My Love Letter To The Queer Silver Lining Of 2020

Just The Touch Of Your Love

Summary: When Loki finds out you’re a tad bit touch-starved, he decides to take matters into his own hands… literally.

Warnings: none? massive fluff

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The main distinction is that pan people are genderblind (meaning they have no preference between one gender and another). Use whatever label you feel most comfortable with though, only you can make that choice for yourself.

NOTE: the choice of what you want to label yourself as.

I dont really care if you use the term bisexual or pansexual, but what i DO care about is that you understand that bisexuality at NO stage in history was EVER trans-exclusionary. Bisexuality has always included trans folks, and non-binary folks, and the entire spectrum of gender between male and female, as well as Definitively Gender and agender. It has ALWAYS meant "attraction to more than one gender." It has NEVER meant "attraction to cis men and women only."

So, pan, bi, use whichever label you will. But do NOT buy into the recent-years innacurate concept that bisexuality is attraction to cis men and women only, because thats literally never been the case.

Coming to theaters near you: neurodivergent wedding caterer looses their shit as a group near them shout for no fucking reason.

I heard too many sounds at once and now I am a bitch

Gender Dysphoria in Transgender Kids Is Not Caused by 'Social Contagion,' Study Finds

Contrary to a previous study that claimed gender dysphoria in youth is a product of social trends, researchers found that many transgender youths are subject to bullying and suicidal thoughts

Before you say “Duh,” remember they are using the social contagion lie to make life saving health care from children and teens.  Studies like this can be used in court to fight for the rights of children in our community.

Firetruck game

Loki: I learned a new midgard game. It called firetruck.

You: How do you play that?

Loki: I run my fingers up your legs and you say red light when you want me to stop. *smirk*

You: Okay *suspiciously*

[Loki moves his fingers up Y/n's tighs*

You: Red light

You: Red light! Loki, I said red light!

Loki: *chuckle* But dear, Firetrucks don't stop for red lights.

Bonus:

Loki: Oh your face is red- Are you burning up? Do you want me to put that fire out with my 'hose'-?

do you have any prompts for people who are starting to very obviously fall in love but they're still denying it?? thanks in advance :))

I have something like that here, but here’s more anyways :) 

- - - - -

“I challenge you to a fight. If I win, you go to dinner with me.”

“Hell yeah, and if I win, we have a sleepover.”

C : “Or you guys can just...go on a date together?”

“This isn’t a date, C. Where did you even get that idea? This is just friendly banter.”

“Sure.”

- - - 

“A, cmon. It’s obvious you have a thing for B.”

“Why does everyone keep telling me that?!”

“...you’re not denying it either.”

- - -

“Um...how did I end up in your lap?”

“You were passed out drunk and I decided this was better than lying on a cold, hard glass table.”

“Oh, okay. Thanks, A. You’re an awesome friend.”

- - -

“Hey, A. Do you have a minute?”

“Give me a sec, C. I’ll just wish B good morning.”

“You guys are so in love.”

“No, we aren’t!”

“Uh huh, so why are they the first thing you think of in the morning?”

“...”

- - -

“What’s your favourite flower?”

“Maybe lavender. Why?”

“A florist opened up near my house, I thought I’ll get you something.”

“Are you getting me flowers as a friend, or...?”

“completelyasafriendnothingelse”

- - - - -

Don’t return ebooks or audiobooks you’ve consumed on Amazon and Audible

Amazon and Audible made it into their policy that you can return ebooks and audiobooks and get a full refund.

They actively promote this, making their book shop into a book lending service, de facto a library you subscribe to. That’s their business plan to encourage subscribtions.

The dirty thing, however, is that Amazon and Audible are making the authors pay for each refunded item. They will detract money, income, royalties, from the authors’ account. They’re not hurting from the refund, the author is.

Look, no-one is saying you’re not allowed to return an item if you’ve read the first 50 pages or listened to the first 45 minutes. Maybe the style is not your thing. Maybe you don’t like the narrator’s voice. Maybe the quality of the writing drops severely after chapter three. Go ahead, if the product is bad, return it.

