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Do you like cosplays? I doooo OwO

I think they are cool, but I myself do not cosplay.

:D

Happy 2024 Pride Month everyone!

I know I haven't been posting like I used to, but I've been dealing with a bit of life stuff. Nothing bad, just general life things, such as ADHD and school.

I am so excited to celebrate this pride month and hope all of you feel proud to be yourself! Live authentic and be true my friends, and Happy Goddamn PRIDE MONTH!!!!

#Ironfrosthawk

I have new thought. Clint x loki x tony. Here’s why

THE SARCASM WOULD BE OFF THE CHARTS

Clint has someone to train with

CUDDLING

Clint could keep the two in line bc he gives off cunning and parental vibes

Designing weapons as gifts

I just this is so random but ya know. You love characters hit em with the poly stick

I SHALL CALL THEM IRONFROSTHAWK

😎Marvel Prompt Time!!! 😎

Loki is a character that is complex in the fact that he is conflicted internally, as he wants to do the right thing but doesn't knows how and that it wouldn't matter in the end.

From his home life being disfuctional, neglected and essentially being raised with the intent to be a bargaining chip, to being treated as the villain consistently despite countless effort to show he can be a hero, Loki is just handed out the worst cards over and over. It makes sense he acts the way he does.

If the myths have any truth, Loki also suffered abuse in many forms besides the emotional neglect he endured. Possibly his mouth being sewn shut the biggest one.

It makes sense then that he would be in a constant state of hypervigilance and pushing back against anyone: especially Thor.

But the chronic stress and torture on his mind from the constant cycle takes a toll.

So my prompt to the fanfic writers:

Loki has reach his breaking point. The const stress, hypervigilance, the paranoia that anyone and everyone is against him, and the negative world views, causes his internal narrative to collapse. He can't hide his feelings anymore, screaming into an empty meadow on an empty planet, everything- every feeling inside starting to drown him.

Loki can't even physically stand, pushed to his knees and dropping his head to the ground with his arms around himself. This is Loki at his lowest. His magic is uncontrollable at this point as well, lashing out and exploding at random some parts of the ground, creating pillars of ice and thunder, ripping apart the planet inch by inch.

Then Thor appears to Loki, real and true. He could feel Loki's soul tearing itself up and about to implode. He tries to reach out to Loki desperately, to save his sibling from himself. Loki pushes Thor away.

Thor isn't deterred.

Shielding himself using his hammer, Thor makes his way to Loki through the chaos. When he finally reaches his brother, he falls beside him and takes Loki into his arms. Holding Loki tight Thor says the thing that cuts through to Loki's conscious: I love you, Loki.

With no barriers to stop the emotions from rising, no strength inside his heart to continue pushing Thor away, Loki sobs as he allows himself to be held. The chaotic hurricane around the brothers becoming lesser and lesser. Thor repeats the words and quietly murmurs words of reassurance.

Thor tells Loki he is forgiven and that he is sorry for his part in Loki's suffering.

They stay there, the chaos finally gone and the peace returning, allowing themselves at last the space to letting themselves to feel grief. To feel anything at all.

When the time comes, Thor offers Loki his hand to go home. Not to Asgard, but home. Home with Thor. Loki makes a choice; taking Thor's hand and following him back.

Marvel Prompt!

Steve is walking towards one of Tony's 'relaxing rooms', looking for Tony himself. He had come back with Loki from a mission, both injured. Neither bothered to go to medical at all, as usual. Thor was looking for his sibling, intending to carry him to the infirmary kicking and screaming if he had to.

So it was a surprise when Steve bumped into Thor, heading for the same room. JARVIS had said that both were in this room, but left out that they were in it together.

Entering the room both Steve and Thor were surprised, the room being a small library. On two of the walls were large shelf's containing books, the rest of the room furnished with a few small tables and places to sit on the floor. Tony and Loki were on the floor by a window, a perfect view of the city, resting against each other. Loki reading quietly, while Tony rested with his head on Loki's should.

Both were clearly tired, sore, and physically exhausted. Steve, nor Thor, knew about their emotional or mental state.

Loki spots them, makes a sign to keep quiet, then simply reads some more. Steve shakes his head, amused, and Thor gives a small huff of a laugh. Thor walks over and gently pats Loki's head, murmuring how he loves him. Steve walks over to a section of wall to open a hidden panel, revealing a med kit.

