This Look Is Genuinely Sickening Like Don Said "[mobius] Is A Pretty Cool Name" And Loki Looked At Him

𝐉𝐁, 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 | 𝐉𝐉 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐤

𝗖𝗿𝗲𝗱𝗶𝘁𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗹𝗮𝘄𝗿𝗶𝘁𝗲𝘀𝘀_ 𝗼𝗻 𝗪𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗽𝗮𝗱

𝘛𝘞, 𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘴𝘦 + 𝘑𝘑'𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘥

"Come on j, can we please watch a movie?" I ask him walking over to my bed.

"i would love too y/n but we have to finish your math so you don't get held back, your already failing" JJ says turning the chair that he's sitting on towards me

"please jj, it's one movie" i plead laying down on my bed

"how about this" he says walking towards me "we finish your math homework then you can pick whatever movie we watch, deal?"

"how about we watch a movie then we finish my homework" i say sitting up.

"You're not winning this argument sunshine" jj says picking me up and throwing me over his shoulder.

"jj!" i say slapping his back

"shit, y/n don't hit there on my back" jj says setting me down

"sorry jj" I said, kissing his cheek "your dad again?" He looks away and sits on the chair again. He shakes his head and pulls me to sit on his lap. "Just stop talking about it" jj says grabbing my pencil "let's just finish this then we can watch your movie yea?"

"yea" I say, grabbing the pencil and continuing my homework. jj puts his head on my shoulder and points out where i go wrong.

"There you go, you're finally done, now let's watch the movie you wanted to watch" jj says pressing his lips against my shoulder. I nod my head and stand up walking towards my bed.

"what movie are we watching" he says standing up walking towards my bed

"the mighty ducks, the first one though, you've never seen them before" i tell him laying down

"That's because I have no interest in those movies," jj says, putting his head on my stomach. I smile at him and run my fingers through his hair while turning on my laptop that sometimes doesn't turn on.

"They all look so young and since it's near the end we can see them-" I say but look down to see JJ asleep. I shake my head and get up to grab a glass of water. i go to the kitchen and see john b, kiara, sarah and pope talking

"y/n! just because your dating my best friend doesn't mean you get to keep him 24/7" john b tells me walking towards the kitchen

"this is the first time we hung out alone jb, you guys are always in the room making sure we don't do shit" i say taking a sip out of my water bottle

"what's that on your neck?" john b says going into protective brother mode and checking my neck out

"birthmark dumbass, and if i were to have a hickey it would be in a place that wouldn't be shown" i smirk at john b, he looks at me with a disgusted face. jj walks out of my room and towards me wrapping an arm around my waist

"you left me" jj whispers in my ear and kisses the back of my head

"i know, john b held me up complaining that i took you away" i whisper back "come on let's go watch the rest of the movie"

"keep the sound to a minimum" kie yells looking at us then at john b

"no closed door! keep it opened" john b says to us. I scoff and grab jjs hand walking towards my bedroom. jj takes this as a chance to smack my ass

"jj maybank!" i say laughing, he just smiles at me and kisses my forehead

"gross jj that's my sister" john b complains walking over to where sarah is.

"oh please you do worse with sarah" y/n looks at her brother

"shush"

CRYINGGGG

❛ 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ❜

The Night We Met || Loki & Mobius [ AU +S2]

prompt list

she told me not to, but i’m just gonna say it; @floofparker wrote these, and they’re absolutely flawless, every single one of them. i told her i wanted to write a prompt list but i didn’t know where to start, and her wonderful and talented self took time out of her evening and WROTE THESE FOR ME ????

i love you, thank you 💓

romantic:

1. “how could i not miss you? are you out of your mind?”

2. “i hate you.” “forty minutes ago, you didn’t appear to hate me when you were suggesting that i kiss you.”

3. “i have always been in love with you.”

4. “what’s not to love?”

5. “it really is not that hard. you could just sit there and i’ll fall in love with you”

6. “you know i’d do anything to make you stay.”