What I’m talking about is that no one should be able to listen to a ten-hour audiobook or read through nearly an entire novel and still get a refund.

Most of the readers don’t know who’s paying for this business plan. It’s not Amazon and Audible, they’re still keeping your subscription money. It’s the authors.

Spread the word.

@wildefire Here it is! c: /i kinda imagine a college Steve for this one idk why :D:D/

2. Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on you again for taking advantage of my compassionate and forgiving nature! HOw dare you.  + 3. Me? Overreacting? Probably.

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Today was the day. Finally you had the day off for yourself and after the mission you told everybody you’ll see them around later and you sprinted to your room. You took off your clothes and wrapped your body in a nice fluffy towel, then grabbed the little pink bag from the shelf and entered your bathroom.

You closed the door and filled the bath tub with hot, steaming water and added your favourite scent to it. You were really excited, because this was your first free day in three weeks and all you wanted to do was to sit in that bath tub until you grew gills.

You lighted some candles, their delicate aroma was simply heavenly. But the best was yet to come! Yes, the little pink bag - you opened it and unwrapped the colourful bath bombs. “Finally I get to see what’s all the fuss about” - you said to yourself excitedly as you bit your bottom lip and dropped the rosy-lime one in the water. Just watching it turn the transparency into a nice pinky colour was so satisfying, you couldn’t wait to get in this tub and enjoy the afternoon.

Candles, flowers, some chocolates, everything was perfect. Your muscles were so tensed and your body craved relaxation. You closed your eyes and tilted your head back, a sigh of pleasure escaping your lips, when suddenly you felt a gush of cold air hitting you. And then a loud dropping sound.

This made your eyes open right away. You looked aroud - the door was closed, but what the hell was that on the floor. It looked like a little box, but it was… Ticking?

You opened the door just as the smoke alarm buzzed , just so you could stand face to face with the Devil himself, who stood at your door, biting on an apple, while blue smoke was coming out of the bathroom.

You grabbed him by the collar of his shirt and pushed him against the opposite wall. “You! You little cheeky bastard! How dare you ruin my only free day?!” - yelling at his face seemed to do nothing, so you grabbed his apple and tossed it at the wall. “First you turned my hair green, then you shrank my clothes so they can only fit a fucking ant, then you came in my room naked in the middle of the night and scared the crap out of me. It’s not funny! I fucking thought I was getting kidnapped! And now this?! ” - by this point he was trying really hard not to laugh, so he just bit his lip, but his eyes were almost watering from the laughter he was holding in.

“It’s not fucking funny Rogers!” - you pulled him again and this time he laughed and leaned over the door frame. He was desperately trying to say something between the gasps for air “Your… Your face is blue” - he laughed, hitting the door frame with one hand. You started clapping slowly, in a sarcastic manner “Aren’t you the most observing person in the world! No, no, you know what fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on you again for taking advantage of my compassionate and forgiving nature! HOw dare you?  ”

You poked his chest with one finger and then crossed your arms, still glaring at him. Your hair messy, your face blue with some darker patches of blue on your shoulders, your body covered with the towel. You were mad at the moment, but in reality you looked beautiful to him, even in your crazy states.

You bent down a bit, holding your towel with one hand - “This is war, Rogers and you’ll get it!” - he looked at you with a cheeky smile and then got up, pulling you closer by your waist, so he can clean some of the blue from your face. “Aren’t you overreacting a little bit?” - he asked childishly, his smile only growing bigger, his brows raised as if he was so amused from your overraction.

You waved a finger in front of his face “Me? Overreacting?? Probably! But that doesn’t stop me from getting my revenge on you!”

~~ You planned your revenge for a few days and a couple of days later it was time to get your plan going.

You tried to seam calm and collected during the weak, as if you had forgotten everything, but in reality you were just looking for the right opportunity. And so the day came.

Steve was in the kitchen, just a towel wrapped around his waist, his body glistening with some fine drops of water. He was cooking something, when you tip toed to him and wrapped your hands around him and placed a kiss on his bare back. You felt his muscles tense and his skin heat up. He turned around and as he did you placed another kiss on his neck. His hands just barely resting on your waist.

