Loki & Frigga

Keith is a pretty pretty princess

Princess Keith has come to save the day! 

Please let Keith be in the DnD episode…

Here is my other Princess Keith stuff <3

Ahhh I really NEED a third part pls

Without Me (Your Secret Love pt. 2)

Pairing: Billy Hargrove x Reader, slight Steve Harringtion x Reader

Warnings: pining, jealousy, argument, cheating, underage drinking

Summary: Nancy tries to help you move on from Billy. Billy struggles with his emotions

Permanent Tags: @xlatinaaxx

Part One

“I’m so proud of you.” Nancy said as I hung up the phone. I reached for her, wrapping my arms around her. My body is still shaking and my heart aches as I sob into her shoulder.

“I shouldn’t even be crying like this.” I say, pulling back and wiping my eyes with a laugh. She just beams at me, squeezing my hand. She reaches up and helps me wipe my tears away.

“It feels like a break up. Of course it’s gonna hurt.” she placed her hands on my shoulders and smiled at me. “But the best thing to do now is build you up.”

“What do you mean?” I asked her. She just took my hand and pulled me into my bedroom, sitting me down on the edge of the bed. She knelt in front of me and took my face in her hands.

“It always does me good to pamper myself after something like this...When Steve and I broke up I got a new hair do, went to the spa and just loved on myself….Your situation is obviously different but if you wanted to, we can dress you up and go to Tonya’s party.”

“What?” I asked in surprise. “No way.” Billy had been supposed to hang out with me tonight, but since that wasn’t happening he most definetly would be at her house.

“Exactly.” Nancy said, “He’s gonna be there. And you’re going to be assertive.” She pulled me back to my feet and brought me to my mirror. She stood behind me, placing her hands back on my shoulders and peering at me in the mirror. “You’re gonna look hot. You’re gonna dance and drink and be a dumb teenager with me.” I smiled.

“That sounds great.” she grinned and clapped her hands.

“Okay. Let’s get started!”

Third Person P.O.V

Billy was trying to have a good time. He was already reasonably drunk and Tonya had sucked him off as soon as he got to the party. She was pleased he had decided to come. He tried to hide the hurt, and he thought he was doing a pretty good job of it.

Until she walked in the door with Nancy.

“Wow.” Tommy said mesmerized. Carol punched his arm and rolled her eyes when he cried out in protest.

“What?” Billy asked chuckling. “What are you….” his words died in his throat when he saw her through the crowd. She was walking, hand in hand with Nancy Wheeler, who was beaming with pride. Wow was right.

Y/N wore faded blue jeans, rolled up over black bike boots, a black halter top and a black leather jacket with studs on the shoulders. Her hair was teased and piled on her head like a crown and her make up, thick black liner and bright red lips. Her nails were painted black and she wore several bracelets on her wrists. Billy stared at her, eyeing her up and down as she walked through the foyer. People parting for her and Nancy as they made their way.

“Is that...Y/N.” Billy started as Tonya placed her arm around him and sat in his lap. He wrapped an arm around her waist instinctively and took a hard sip of his beer.

Y/N held onto Nancy’s hand tightly. She could feel everyone eyeing her as they walked down the hall. In a show of confidence she let go of Nancy’s hand to remove her jacket, only to giggle with embarrassment when someone wolf whistled at her.

“Sorry!” Nancy shouted. “Y/N’s my date tonight!” she playfully kissed Y/N’s cheek and threw her arm around her. “You got this.” she whispered in Y/N’s ear.

“What is this? Halloween?” Tonya snapped rudely at Y/N as she walked by. Y/N stopped and turned to look at her, doing her best to keep her eyes off Billy.

“Just thought I should remind you bitches.” Nancy snorted, covering her mouth with her hand as she giggled.

“Remind us what?” Tonya asked.

“If I need to tell you then you really are dumber than you look.” Before Tonya could say anything else, Steve and Jonathan blocked her from their view.

“You ladies look good tonight.” Steve said, handing Y/N a drink. She took it and reached out, hooking her arm through Steve’s and pulling herself into his side.

“Nance, you mind I dance with Harrington here? He did get me a drink.” Jonathan was already leaning down and nuzzling Nancy, she smiled and waved Y/N away with a wink.

“Go ahead. It’s our night to be dumb teens remember?” with that Y/N took Steve’s hand.

“Show me what you got Harrington.” she pulled him towards the living room and towards the dance floor.

Y/N was amazed at how confident she felt. When Nancy had finished making her over she felt like a new person. She felt beautiful and bad ass and ‘you better hang onto your man cuz just one look they’d be gone.’ For the first time in her life, she was ‘that bitch’.

She pulled Steve close, by the front of his shirt and began to grind on him, rolling her hips into his as the music pulsed through the living room. Steve put his hands on her waist, holding her close and pressed his forehead against hers.

“You really do look amazing tonight Y/N.” Steve shouted over the music. He smiled at her in awe of her beauty. She only grinned and pulled him closer.

