The Masculine Urge

could you please hc for looking realizing he in love and all those new emotions and silly things, you know just something that makes my heart bound

Loki and falling in love

He doesn’t think it’s love at first but rather just a friendship because that’s how far he lets his relationships be

Then he notices the changes, how his eyes follow you whenever you’re moving around in the same room

Your little touches when you pull him somewhere or just brush a strand of hair out of his face

They lingered more and he finds himself thinking about your soft skin touching his face and hands

His body heating up whenever you hug him or hold his hand in occasions

He then comes to the conclusion that it might just be lust and nothing but how wrong he was

His heart burned for you when you laughed and gave your full attention to others

The bounding of his heartbeat kept loud in his eardrums whenever he made you laugh or smile

The way he finds himself getting lost in your eyes when you speak

The hesitation in his Demeanor just because he scared he’ll melt if he held you close

He notices the tiniest details about you

How your teeth show when you laugh genuinely and you pout when you’re in a bad mood

How your eyes sparkle with wonder whenever he showed you one of his spells

your cute little dance when you get something you wanted for long

He finds himself smiling softly at you, at the most random times

Being close to you feels like a really warm blanket being warped around his body

His name out of your lips makes him feel like time stopped and started In slow motion

His cheeks and ears would turn a light pink and sometimes blueish whenever you complemented him

It takes a lot for Loki to fall in love but when he does.

It a hard fall that leaves a permanent mark in his heart

Your mark

Subject File | LOKI LAUFEYSON

and i know now that, because of books, this world will never be enough for me

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I'll Show You

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Summary: You're not used to being put first, but Bucky will put you before anyone else

Warnings: None, I don't think

Words: 939

A/N: This is based on an idea that @marziwritesfic had, and wanted to read. So, I wrote something... I hope its okay.

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He had noticed it a few times, brushed it off the first and second, but now, it stuck with him. He thought back over those moments, remembered the surprise in your voice, the raise of your eyebrows. Or, how you would turn shy and lower your head, hiding your face. 

The first time it had happened, Bucky was picking you up for a date. He had arrived at your door, flowers in hand, at seven o’clock. He was on time, bouncing in his toes to fight off the nerves as he waited for you to open the door. 

But when you opened the door, peeking around the frame to see him, it was as if he were hours early. While your make-up was completed, your hair was in a messy bun and you wore your dressing gown. 

Now, your appearance didn’t bother Bucky. What was strange, is that Bucky knew you to be very punctual. In your words, “early is in time, on time is late, and late… well, best not bother”. 

So why were you not ready?

“Sorry, I didn’t expect you to be here on time, people normally aren’t.”

You had seemed even more shocked when he offered you the flowers, the bright colours eye catching against the pale paper which held them. 

“No ones ever gotten me flowers before.”

No, that couldn’t be right, Bucky thought. You were beautiful, both in mind and spirit, how could someone not have graced you with flowers before now? Had your father not gotten you some, a valentine maybe?

A damn right shame. 

Still, you took the flowers with warmed cheeks, hurrying to put them in a vase of water before making your way to the bedroom to finish getting ready. 

Though Bucky brushed this from his mind, he thought back on it now. How surprised you were which his punctuality and the small gift of flowers. 

The second time, you and Bucky were walking down the road. Your hand was tucked into the crook of his arm, tight against his side, smiling at the little exchange of words between you both. 

Bucky’s name had been called and when he turned around, Steve was there. He smiled, a bag with a local bookshops brand in hand, as he made his way over to you both. 

Watching the blond make his way over, your hand left from Bucky’s arm and you slipped behind him. Bucky, at the time, had thought you were nervous, maybe shy, because a six foot giant was making his way towards you. 

“Hey, Stevie,” Bucky greeted him with a hug before pulling away and reacing behind him, for you. “Sorry, I can’t really stop, Y/N and I have plans.”

You had looked at him with wide eyes, your mouth slightly open. Your eyes fluttered between the two men, not knowing what to say or do. Should you stay, go? Say hi or keep quiet. 

“This is Y/N?” Steve asked with a smile before turning to you. “Bucky doesn’t shut up about you, I think we all know your favourite flowers and music by now.”

“Oh, erm, hi,” you shyly waved, ducking your head down. 

“I’ll let you guys get on, but I got that book you wanted, I’ll put it in your room,” Steve said. “I’ll see you guys later. 