7. “come here and tell me.”

8. “jesus, i really want to kiss you right now.”

9. “do it again, please.”

10. “i was on the other side of the world and all i could think about is you.”

11. “we could be anywhere, i don’t care as long as i’m with you.”

12. “it’s raining, baby please come inside.”

13. “i care about you. it’s really that simple.”

platonic:

1. “you’ve come a long way and i’m proud of you.”

2. “if anything, you have me.”

3. “you are my best friend in the whole wide world, of course i remember”

4. “you can’t cook for the love of god. let me do it.”

5. “hey, i love you but i’m not jumping in the freezing cold pool for you.”

6. “i am not even gonna lie; boston is boring without you three losers.”

7. “fuck, you scared me!”

8. “it’s funny because that hair cut absolutely suits you.”

9. “oh my fuck. you’re so corny.”

10. “he cheated on me.” “you’re absolutely not going to believe this.” “what?” “i told you so.” “shut up.”

11. “do you want anything from the store?” “no.” “okay whatever you say ms. ‘why didnt you buy me anything.’”

angst:

1. “sometimes, i believe my life is simply made just for me to long for you.”

2. “i think you don’t truly understand what you want until it’s right in front of you, gazing into your eyes and quietly pleading for love.”

3. “not when i have loved you all my life.”

4. “what do you mean? i never stopped loving you, not even when i wanted to.”

5. “you’re a little too late.”

6. “you just don’t get it do you? i love you, damn it! what more do you want me to say?”

7. “listen, if you’re out here kissing random people, you might as well just kiss me.”

8. “i’m confusing? you’re the one that’s confusing!”

9. “you can’t just push me away!”

10. “i knew it wasn’t going to last.”

11. “i’ll do it right this time, i promise.”

12. “and it sucks because i want that with you and i know i can never have it.”

13. “that happened when you left, yeah.”

14. “you know he still thinks about you, right?” “that’s not enough.”

15. “and I love you and you deserve to know that. everyone deserves to know that someone loves them…you don’t even have to say anything.”

16. “just know when you left, nothing has been the same.”

strange love - king!steve harrington x loser fem!reader

everybody wants to know… if we fucked on the bathroom sink.

18+ ONLY MINORS GO AWAY!

warnings: mean!dom steve, steve is a dick, public sex, light degradation kink, unprotected penetrative sex, cream pie, reader cries, angsty angst

based on strange love by halsey

thank you as always to my love @onegirlmanytales for beta reading this at like 1 am. 😘

divider credit: @firefly-graphics

You shouldn’t have come to this stupid party.

And you wouldn’t have, if Steve hadn’t practically begged you to make an appearance. It was only going to lead to more heartbreak for you, having to watch him flirt with every girl in the room. It would end with you going home alone, wondering why you weren’t good enough to be on his arm. But you went anyway, your heart outweighing the logical side of your brain. You even made sure to wear your best dress, hoping to catch his eye. But Steve didn’t look your way the entire night, and you felt defeated.

It wasn’t until a piece of notebook paper was tossed at your head, unraveling the crumpled page to find a few words written in his familiar script. Meet me in the bathroom - Steve. You immediately slip the note into your purse, finishing the few remaining sips of the drink in your cup before you make your way to the second floor. You knew the male's house far too well now, having found yourself in his bed more times than you liked to admit.

It wasn’t supposed to happen like this, it was only meant to get back at your cheating asshole of an ex-boyfriend, Troy. You found him in bed with Vicki Carmichael, all because you weren’t ready to have sex with him. As much as it hurt you, part of you was incredibly relieved. Something wasn’t cliquing with the two of you, and deep down you didn’t want him to be your first. Troy and Steve were good friends, so it felt right to ask Steve to be the one to take your virginity. Telling yourself it would royally piss Troy off, but you’d always secretly had a crush on Steve since middle school. That was your real reason, not that you’d ever admit it.