Both Steve and Thor decided to give the two a break, letting them rest in their comfort place today. Tony hugs Loki's arm when Steve tried to pull him into a more suitable position, giving a small puppy whine. It also occurred now to the two that wasn't injured, the ones who had to patch up the wounded, that it wasn't going to be easy bandaging them up.

It was clear now, both were mentally exhausted. Emotionally? Strained, very strained. Nothing but some cuddles could fix it though, cuddles and snacks!

The most romantic thing ever

Tony: What should we do this weekend?

Clint: Eat pizza.

Tony: I mean… Something romantic.

Clint: Eat pizza in the rain.

Marvel Prompt!

(It was supposed to be just a regular day. Everything was perfect and peaceful, the heros could relax, and some could catch up on work that needed to be done. Then a rouge enchantress had to detonate an entire street to burst into flames. The Avengers rushed out quickly, Loki warnes being careful to avoid the flames as it is magical.

The battle was tough, the witch being tactical and an excellent fighter. Eventually though, the enchantress was cornered, there was no where to escape or much magic left to rely on. In a last desperate attempt to gain victory, she throws a spell out hitting three of the Avengers. Steve, Clint, and Loki were flung back and landed a few meters away. Despite that, it seemed like nothing happened, no mind control or hindering effect presenting itself. The witch howled with anger.)

Enchantress: *Furious* HOW?! You should be under my control, be hopelessly in love with me! How did you reject my magic so easily!?

Clint: *snorting* Yeah... No, you may look good but you are not my type.

Loki: *bemused* You also have a horrid attitude and personality. I don't know how anyone could fall for a wretch like you.

Steve: *amused* Sorry ma'am, but I already have someone else I'm looking at.

(It was Steve's words that froze the Enchantress. Genuine love for another person negates the spell she used, instead of being in control of them it is the person who they are in love with who shall have control. They will be loyal only to them, willing to to anything to protect that person.

Enchantress knew she had nothing on her side and had finally lost this battle. With her last bit of magic, however, she fired one last blast of magic at the closest Avenger. It was Tony. He couldn't move in time to avoid it, couldn't even react in time to raise his arms, he could only process the magic coming towards him.

Tony was shielded by magic, a forest green color he had become so familiar with. Loki was standing before him before he could blink. The god was pissed.)

Loki: *Wrathful* YOU DARE ATTACK MY LOVE?! YOU SHALL PAY!

(Loki wasn't the one to lash out though, it was Clint whom pinned the witch to the wall using his arrows. Steve had thrown his shield when the initial blast had been thrown, causing the witch to stumble. Now, Steve had retrieved his shield, walking towards her, pulled out magic restraining cuffs. Clint had rushed to Tony's side after he made sure she wouldn't be moving anytime soon.)

Clint: *Concerned* Tony! She didn't get you anywhere, any pain?

Tony: *Confused* What? No, she didn't get me at all. Lokes here had stepped in fast enough to shield me from harm.

Steve: *Serious* You better be telling the truth Tony, none of us like seeing you hurt. I've called Fury to come pick up the villain, so we'll be starting clean up pretty soon.

(Tony was so terribly confused about what was going on. It was normal for the Avengers to be protective with each other, but never had any of them had the sudden speed or feral behavior that the trio were showing. Then it clicked for Tony. The magic, it made sense now why they hadn't been mind controlled. They already were in love, and Tony knew that the 'ones' who they loved was him alone.

It didn't make sense to him, he denied it and tried to come up with a different answer. The truth couldn't be ignored. Loki, Clint, and Steve were giving him looks of fondness. Looks you'd see couples giving each other.

The nail in the coffin was their eyes. What should be their normal eye colors were replaced with Cupid pink, and almost seemed to sparkle with hearts inside the iris.)

Tony: *Hesitatent* Are you guys okay?

Loki: Of course, as if a cheap parlor magician could hurt me. If anything, I fear she's more dangerous to you due to her cunning wits of fighting.

Clint: *proud* Not a single scratch on me, Tony! The witch may have magic and technique on her side but I'm clearly superior in combat.

Steve: I'm alright, Tony. I am more worried about you than myself right now.

(Tony was flustered. He wasn't used to being cared for, nor was he ready to learn that three Avengers were in love with him. It didn't help that Tony had no idea how to fix this mess. He only knew that he was so screwed.)

What are your three genders? Are they fluid/flux/fluix in anyway or are you always all of them at once?

Hello! Thank you for asking, I identify as male, female, and nonbinary. I use they/them pronouns and I am all of them at once. I don't flux between the genders.