Billy’s P.O.V

I watch her from the doorway. God I must look like a fucking freak, staring at her while she’s grinding on Harrington. I watch her hands, slide up his chest and over his shoulders. She used to touch me like that, roll her hips on me like that. I watch as she turns around and begins to press her ass against him. Suddenly I feel something else take over me. I push my way into the living room and up to the two of them. I take her by the arm, as gently as I can and pull her away from Steve.

“We need to talk.” I whisper in her ear, my eyes flickering to Steve, who’s looking at me with irritation. “Now.” she pulls her arm away from me, glaring up at me. I can feel it. That electricity that kept me coming back to her. I’ve never seen her so defiant, she’s always been needy, needy for my touch, my hands, my lips, my cock. But now she’s looking at me like she hates me. “Please.” I try, my voice faltering. She sighs and turns back to Steve. I glare, jealousy flaring as she leans up and kisses him lightly on the cheek, before motioning for me to follow her out into the back yard.

The night air is cool and I pull out a cigarette, lighting it and taking a long drag as I follow Y/N out of the party and around the side of the house. It’s nearly too dark to see, only the street light casting a dull glow on her. I can see her shivering and begin to shrug off my jacket.

“Don’t.” she says, putting her hand out. “What do you want Billy?” my mouth goes dry. I don’t even know what to say to her at this point. I know I fucked up. But I’m still with Tonya….

“I wanted to tell you I’m sorry.” she crossed her arms over her chest. “Sure you don’t want my jacket?”

“Look at me.” she said firmly and nodded. “I’m good.”

“I really am sorry Y/N.” I bite my lip, unsure of how to continue. “Maybe...maybe I was using you in the beginning.” she scoffs and rolls her eyes. I don’t know where she got this defiant streak from, but it’s hot as hell. “But things changed.”

“Not enough apparently.” she snorted. “You’re still with Tonya Billy.” I open my mouth but she cuts me off. “No. This is on you. You led me on and I….I wanted to believe you felt more for me than you did...But it’s done. I’m sure Tonya’s waiting for you-” I reached out, taking her in my arms and pushing her up against the side of the house. I brought my lips inches away from hers and I could feel my dick growing. She looked at me with that defiance once again and it was driving me crazy. I loved it.

Third Person P.O.V

The tension was palpable as Y/N glared at Billy, holding his gaze firmly. Her body gave her away though as she pressed herself into his growing hard on. She licked her lips as he closed his eyes and shivered against her.

“I can’t let you go.” Billy whispered against her lips. He reached up and pressed the tip of his thumb against her mouth, without hesitation she sucked it between her lips, biting gently. Everything Nancy had said to her went out the window, her mind went white.

All she wanted was Billy. She needed him.

“I don’t want you to.” she said once his thumb left her mouth. She looked into his eyes and saw something beyond the lusty haze, something she’d been seeing for weeks now. “But i want to be the only one.” With that she shoved him off of her and straightened herself up. Before she walked away he took her hand in his. He wasn’t the begging type, he’d never been left hanging like this before either. But there was something exciting in her newly found confidence. He brought her back to him and locked his fingers in her hair, tilting her head up as he pressed his body into hers again.

“Nobody,” he whispered huskily, “Makes me feel the way you do.” he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, his heart leaping when she melted into it, tugging roughly at his hair. He opened his mouth to her, allowing her to dominate the kiss. She shoved her tongue into his mouth, searching every bit of it as if for the first time and sucked on his lips hard. He was dizzy with lust and aching for her.

“Come find me when you’ve decided that for real.” she knew he’d been drinking, he probably wouldn’t remember this in the morning. She kissed his cheek and walked away, fixing her clothes and wiping the edges of her mouth.

“Hey. Everything okay?” Steve asked, opening his arms to her. She sat on his lap and took a sip of his beer.

“Everything’s good.” she smiled down at him and joined in the conversation he was having with Nancy and Jonathan.

Billy stood in the doorway of the living room. Her eyes flickered to him every now and then, she knew he was watching her. His mind was racing and his blood boiling with anger and jealousy. She should be with him, sitting on his lap, running her fingers through his hair, loving him.

“And this one?” Y/N asked, pointing to a scar on his right elbow. She kissed it sweetly. Billy loved her tenderness as she ran her fingers over the jagged skin.

“Got in a car accident when i was a kid, some glass got stuck in my arm.”

“Oh.” she said softly, staring at the scar.

“Come here.” he whispered, bringing her face up to his. He kissed her gently, running his hands up and down her back as they made out.

“You know,” she said when they pulled apart for air. “Someone’s gonna see us.” Billy shrugged his shoulders.

“So?”

“So if we keep meeting here it could be trouble.” Billy sighed, running his fingers through his hair.

“Do you want to stop doing this?” she shook her head.

“No...But I don’t think it’s right.”

