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"They’re coming.”

lokiofmidgard:

lokiofmidgard:

Loki swallowed, glancing up at Anna with fearful eyes. Who is coming? They could encompass anyone. The Chitauri. The Avengers. Asgardians. “Are you simply jesting with me Anna?” He whispered nervously, emerald optics flickering to the door.

"You think me a coward to run?" He asked swiftly as he eyed the entrances. "How did you have word of their approach yet you cannot tell me who they are?"

Slender hands reached into his weapons sheath and he pulled out his golden daggers, knowing if the enemies weren’t Midgardian in nature he’d need much more then that. “I refuse to flee unless the situation calls for such drastic action.”

"I knew because I felt it, it can be bad energy or good energy but either way it’s coming along with the intention to do harm." She looked out of the window and pulled back the curtain, although it was too difficult for her to make out the figures in the darkness. "Don’t get yourself killed… I’ll just be here if you need me."


brandyalexanders:

AU: Family Business

Jim Moriarty takes a trip to New York to see how his sister’s faring on her end of their criminal network, finding that she’s been far more productive than anticipated.


"They’re coming.”

lokiofmidgard:

annaleyson:

lokiofmidgard:

Loki swallowed, glancing up at Anna with fearful eyes. Who is coming? They could encompass anyone. The Chitauri. The Avengers. Asgardians. “Are you simply jesting with me Anna?” He whispered nervously, emerald optics flickering to the door.

"Why would I joke about this? I’m telling you to warn you." She walked back to the window and looked outside, still not able to see anything that would give away who it was. "You can get away quick though can’t you? If you need to? There’s somewhere safe you can go?"

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"Safe?" He repeated, nearly yelling the word out, "This is the only place I have left Anna!" His mind was racing as he tried to collect himself.

If they’re on foot, it couldn’t be the Chitauri. The Avengers were a possibility. Midgardian law enforcement. Dark Elves. Crossing one possibility off only made several more appear.

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"Don’t take this out on me, it may not seem like it now but I’m trying to help you." She said calmly.

"You can either stay here and fight whoever it is or run and figure out where to go from there."She sighed and looked back to the door. "Unless they’re human and you take to hiding in the attic, I don’t know what else you can do."


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//All of my drafts are done, every single one. So throw your drabble prompts at me, throw AU ideas at me, throw cupcakes at me, or go plot with me, basically, I should sleep, and if you want something now’s your chance.


"They’re coming.”

lokiofmidgard:

Loki swallowed, glancing up at Anna with fearful eyes. Who is coming? They could encompass anyone. The Chitauri. The Avengers. Asgardians. “Are you simply jesting with me Anna?” He whispered nervously, emerald optics flickering to the door.

"Why would I joke about this? I’m telling you to warn you." She walked back to the window and looked outside, still not able to see anything that would give away who it was. "You can get away quick though can’t you? If you need to? There’s somewhere safe you can go?"


roleplayaskmemes:

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A mix of nsfw, crack, fluff, angst, etc.

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"Is this you?"

lokiofmidgard:

lokiofmidgard:

Loki let out a groan of protest at the old picture Anna held in her hands. “Where in the nine realms did you possibly find that?” His cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment as he gazed down at the small boy smiling up at the camera whilst Thor gave him a noogie of affection.

"There were a few good memories from that time if that means anything. Now they simply feel like a joke." He responded with a shrug of his shoulders while biting his bottom lip.

"Why do they feel like a joke? If you don’t mind me asking of course." She smiled a little as she looked at him. "I’m sure there’s something more lighthearted to talk about if this makes you uncomfortable…"


"Is this you?"

lokiofmidgard:

lokiofmidgard:

Loki let out a groan of protest at the old picture Anna held in her hands. “Where in the nine realms did you possibly find that?” His cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment as he gazed down at the small boy smiling up at the camera whilst Thor gave him a noogie of affection.

"I thought they were all disposed of to be honest." He answered, walking away from the shelf and sitting on the chair across from her own. "Frigga always loved to take pictures of Thor and I when we were little." A frown tugged at the trickster’s face at the thought of his mother. "Regardless. I doubt you’d find more."

"Because I won’t go looking for them." She said, smiling innocently. "And it’s perfectly normal to keep pictures around, even if you don’t get along any more I’m sure you have good memories from that time, right?" She asked, watching him carefully.


"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

troubledthunderer:

annaleyson:

annaleyson:

"I just like incense and candles ok? Get your mind out of the gutter."

"I’m no doctor… But I guess it doesn’t really matter about your calcium intake, you’re pretty resilient as it is." She smiled and sat back, tapping some ash off of the incense. "And if I’m that boring you can always leave."

"Or we could just dance with no thoughts in the gutter or talk about milk and just enjoy whatever this is," he said waved his hand in the air and spun her around in a circle once.

"This is…" She picked up one of the packs of incense to see what it was supposed to smell like. "Opium… Great. Why do they even sell this?" She mumbled and walked back to her seat. "No dancing, you’re dangerous when you dance."


"Is this you?"

lokiofmidgard:

lokiofmidgard:

Loki let out a groan of protest at the old picture Anna held in her hands. “Where in the nine realms did you possibly find that?” His cheeks flushed slightly with embarrassment as he gazed down at the small boy smiling up at the camera whilst Thor gave him a noogie of affection.

"Hardly. I believe the word you are looking for is mischievous, which I think by now describes me a little too well." He moved to the book shelf and arched a brow, "You really just found this sitting about?" 

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"Really." She nodded. "I wouldn’t even know where to start looking for pictures of you as a kid, I didn’t even know you had any or I would have asked to see them much sooner. Honestly, it were just on that box."


ladysifwarriorborn:

Wrapping an arm around her shoulders, Sif drew Anna close. “Your cooking is better than mine. And I will always preffer being just with you from sitting in a bar and scaring the men away from you.” Sif snorted as they walked. “It’s so difficult to restrain myself from dealing deadly damage on them.”

"You shouldn’t restrain yourself then." Anna grinned and slid her arm around Sif’s waist as they went down the road to her apartment. "And I’ll admit that I can cook, but it takes an incredible amount of focus for it to come out edible." She laughed.


"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

troubledthunderer:

annaleyson:

annaleyson:

"I just like incense and candles ok? Get your mind out of the gutter."

"The world is a mean place." She shrugged and reached over to take his hand and look at his nails. "Do you drink a lot of milk?"

"I… Milk?" he raised an eyebrow,
"What a shockingly boring question," he chuckled then shrugged,
"Some I suppose, Dr."

"I’m no doctor… But I guess it doesn’t really matter about your calcium intake, you’re pretty resilient as it is." She smiled and sat back, tapping some ash off of the incense. "And if I’m that boring you can always leave."


"I’m all for spicing thing’s up, but isn’t this a bit much?”

troubledthunderer:

annaleyson:

troubledthunderer:

annaleyson:

"I just like incense and candles ok? Get your mind out of the gutter."

"After all this time doing… pe… po… padi… padicyre?" he tilted his head, flexing his fingers as if his nails were so fantastic.

"A pedicure’s for your feet." She said, trying to keep a straight face. "And to be honest… Your nail beds suck." She frowned sympathetically.

"My nail beds?" he looked at her with big, puppy eyes,
"You’re mean."

"The world is a mean place." She shrugged and reached over to take his hand and look at his nails. "Do you drink a lot of milk?"