Your relationship with him was complicated, but not complicated enough for you not to notice his constant flirting with you and so you knew this would have his mind running thousand miles per hour.

His head moved to the side involuntarily and you kisses his ear, but tried to stay calm. As much as you liked the game, turning your face blue for two days straight was no fun. You had to move fast because very soon he’d realise what was happening, so in one quick motion you handcuffed him to the fridge and unwrapped the towel from his waist.

He had no time to protest because the next thing you did was ripping the flour packet he had prepared all over him and pulled a camera from behind your back. “That’s what you get for messing with me, Rogers” - you said teasingly as you snapped just one photo of him and then put the keys on the far end of the table. You spared him once last look before you exited the room, you winked and then stuck your tongue out at him when he said with a smile “I’ll get you for that!”

Ginger Writes Masterlist

The culmination of all my writing. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading my work. Creativity is meant to be shared, so thank you for letting me share the tiny bit I have with you.

Last updated: 12/26/18

Loki

Loki’s Happy Ending

Summary: a whole bunch of drabbles of various levels giving our lovely Loki the happiness and character development he deserves!!

Heat Wave (Series Masterlist)

Summary: An 11 part series in which after getting a severe concussion at the hands of Captain America, you get roped into helping a certain Asgardian Frost Giant regain trust and a clean name in his homeland - and he isn’t happy about it. But maybe… if Loki could trust himself enough to feel something for once… things might be different.

Angst, swearing, kinda violence, slowburn, if you stick it out till the end I reward you with fluff

Please, Kiss Me

Summary: In what will eventually be six unlinked pieces of writing, I give you five times that Loki kissed you, and one time you kissed him.

First Kiss

New Years Kiss

You’re Not Leaving Me, Are You?

Mistletoe Lover

…

…

You and I Just Make Scents

Summary: A quick one shot where your restless, sleep deprived mind drifts off to your lover.

Pure. Fluff.

Snowflakes

Summary: A one shot in which you get to experience the first snow of the season with your husband, who doesn’t seem to mind the cold as much as you do.

Pure. Fluff.

Broken Beds

Summary: You and your husband kinda sorta accidentally broke your bed one crazy night. You leave it up to Loki to tell Tony the problem and get a new bed, but his version of what happened doesn’t quite match yours.

Pure fluff

*cough* suggestive themes

Battle Scars

Summary: Marrying into royalty is not as glamorous as one would hope: no one wants to see you by Loki’s side. But Loki assures you of his undying love for you, scars and all.

Mentions of self harm

Angst covered in fluff to make it all better

I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus

Summary: Loki is the greatest husband…and an even better father. A little mischief-maker to join in on his fun? Sign him up. Christmas Eve arrives, bringing with it a stressed out you, so of course, Loki helps you calm down. That naturally calls for spiked eggnog, a nice little makeout session, and one (1) slightly cringe-worthy situation.

Pure. FAMILY. FLUFF.

Making out, innuendos heh

Vacation

Summary: Spending a night in jail with the god of mischief? Sure, what could go wrong?

Pure. Fluff.

SugGeSTiVe ThEMeS

Loki Drabbles Masterlist

The link/masterlist for Loki’s happy ending is better and puts these drabbles + more in order, this one does have a couple not on the other one though!

Bucky Barnes

Sorry!

Summary: A power outage during a storm leads to awkward situations that you couldn’t be more grateful for.

Fluff. Swearing. That’s the whole fic

Ours

Summary: When Bucky gets called back into service, he promises you to be back by Christmas. But unfortunately, things don’t always turn out the way you hope for.

Wartime angst

Fluff, angst, fluff. I’m tryna make you cry

Peter Parker

Fuzzy Socks and Warm Hearts

Summary: What happens when you’re dating the biggest dork in all of New York, who also just so happens to be an Avenger? You get taken on dates unlike any you could have ever imagine, that’s for sure.

Pure. Fluff.

HEY YALL

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Please, im trying to help show them that they deserve to live and be happy.