Hopefully This Is Relatable And It Isn’t Just Me👀

The petrichor (Loki x Female Reader)

Note : No summary, just a short little drabble I had to write because I was listening to on the nature of daylight by Max Richter. Beware this gets real sad real quick.

The moment he saw her, she was dancing in the rain with no care of the world, her feet splashed through the muddy pool of rainwater, the sound of her giggling echoed in his surroundings. The petrichor filled his senses and he could only associate that smell with her from that moment onwards. That's when he found her, that's when she found him.

...

"Marry me?" He turned his head towards her as they stargazed on a random summer night.

"Did you just ask me to marry you dove?" She giggled and interlinked her fingers with his.

"Yess ..marry me please"

And He did, because there's nothing else he had ever desired more than to be with her for the rest of their lives. It rained on their wedding day too, he always thought of it as a sign that it was meant to be. That she was meant to be his for life. The petrichor, he was engulfed by her. She was there.

....

"I miss you dove" Staying apart while he was on a mission were the hardest days to bear. He missed her, he missed her around him. Every piece of him craved her.

"I know sugar, is it raining there?" He closed his eyes and sighed. It was raining indeed.

"Get out of your room, smell the earth, and feel me, as long as it's raining around you, I'm always there with you I promise" He stood on his balcony and took a deep breath. The petrichor, and he felt her, She was there.

...

"I'm pregnant" she giggled as she passed him the stick, two pink lines. A baby girl arrived a few months later, he was blessed with a family of his own. He finally had it all. And it rained that night too. The petrichor. She was there, and she gave him more than he could have asked for.

...

"I'll call Bruce, I'll get in touch with the best oncologist there is in the world..I'll.. " He felt her tight embrace and that managed to cut him off mid sentence, she didn't let him finish, she couldn't, it was pointless. Every second mattered, she was here on borrowed time now.

"Lokiii noo ..it's okay..it's okay I'm here..I'm here..look at me..I'm here..with you baby''

It didn't rain that night. It was a sign, And he knew that he was going to lose her. Forever.

...

He placed the flowers on her grave, a year after she left him, the silent tears escaped his eyes, he was angry, so upset, how could she leave him like this.

"Whyyyy dove? Whyy would you do this ..I'm alone, all alone..all over again..why?" He collapsed on his knees, why would they take her away from him? How dare he get blessed with such a beautiful life and then have it all taken away in the same lifetime?

He felt the tiny little fingers of their daughter grabbing his large big ones. He wasn't alone anymore. He had a part of her.

Then it rained, the petrichor. He looked up at the sky, the memory of her dancing in the rain haunted his vision and he knew that she was there, everytime it would rain she'd be there.

“Loki grew up in a palace, and he’s very balletic, the way he fights. It’s very graceful and very beautiful. Loki has this matador style of fighting, where everything is about a kind of elegance and a kind of showmanship. We’re actually trying to build on everything I’ve done, but make it even more graceful, I suppose. If I can.” LOKI’S FIGHTING

[id: screenshots of tiktok captions. the images say, “but the only reason we still love princess diana is because she did not have the time to disappoint us.”]

begging queer kids to read up on princess diana’s involvement with the community. yes, she was a rich, pretty monarch. yes, she died young.

but the reason why queer people love her is because she used her privilege during the aids crisis to advocate for sick queer men, when very few others would - much less someone of her status.

diana spent years advocating for the health and care of queer people with hiv/aids. in 1987, at the height of the epidemic, she opened the first specialist clinic dedicated to treating aids patients (the first clinic of it’s kind in the uk).

she also fought public hysteria by hugging and shaking bare hands with aids patients, at a time when aids was thought to be spread by skin to skin contact. not only that, she visited patients in the clinic regularly and even comforted them through their sickness.

and when queen elizabeth told her to try focusing on “something more pleasant”?

diana ignored her and kept fighting.

and this is only her work towards the aids crisis. she publicly called out the royal family, brought attention to numerous world issues, and was known as an advocate for empathy and kindness. she’s known and loved as the people’s princess for good reason

I hate it here so I will go to secret gardens in my mind (reading my fav x reader tags)

Loki Cuddles & Affection HCs

Loki taglist: @y-napotat ❤︎ @elainavmarie ❤︎ @thefandomchoosesthewizard​

Cuddles:

Loki loves cuddling you — he simply adores you being in his arms, the warmth of your body near his, it’s perfect to him. He’s very touch sensitive / oriented in his love language, so it’s a perfect match. 

Holding hands — when you’re sitting with your back against his chest, Loki brings his arms around you, sometimes to hold you even closer against him, to which you set your hands on top of his forearms. Other times, more often, he plays with your hands in his. He places his hands palm up, as you set your palm down atop his. From there he gently, keeping your hands together, lifts them up, twists them side to side, occasionally interlacing your fingers.

↳ sometimes he reveals his frost giant form, only allowing the blue to spread half-way to his elbow. He loves the way you gasp in awe at it, and trace the patterns on his skin gently with your fingertips.

When you’re sad — Loki is the exact person who you can say nothing to and yet he knows something’s wrong. He’ll watch you for a moment, reading your expression, before walking over to you, arms slightly lifted to the perfection position for you to fit in them. He’s ready to cradle you, resting his chin against your temple, or kissing your forehead / top of your head. He will hold you for as long as you need to be held, zero complaints.

He doesn’t mind at all if you tend to be “clingy” — he absolutely craves any kind of attention, so if you’re more of a physically “clingy” individual, he really has no problem with it. He can tell when you want more physical attention, and he gives you everything you need. 

