I Have Stayed In My Bf's Parents Home, Taken Care Of Their Pets And Farm Animals, And Driven Their Youngest

Oh just tear my heart out why don't you???

The Best Medicine

Word count: 6,282

Loki x reader (SFW) – the reader is not gendered (no pronouns are used), however, since I identify as a lady, this might read more like a female reader. No use of Y/N. 

Content warnings: Discussion/symptoms of cramps (never specified as menstrual cramps, but it is lightly implied), taking medication, sort of graphic descriptions of pain (nothing too horrible, but if you’ve ever had cramps, you know how it is), slight NSFW joking (b/c Loki lol)

Summary: the reader experiences bad cramps, and Loki puts his magic abilities to good use

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This is my first time writing Loki and my first reader insert, so apologies if things are a little funky

 Part two (complete)

You and Loki had a sort of arrangement. It had started completely by accident one fateful night – a night that had you battling for your life. 

Cramps. You were having god-awful cramps. 

They had woken you up in the middle of the night, pulling you out of a blissful unconsciousness to the feeling of your insides being ripped to shreds. 

You groaned, rolling off your bed and just managing to kick your legs underneath you before stumbling towards the door.

You didn’t think to put socks or a sweatshirt on, despite the cold temperature inside the compound – all you could think about was getting ibuprofen in your system before you exploded from the sheer pain of the claws tearing at your internal organs. You really needed to keep a bottle of Advil in your room. Unfortunately, the medication you were looking for was in the kitchen. 

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sometimes I forget that tumblr is the only site I can be on that nobody from my actual real life knows about or could find me on and that I can rant or write really shitty poetry about stuff any time I want. Its free and the police can't stop me and neither can the people who know me irl and would be mortified! Thrilling!

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In his room, windows open, warm out, smells like woodsmoke. It's quiet. We're playing separate games, looking at each other, separate music. He listens to rock, I have Lana in my earbuds. I'm in his boxers. It's easy. Sometimes feeling like a woman is the best thing in the world. Sometimes, it does feel like a blessing.

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