Steve was extremely willing to grant your request, but what neither of you expected was that he would keep coming back for more. You had him wrapped around your finger, without even realizing it. But you both made a promise to keep the whole thing a secret, any plans of revenge being thrown out the window. Now that you weren’t dating Troy you had gone back to your quiet loser status, which you preferred anyway. But Steve couldn’t have that ruining his reputation, so you went along with it. But it didn’t stop the two of you from hooking up multiple times a week, which led you to the present moment.

Your breathing was labored, partially due to the hand covering your mouth. You could hear the bass of the music from outside the bathroom door, so there was no need to be extra quiet. But with Steve it was a necessity… especially in such a public place. With anyone who could press their ear to the door and figure out what was happening. You were bent over the bathroom sink, Steve fucking into you with such a ferocity it made your knees wobble. He had barely let the bathroom door shut before he was on you, tugging your panties down your legs.

“God you’re such a little tease you know that? Wearing this fucking dress, getting me all worked up.”

He’s growling in your ear, whimpering against his hand as he pounds into your cervix. Steve is gripping your hip so hard you know he’ll leave bruises behind, but the harsh action only turns you on more. Knowing how desperate he was to have you, made you putty in his hands. Your own hand is moving between your thighs, finding your bundle of nerves and circling it with your fingers. You glance into the mirror in front of you, watching his face as he continues to ram himself inside you. His honey brown hair sticking to his forehead, eyes meeting yours in the reflection. There’s a knowing smirk on his lips, as he watches you intensely.

“Hm, look at how pathetic you look already honey… letting me use you like a whore. But you like that don’t you? You like being my whore?”

You find yourself nodding, still unable to speak. Steve had fucked any coherent thoughts from you, seeing how ruined he had made you already. Mascara was streaming down your cheeks, looking at your fucked out reflection as he continues to pound into you from behind. Your eyes can't help but focus on him now, seeing how his mouth falls open groaning as you continue to pulse around his cock. He looked so pretty like this, and while you had witnessed it many times now— part of you still was so mesmerized by him. You can feel your orgasm bubbling up in your belly, continuing to rub your clit faster.

“S-Steve!!”

You cry out against his hand, his name muffled as your eyes roll back as your orgasm crashes over you. But Steve doesn’t let up his pace, your knees shaking as he fucks you even harder.

“I know you can cum harder than that honey, do it again.”

He nearly growls in your ear, dropping his hand from your mouth and knocking your own out of the way to continue to rub your overly sensitive clit. You’d barely come down from your first high before he has you barreling towards another one. Steve is hitting that sweet spot inside you with perfect precision. Your eyes meet once more in the reflection, that cocky look plastered on his face as you feel yourself falling over the edge again. Gripping the counter with one hand and covering your mouth with the other to muffle the scream that rips itself from your lungs. Your scream mixed with how much you’ve soaked his cock is enough for Steve to break, painting your inner walls with his release.

He finally stills his hips at your deepest point, in an attempt to keep his cum buried inside you. The thought makes you feel a little dizzy, as it was Steve’s secret way of marking you as his. Both of you attempting to catch your breath, the sounds of the party carrying on as if nothing had happened. Steve finally releases your hips, as you grip the counter to hold yourself up. You whimper as he slides out of you, suddenly feeling empty. The male is quick to tuck himself away in his jeans, roughly pulling your panties up your legs. You can feel his cum beginning to pool in the lacy material, the dirtiness of it making you flush more.

“Wait a few minutes before you come back downstairs, yeah?”

Is all he says before he’s slipping out of the bathroom, running a hand through his thick brown hair. The door closes softly, and that feeling of shame washes over you again. You shouldn’t be surprised by this, it always ended the same way each time. But you can’t stop the tears from flooding your vision, sitting down on the edge of the tub. You let the traitor tears fall for a few minutes before standing once more, trying to collect yourself before returning to the party. You cleaned up the mascara from your cheeks, fixing your hair before finally descending the stairs on shaky legs. Making your way back into the sea of people, what you find in the living room feels like a punch to the gut.

