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Prompt: Long before Loki brought an army to New York, he was sent on a mission by his father, winding up on Earth. You’re an up and coming CEO, destined to take your father’s place in the company. Loki is a prince, training to be a king. What happens when your two worlds collide?

Warnings: language, angst

Word Count: 2758

Notes: Beta’d by @carryonmyswansong (some of it, but not all, so excuse any errors). Brainstormed, beta, and aesthetic creator @mrs-dragneel-stark-solo who helped me with this fic for over a year! She’s my rock and I’m so blessed to have her in my life. Thank you to all my readers who have been incredibly patient!

**NEW NOTE** The “interactive” part did not seem to work out as I wanted it to, so here are all the crazy possibilities that this story has to offer. I hope you enjoy…

MINI DESCRIPTION:

Loki Chooses The Throne - He Lies - You see each other one last time

Walking towards your quarters, Loki wrung his hands, digging his thumb into his hand repeatedly, his stomach full of so many knots it felt as if he’d swallowed dozens of snakes.

How could he tell you the truth?

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thejemersoninferno

I won’t even complain. I could but I won’t.

You know what you did there. How dare you.

As always, I loved it. I cried but I loved it.

chuckbass-love

matisse556 asked:

Hi there, so I was scrolling through TikTok and I was watching this one video of the guy singing careless whisper while looking very depressed and I thought maybe something like the reader was leaving for a girls vacation and Chris is being a little dramatic about it and Scott records him singing into a whiskey bottle and postes it on TikTok idk I just thought it would funny

chuckbass-love answered:

YES YES YES!! Although we’re all very aware of how independent Chris can be, how he is very vocal on his need for his woman to have her own things going on. We already know he’ll have his fair share of clingy moments. I had a lot of fun writing this for you. Thank you for requesting and i hope you enjoy it. I am also so terribly sorry for the long wait. I’ve been working my ass off to complete part 2 to a younger model. But i figured a nice short break to write this wouldn’t hurt. Enjoy, lovely🥰

Disclaimer: My work is not to be posted or to be translated anywhere else other than MY Tumblr, Wattpad and Ao3 without permission. Reblogs are welcomed though.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Fem!Reader

Warnings: None! Just pure fluff.

Word Count: 2,860

GIF NOT MINE!!! Credit to @chrisevansupdates 💕

Endless Pining

It had only been two hours…and Chris was already struggling. You had been invited on a bachelorette party for your sisters upcoming wedding and what was worse is that said party was in Cabo. You informed Chris of these plans months in advance and he was very cool calm and collected about the entire thing…until you started packing the night before.

“Are you sure you have to go?” he said, his eyes puppy dog like, he could have definitely given Dodger a run for his money in that moment. Gone was the Chris you were used to, the one that said he preferred his woman to have her own things going on, not wanting her to be tied to him all the time. And now look at him. Begging you to stay like some love struck clingy teenager.

Not that you’re complaining, of course. You love Chris, it’s obvious in the way you very nearly stayed home just to be with him. He’s the love of your life, as cliche as it sounds. Although every single heartbreak lead you to him, you still wish he was the first and only man you fell for, slept with and met. But such is life, you can’t complain now when all of that mess and hurt brought you to now, to being the woman who gets to be there at the end of a long couple months filled with interviews and awards shows. You’re the one he comes home to. And vice versa.

Chris makes you feel the way you’ve always wanted to feel. He doesn’t even make you question if you’re the only woman in the world for him because you already know you are. You’ve never had to make pros and cons lists of why you should and shouldn’t be with him and lastly, you’ve never had to ask him to treat you right. He just does. It’s refreshing.

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adventurerroam

I may speak like a woman, but my throat is a lovely murder, a dark tent.

my heart is closing like a fist.

I’m searching for a phrase that will release everything that’s pent up in me

God help me: I have no one to guide me and it's dark again.

Give me blood and rage and a heart for horror; teach me to be tough enough to face this world still standing. Make a Fury of me.

1 / 2. Kristy Bowen, "Girl Show" ( x ) / 3 / 4. Meditations in an Emergency, ‘Mayakovsky’ by Frank O’Hara ( x ) / 5 / 6 / 7. Henry Miller, in a letter to Anaïs Nin ( x ) / 8 / 9 / 10. Clarice Lispector, Água Viva ( x )/ 11 / 12. Elisabeth Hewer, from “Finding Ariadne” in Wishing for Birds ( x ) / 13 / 14 / 15. Gillian Flynn, Gone Girl ( x ) //

killbilled

Elisabeth Hewer, The Boy I Love Left Me for a Revolution

harrypotterhousequotes

jessyballet

feminismohoy-deactivated2023051

8M en Medellín.

oh-deardeer

Mariposas

Hoy se lucha desde cualquier lugar,
nos sobra coraje para gritar,
estamos cansadas de la mediocridad,
solo queremos y pedimos equidad,
de esa que es realidad,
no de la que es a medias
y solo sirve para publicidad.

Estamos cansadas que cada mañana
le roben la libertad a una hermana,
que no les importe su edad
que eso sea normal para la sociedad.

Nuestro puño arde en fuego,
se levanta por las que nunca volvieron,
tengo miedo, no lo niego,
de mañana ser yo a quien abatieron.

El recelo no nos detiene
la unión nos mantiene,
somos mujeres poderosas,
tenemos alas como las mariposas.

Karla M.

INFERNO

See, that’s what the app is perfect for.