When Steve was just a few feet away, you had quietly whispered to Bucky that he could go with Steve if he wanted, he didn’t have to go shopping with you. Bucky hadn’t realised what you were really saying, really thinking, at that point. He didn’t realise that you thought you were a place holder. 

Looking back, he don’t know how he had missed it. But, Bucky was a fool among many other things. 

However, after that interaction, he started to place closer attention. 

You were surprised when he arrived at your home after work, in disbelief when he actually wanted to introduce you to his friends.

Bucky realised that you weren’t used to being treated with respect. And that floored him. 

You were amazing, in every way. How could someone not treat you in the way you deserved? How could no one give you flowers, or arrive on time to outings, or come to see you after work or in general, or introduce you to their friends? How could someone not put you in front of all others?

Bucky pulled the highlighter packet from his bag as he sat beside you on the couch, throwing an arm along the edge behind you. 

“Here, I saw these and thought of you,” he offered you the packet of pastel pens. 

“For me?” You asked, taking them hesitantly. 

He couldn’t sit quietly anymore, couldn’t listen to you think that you weren’t worth a single thought to anyone. You had to know what you were worth. 

“Y/N, I know that you’re not used to being put first,” his fingers nudged under your chin, making you meet his eyes. “But I will always put you first, you are my priority. You come before everyone else, if you need me, I’m there. I’m not going to be late to see you, I’m not going to cancel on you. I will buy you things because they remind me of you, because I want to. You are worth everything to me.”

Your lower lip wobbled as you listened to him, his words filling you with warmth whilst simultaneously breaking your heart. 

Finally, you had found someone who considered you worthy of their time, effort, and love. Finally, someone felt you were, potentially, the one. 

“And I’ll show you that every day.”

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I'm such a slut for intelligent, sarcastic, dark haired, morally grey villains

It’s also the fact that I would let a fictional man with dark hair, piercing eyes, a dark past, and morally grey morals ruin my life and I would say thank you

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Hi, this is my first post! Here are some of my fluffy head cannons about our favorite cat loving hacker

7 knows how to dance (Waltz, tango, ect) so he would dance with you whenever he has free time. Even if it means interrupting you doing daily tasks.Cooking/cleaning? Not anymore. this man has already swept you off your feet, and taken your hand in his and is currently twirling you around whatever room your in.*him humming howls moving castle*

You are currently cleaning up the kitchen after putting dinner into the oven when in comes Saeyoung. His crimson hair all messy from his nap. Coming up behind you, gently sliding his cold hands up your shirt resting them on your stomach. Slowly rocking you both side to side. He mumbles an “ nice and warm” while burring his head into the crevasse of your neck placing a little kiss right under your ear. His hair tickling your neck you let out a small breath and tell him to be careful and that it tickles. Your words just egg him on and if you didn’t realize your mistake sooner he would have caged you in and tickled you to death. You sharply say “don’t even think about it” feeling a light smile form on his lips you pull from his grasp and turn around to face him. His gives you a gentle smile, his eyes sparking like the stars he adores. You reach up and rub your thumb over his cheek “I know you to well by now sweetheart, but nice try” he rolls his eyes and brings his hand up to hold yours his fingers intertwining with yours. His other hand makes it’s way up to your hip gently holding onto you. His fingers gently pressing into you, subconsciously making sure you are there and not just a dream. He pulls you away from the counter and to the middle of the kitchen, you gently push some of his hair out of his eyes, “you are my North Star thank you for guiding me home” he quietly says while pushing his forehead against yours. “Your ufo crash landed on my heart alien boy” you retort. After a few minutes of silence just holding each other like it would be the last, he pulls back a bit. “May, I have this dance my love? Being held by you helped recharge my batteries” you smile at him sometimes even after being with him so long it makes your heart flutter like the wings of a sparrow, you say yes but not with words, placing a gentle kiss to his lips. He has a light blush dusted on his cheeks, his smile still bright. He takes your hand and bings it above your head and twirls you. Falling into his his arms you feel him dip you down and press a kiss onto your lips, his smile still there as he pulls you back up to continue. No music was needed just yours and his laughter. Nothing could be more pure than the love you felt for him, and he felt for you in this moment. Your souls danced like the two of you. Forever tied to each other, not even death could do you apart. (Hope you all enjoy!! sorry that it’s super long 😩 I just love him so much)