Steve is on the couch, another girl already straddling his lap with her tongue down his throat. You can only stand to watch for a moment, bolting out of the room and into the kitchen in search of another drink. Thankfully the kitchen was almost empty, except for a familiar brunette sipping on a soda. You don’t say anything to the male, grabbing a bottle of vodka and bringing the rim to your lips. Jonathan looks at you concerned, immediately rushing to your side in an attempt to get the bottle from you. You give him a dirty look before taking another swig, before he finally wrestles the bottle from you.

“Hey, that’s enough now. I think I should take you home.”

The only reason Jonathan was even there in the first place was to be your ride, he hated these parties. And he especially hated Steve Harrington. But he was your best friend, and he would’ve done anything for you. And right now anything consists of getting you home before you do something stupid. Jonathan sets the bottle on the counter before lightly setting his hand on your waist to guide you through the house to the front door. The vodka you had just chugged was starting to kick in, as you stumbled alongside him. What you didn’t notice in your drunken state though was a pair of honey eyes watching you from across the room, jaw clenched in jealousy as Jonathan helped you out into the warm summer night.

there will be a follow up part or two to this, don’t you worry.

thank you so much for reading! comments and reblogs are always appreciated! 💞

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Now playing… Bad idea by girl in red

Thinking about making out with robin in her suit.

ₓ˚. ୭ ˚○◦˚.˚◦○˚ ୧ .˚ₓ

Just as Robins’s shift ended you pulled her towards the back of the store away from all the prying eyes of customers. “Wha- why did you drag me out all of a sudden?” Robin huffed. “You look hot in a suit Robs, plus your shift is over so.” You answered looking at her with lustful eyes. Robin who had a lot to say less than a second ago had suddenly forgotten everything. The way you were looking at her was making her feel all tingly inside. Without another word, Robin crashed her lips against yours making you moan softly into her mouth. Your hands went up to grab her collar tugging on it. Robin continued kissing you with passion, her hands tangled in your hair. She pulled back panting for air and smirked at you. She lightly whispered, “What if I start wearing the suit at home?”

sexual tension prompts.

i deleted my old blog by mistake, so i’m revamping these!! if you want to reverse them, add a +, like so: [ PIN ] + and the roles will switch! these prompts are inspired by THIS MEME! they’re designed for all muses, regardless of whether they’ve interacted before or not!

[ PIN ] : sender pins receiver against a wall.

[ HANDS ] : our muses’ hands touch. (anything from grazing past or the hand holding content we all deserve.)

[ GAZE ] : sender watches receiver from across a crowded room.

[ GUIDE ] : in order to guide the receiver, sender presses a hand against the small of their back.

[ INVITE ] : sender asks receiver into a private room with nobody else present.

[ TOUCH ] : our muses touching one another discreetly but intimately in a public setting.

[ LICK ] : sender licks something from their thumb or lips in front of receiver.

[ SLEEVES ] : sender rolls up their sleeves to reveal their forearms.

[ SMIRK ] : while interacting with receiver, sender can’t resist a smirk.

[ NECKLACE ] : sender fastens a necklace around receiver’s neck, leaning in close to do so.

[ CLOSE ] : our muses are in a position which leads to the sender stepping intimately closer to the receiver.

[ UNBUTTON ] : due to heat or stress or other reasons, sender unbuttons the top of their shirt to reveal their neckline.

[ DANCE ] : our muses dance together in close quarters.

[ DEFEND ] : sender physically intervenes between receiver and a source of unwanted attention.

[ TEXT ] : sender texts intimate content to receiver.

[ PHONE ] : while on the phone with receiver, sender flirts teasingly during the call.