He loves when you fall asleep cuddling him — often times you don’t realise it, but you cling on to him when you’re falling asleep and you don’t let go. In fact when he starts to move, your fingertips subconsciously grip against him tighter. When he’s finally picked you up, to carry you off to bed, he loves how you snuggle yourself right against him in his arms. || He’s super attentive to you once he’s in bed beside you, since he had to let go of you to set you down, he makes up for it by keeping your super close. Which he loves, because he feels protective.

Random times — Loki has been know to just come up to you and pull you into a hug. If you’re laying down, reading / on your phone on the couch / bed, he will crawl from the end of the bed / couch up to rest his head on your stomach, wrapping his arms around your your frame, his hands caressing your back as he buries his face against your stomach. Sometimes you giggle, or squirm a little, but that only makes his smile. 

Morning / Night — he 100% cuddles you in bed, in literally almost every way. He’ll let you cuddle against his back like a little backpack, he’ll tuck you against his chest, your back against his chest, head resting on his bicep, he’ll let you rest on his chest, and sometimes, he’ll find himself laying on his stomach with you sprawled out on top of his back, head between his shoulder blades. 

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| andrew!peter x reader

summary: how you’d react when you find you are peters lockscreen

warnings: none

authors note: hi i’m back !!! this has been sitting in my drafts. gotta be honest, not my favorite things i’ve written but it’s still pretty cute. enjoy !!

these past few days you had been so exhausted, managing work and school wasn’t what you anticipated for college. but you needed the money to keep your apartment, there were some perks. like free sandwiches from your co-worker, or free drinks. very nice, especially on the days you were incredibly busy. like today.

you walked into your apartment, which you frequently shared with your boyfriend, peter. he would stay over for a few days or sometimes weeks if he’s not busy. you loved having his company, it kept you distracted and not worried about all of the assignments you spent hours working on. he was like a breath of fresh air. taking your bag off and letting it drop to the floor with a thud, slipping your shoes off, and walking to your bedroom to change.

coming back into the main living area, you saw peter on the sofa, kicked back on his phone. “the hell? when did you get here?” you stopped in your track, staring at the back of his head.

“like five minutes ago, I’m pretty sure you fell asleep while changing” he laughed, looking over his shoulder. you only rolled your eyes and walked into the kitchen, peter followed behind you. “how was work?” you opened the fridge for a drink, peter leaned against the counter. “samantha quit today. we are understaffed now” you sighed, taking a few swigs of the liquid. “i’m considering leaving too. with the exams coming up i haven’t had time to even think about studying.” you sat the bottle down on the counter, peter came to your side running his hand up and down your back. “you know” he started, “i could move in. help you with rent and everything.” he finally suggested, this wasn’t the first time he brought up moving in with you. it’s not that you weren’t ready, you were but you didn’t want to put the burden of rent on him.

“i know, i just don’t want the responsibility falling on you.” now, you had turned around to face you. you yawned before he could answer. “let’s talk about it later. do you want to watch a movie with me?” you were so exhausted you didn’t think you’d survive a movie but it was better than doing loads of homework. you nodded, which made him grin. he took your hand leading you into the living room. he sat down first, you followed. stretching your legs out and resting your head on his thigh. you weren’t even paying attention to the movie he picked, your eyes began to get heavy closing them from time to time but trying your best to stay awake. you failed miserably. within ten minutes you were out like a light.

peter noticed almost immediately, your breathing had evened out and you weren’t moving as often. he didn’t mind it at all, you deserved to get rest. you had been working so hard lately and peter just wanted you to take care of yourself. he made sure not to move much that way you were comfortable. as the movie progressed he couldn’t stop taking glances at you, how your face looked so relaxed when you were asleep. he grabbed his phone and opened the camera and quickly snapped a few pictures of you. he smiled to himself, going back and reviewing them.

when you woke up in your bed you were very confused, knowing you fell asleep on the sofa and suddenly you’re in your bed? peter probably brought you in last night. you got up, shivering at the contact of your feet and the cold floor. you opened the bedroom door, greeted by the smell of breakfast. you rubbed your eyes, entering the kitchen seeing peter at the stove. “g’morning” he smiled, looking up at you. “what time is it?” you asked, taking a seat at the table. “little after noon” he said, turning his phone on and putting it back down. you glanced at his phone seeing his lock screen. “pete” you groaned, “i look awful in that!” you hung your head.

peter laughed, putting a plate in front of your and kissing the top of your head. “i think you look beautiful”

haha remember when peggy carter moved on after losing steve and saved the world like fifty times and fell in love with a hot as hell disabled vet with a heart of gold and went on to create SHIELD... then avengers endgame obliterated her entire arc and turned her into a voiceless love interest

There’s fanfiction…. And then there’s FANFICTION. The kind of shit you happen upon at like 3am or some other ungodly time because you were trying to find a fix for ur fixation at the time and you are just SUCKED IN and every sentence feels like a line of cocaine and it has quotes and imagery that permeate your brain and it’s the shit that sticks around in your consciousness forever and it never goes away and it’s always going to be one of Those Fics.

Viktor just went from being some guy to my all time favourite Arcane character. Funniest possible direction they could’ve gone with him. Every fuck in his mind body soul was spent and gone when he emerged from that goop. Woke up purple from a near death experience and immediately dumped his situationship, quit his job, fucked off to the undercity wearing nothing but a blanket and then became the second coming of Christ on accident. King of protecting his peace. Imagine being that guy who tried to shank him. Some Czech twink with dick and balls hanging out starts glowing and then magically cleanses the poison from your body. I’d be on my knees worshipping him too man what a fucked up situation. Someone please get him some trousers

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