hellobluemeetsgreen:

Inside my head when I see this…

Darcy looks up and asks, “You never told me your name.”

“I am Loki the God of Lies and Mischief. I have many gifts but the
one gift I have amongst your kind is the ability to tell if one is
telling the truth.”

“Does that mean you know when someone is telling a lie?” Darcy smirks.

“Essentially yes.”

She opens her mouth, “So if I say that I dislike arrogant men, am I lying or telling you the truth?”

Loki smiles, “I cannot answer your question.”

Darcy huffs, ‘Well, that’s a crock of shit, you said you were…”

Loki
interrupts and raises his palm, “The reason why is because it depends
on the man you are with.” Loki steps closer, “I might go so far as to say
you might be drawn to such a man given the circumstances.”

Darcy tries to ignore his words as her heart begins to race.

Loki gets closer and leans toward her ear, his breath heavy against
her neck. ‘You see Miss Lewis, given a certain man, a woman will follow
her deepest… darkest desires…. Imagine your tongues fighting for
dominance in an open kiss until one yields, touching one another in
heated passion, Shedding all inhibitions to explore hidden yearnings of
lust and love you didn’t know you possessed. Then in a culmination of
concupiscence, he reaches the very apex of your core and nothing can
compare to it and you’d be willing to give in to those desires again and
again.”

Loki pulls her face towards him, “Now the real question is…”

Darcy closes her eyelids and gasps “Yes?”

“How strong are you to fight against it?” Loki walks away…. his long fingers wrapped around each hand behind his back.Darcy
just stood frozen.

She forgot about her
surroundings. With mere words, his voice spoke with a liquid venom of
sexuality that Darcy was sure a nun would have caved in.

Thinking to herself, “I need a joint and my vibrator when I get back to the trailer….”

fiireproof:

extraordinaryloki:

ohhhmyloki:

lokiwholockfactory:

vicariousvictoria:

nuggsmum:

zorped:

nuggsmum:

izhunny:

mastreworld:

lokilover9:

the-lokis-queen:

ruinsmami:

Do you ever look at guys hands and think fuck yes

Uh huh…

@mastreworld I thought we talked out this? *cries*

We did, and we need to talk some more.

Notice how gently he moves his fingers over it.

Then pay attention to how he lets his fingers trail along the shaft of the scepter…

And how he elegantly throws and catches the cup:

Those hands are capable of quite a few things, I imagine…

Omygodhisfuckinghands!

I hate this place.

…but i love his hands.

Truth.

I BOTH LOVE AND HATE THIS PLACE AND THOSE GODDAMN HANDS

@izhunny

Toucha toucha toucha touch me.🤤

No, seriously.

i’m weak

im dead

bebhemmo:

Avengers and actors who play their young characters 💚

***i know Erik wasn’t an Avenger, but – just like Loki – he was never a villain. Just been through too much and I believe he could have been a part of the team too. Wow he deserved better & I made myself sad again 🙃

mischiefslady:

For @whyndancer I know you’re having a rough time at the moment so I hope this little Tasertricks drabble-y thing makes you smile.

Jane caught the wide grin on Thor’s face and turned to see what he was smiling at. Across the lab Darcy crept on silent feet to stand behind Loki who was seated at his desk combing through old books he’d brought from Asgard. She had a pitcher of cold water in her hands. Her intent was glaringly obvious. Jane sighed softly and opened her mouth to shout a warning. The last thing she wanted was another childish prank war in her lab. Thor’s hand on her arm stopped her.

“Leave them be,” he whispered.

“But Thor, water? Lab equipment!” She returned in hushed tones.

“This is a but a game, my love. Darcy clearly wants Loki’s attention and he knows she is there. They have been dancing around each other for weeks now.”

Huh? Jane stepped closer to Thor and realized he wasn’t just amused at the antics between his brother and her lab assistant. He was actually rooting for them.

How did she miss that?

Thor stood just as a high shriek pierced the air. Jane had just enough time to see Darcy, soaking wet, being tugged onto Loki’s lap, as he laughed. A genuine laugh, too!

“Come, love, I think it prudent to take a break now,” Thor said as he gently tugged Jane towards the door.

“But my work,” she started to say until she took a quick glance over her shoulder.

Darcy was currently wrapped around Loki, her face carefully cradled between his gentle hands. Jane had no way of knowing what he said to her in that moment, but the soft look in his eyes, and Darcy’s shy smile made her think that Thor was right.

Perhaps Loki and Darcy were a thing after all.