[ BEHIND ] : unexpectedly, sender arrives close to receiver from behind, taking them by surprise.

[ WET ] : our muses find one another in a torrential downpour of rain, both soaking wet.

[ LEAN ] : sender leans tantalisingly close to receiver to retrieve something or catch their attention.

[ LOOK ] : sender initiates intense eye contact with receiver.

[ ALONE ] : our muses find one another alone in an isolated setting.

[ ASK ] : sender asks receiver if they’re single.

[ WHISPER ] : sender leans close to receiver’s ear in order to whisper something to them.

[ BRUSH ] : sender reaches forward to brush a strand of receiver’s hair from their eyes.

[ STEADY ] : sender steadies receiver by placing their hands on their waist when the receiver almost falls against them.

[ SMILE ] : sender begins to grin at something the receiver is saying, like a big unstoppable grin.

[ PULL ] : sender pulls receiver into their side as they’re walking together.

[ STRADDLE ] : while sparring, sender gains the upper hand and pins the receiver in place, straddling their waist in the process.

[ BLADE ] : sender, having been enemies with the receiver, places a knife to their throat, but does nothing else.

[ STARE ] : while the receiver is speaking, the sender’s gaze drifts to their lips.

[ UNDERCOVER ] : while pretending to be a couple for the sake of a mission or other purpose, sender and receiver find themselves giving a Remarkably Convincing performance that leaves them questioning how platonic they really are.

[ AFTER ] : sender has just impulsively and passionately kissed the receiver without any warning nor apparent reason. how does the receiver respond?

[ REMARK ] : after someone passes a remark on what a cute couple the seemingly platonic sender and receiver are, the sender casts a meaningful glance at the receiver, expecting them to say something about it first.

[ PHOTOGRAPH ] : as someone volunteers to take a picture of them on a day out, sender instinctively wraps an arm around the receiver to steady them, holding them close for a photo that turns out to be more romantic than they were expecting.

[ CHALLENGE ] : after the receiver teasingly suggests that the sender is a terrible kisser, sender immediately and fervently proves them wrong with a long, passionate kiss that leaves the receiver taking back what they said.

[ LANGUAGE ] : sender begins to speak seductively and fluently with the receiver in another language.

[ CONSTANT ] : after days/weeks/months/years of endless flirting back and forth, sender finally dares the receiver to go beyond flirting and break the tensions between them properly.

Lokius mornings

“food as a love language” prompts ˗ˏˋ ꒰ 🍊 ꒱

-ˏˋ. dialogue ˊˎ-

⋆ “i know you said you weren’t hungry, but i made you something anyways.”

⋆ “you seemed a little off on the phone, so i wanted to make sure you had something nice to come home to.”

⋆ “i heard you reminiscing about it the other day, so i called your mom and got the recipe.”

⋆ “hey, hey- i know you always say you don’t have time to eat breakfast before you leave, so i got up early to make you something you could eat on the go.”

⋆ "you know i don't mind that you can't help me while i'm cooking. wanna help me plate it up now?"

⋆ “of course i remembered what you like, why do you think i always have it made fresh when you come over? i’m not actually a psychic.”

⋆ "well you said you were craving [insert food] and it's too late to run to the store to grab it so yeah, i made it for you."

⋆ “come on, i can see you’re starving. just let me make you something, you know i don’t mind.”

-ˏˋ. actions / scenarios ˊˎ-

⋆ practising cooking a dish from their friend/partner's childhood in secret before serving it to them for the first time

⋆ gently reminding them to eat

⋆ always having the ingredients for their comfort meal on hand in case they have a bad day

⋆ navigating around their sensory issues with food while cooking for them without being asked

⋆ dropping off food for them during a stressful day

⋆ being patient as they teach the other how to cook

⋆ learning how to prepare food from their home country for them

⋆ wordlessly setting a meal down in front of them after they come home at the end of a long day

Let time pass ⏳ (What really happend at the end /srs )