she probably did need them to improve her sight at least.  

her chocolate colored hues remained wide with fear, staring at him without breathing for a while. when it finally hit her that she was forgetting to breath, she took a deep breath in that was also mixed with a gasp, her hand flying to her chest and darcy leaning of the bed slightly. 

‘ oh god. i’m gonna be sick…it wasn’t a dream. you’re here. you’re alive. ohmygod, why am i still alive? how am i still alive? where the hell is jane and thor and ian and…holy shit… ‘

she squeezed her eyes shut tightly, attempting to take deep breaths to calm herself. her hands balled in fists and she clutched at her own clothing for a few seconds before she calmed (well, ask calm as a girl in her situation could get) and opened her eyes, the gaze landing on him. 

shaking legs eventually stood up, making their way over to him. darcy tried to contain the shaking of her entire body, especially the hand that slowly edged towards her glasses that lied to his hand, but failed, the shaking probably felt when she plucked her glasses from his hand and opened them to place over her eyes. 

with clear eye sight, everything seemed so much worse. brown orbs closed again, the brunette taking in another deep breath. her eyes opened once more but this time staring at the ground and haltingly lifted her eyes to stare at him.

more silence accompanied her staring before her mouth opened and what came out was purely darcy. 

‘ what the fuck, man?! ’

theghostassassin 

 ‘ i, uh…are you..like..a robot?
because, whoa, if all of them look
like you then i welcome the day
when machines take over the world. 

ofburdens:

         ❛ I do believe the correct term
                  would    be    sarcastic,    darling. ❜

‘ if that was the question i’d asked,
i’d already know the answer is yes. ‘

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Anonymous asked: Loki & Thor

Suggest two people for my muse to have a threesome with and my muse will tell you yes or no.

‘ …well, i don’t know about thor, because jane’s swinging his hammer and i’d feel pretty bad…but maybe we could replace thor with another loki? ‘

she does not have a thing for bad guys.
she does not have a thing for bad guys.
she does not have a thing for bad guys.
especially not ones who have attacked new mexico and new york. 

–like for a starter!

heldentxd:

some surprise crossed his features
before the corner of his lips curled
upwards.

   “most people are rather reserved
   about my arm. unless they are
   Stark.”

‘ well, i’m not reserved about it, which
by the way, fuck those people, and i
am not an asshole with an ego the size
of an air balloon, but i think it’s awesome…
and that you should stick some
my little pony stickers on it.  ‘