"now my cats are a little tinky winky at me" -the
light of my life
"i say we just shave your head and be done with it" -the thor to my loki
"longest undefended border you little fucktwats" -the alfred to my matthew
"hey kid wanna look at some yaois" -my shota cohort
"Hitoshi-San is so sugoi I fucking can't" -my kawaii princess
beloved (thor/loki):
The one time that Thor didn’t love Loki–
crossposted (x)
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You come home at one o’clock in the morning feeling tired and irate because it had been a pretty shitty day at work, and you want nothing more than to crawl into bed, drown yourself in sheets, and stay there for the next two or three days.
As always, when you walk past the study, the door is shut but the lights are on, and if you press your ear to the door, you know you would be able to hear the sound of fingers typing furiously away. Or, if not – sometimes it’s the sound of paper being ripped and crumpled and maybe the sound of the trash can accidentally falling over due to a clumsy move, because he’s forgotten that he’d placed it right next to his chair.
Thor x Loki; Modern/Prostitution AU
“Loki gently patted the burn dry with his shirt, sighing when he saw that it would be added to his collection of many similar burns on his arms. One for each time he lied. Loki told lies all the time, but he didn’t lie about his mother’s addictions. Countless times, she would be on her knees crying and begging, holding his or Thor’s hands, and pleading about how she was going to change and how she was going to start being a good mother again. But her promises were never kept. Their mother was never going to be that bright, nurturing, shining woman that he and Thor grew up with, not since their father left. Loki doesn’t know how or why, but when he was only nine and Thor was twelve, something in the household broke.”