“Do you trust me?” he asked her, taking her hand in his. She pulled away, sitting up and folding her legs across each other. Billy sat up, propping himself on his elbow. The thin hotel sheet covered his hips down, but left his broad, sunkissed chest very open for view. “Do you?” he asked again, taking her face in his hand, he rubbed his thumb over her cheek bone.

“Yes.” it wasn’t more than a mumble. They sat there quietly for a moment. “I just wish it didn’t have to be like this. I wish I could really be your girlfriend.”

This memory rung out in his mind as he watched the girl he loved snuggling up with another guy. He finally understood. He knew what it felt like for her to see him every day with Tonya. He knew how hard it must have been for her to keep her cool and keep acting like things were okay. Just so she could spend a few hours with him….He shook his head. It was crazy. Normal people don’t do things like that.

But she wasn’t normal. She had loved him.

And it took him standing in the middle of his girlfriend’s party, watching her with Steve Harrington for him to finally, truly admit to himself.

He fucked up the best thing that had ever happened to him.

A/N: Part 3?

It’s been an emotional week. I wanted to share this encounter I had with a very hateful man on the Pittsburgh bus because it reminds me that there are brave people in this world. Let’s all do everything we can to stand up for each other.

Would I like a 2 part? Yes

I’m I excited? Yes

Do I love this story? YES

You’re Voice is Beautiful

Warnings: little angst? fluff! 

Just so you get the story somewhat, the reader is a selective mute, (sorry if that offends anyone I apologize)and has healing powers.

Hope you enjoy the story ^_^

Loki x Mute! Reader You’re Voice is Beautiful

Loki sat in his room, enjoying the peaceful silence in which he could read. He found Midgardian books more interesting and intriguing then he did with Asgardian books, as he had read most of them. He was currently reading a book about the Romans. The other Avengers were either on missions or busying themselves with work. Y/n was unlike most of the others she, like Loki, stayed in her room, she sat by her window, simply watching the busy cityscape. With her phone a distance away from her, a message displayed on there. She was terrified of what was to be coming. Y/n was taken in by Tony Stark when she had run away from home. She was only 13 at the time but she quickly warmed up to Tony, and almost forgot about ‘Him’. She glanced over at the phone, then decided to re-read what was on her screen, ‘It’s time to be a family again’ she shuddered at the thought that he knew how to get to her and she knew he would likely stop at nothing. She locked her phone and left her room to grab a snack and a drink before she decided whether to leave or stay. As she entered the kitchen she found Loki attempting to make some tea or coffee, she wasn’t too sure what he was doing, but he was muttering curses at the contraption. Loki turned and gave a small smile to her.    “May I ask for your assistance, Lady Y/n?” He said politely, she nodded, “I’m trying to make tea” his gave averted from her. She gave a small smile and gestured for him to take a seat while she made his tea. She pulled a pen she had in her hair bun, writing on her hand, ‘Do you have sugar, and how many if you do?’ he looked over and simply smiled and said: “Two, please, also before you ask, no milk” she nodded and was soon enough done with his tea. She gave him his cup, her hands a little shaky.    “Do I scare you Lady Y/n?” Loki asked, his eyes slightly saddened, she quickly shook her head no. “Then why are you shaking” she shook her head and left the room, locking herself in, as she paced about her room, trying to come to a decision, making a list of pros and cons in her mind. Then she came to her decision. Loki’s hope was partially restored knowing that Y/n didn’t fear him as he had once thought, he decided that he’d go and see how she was, considering he noted a distressing notion in her body language. As he walked down the corridors, he noticed Y/n leaving her room, looking around, before running out. Y/n ran to the kitchen and placed down her letter, she then went to the elevator and left. 

Y/n got out from the taxi and looked up at the looming mansion. Even though her father was a rich man, he was also incredibly cruel, mainly to Y/n. Y/n had suffered for a time at the hands of him, she didn’t consider him anything, but he struck fear into her which kept her quiet, she could speak, but she feared about doing so.

Tony and the others had read over her letter, Tony had gone to his lab, locking himself in there. Nat, Bruce, and Steve went to try and talk to tony, while Loki and Thor sat in silence. Y/n sat in her room, chamber, she was unsure what to call it, it most defiantly wasn’t a room, perhaps a cell, prison, would be a better term. She wore a simple white hospital gown. Her father was preparing her ‘treatment’. She shivered in her room, terrified, of what was bound to happen to her. A week had passed, and the Avengers had finally come up with a plan to get Y/n back.  They went over the plan many times, before heading into action. They stealthily infiltrated the large mansion, taking out most guards. Loki had his bit of fun, using his illusions to distract those in the chamber. They were distracted and were taken down easily with his blades.    “Who might you be?” A man asked, facing him.    “I am Loki son of Laufey” he stated firmly.    “Loki, it shall be a pleasure to kill you right before her” the man grinned sadistically. Y/n watched through the glass, tears streaming down her face as Loki took a couple of hits. Her fists pounding against the glass, with a few hits she somehow passed through the glass. She thanked whoever allowed her to get out. She looked over and saw Loki laying on the ground her ‘father’ over him ready to plunge one of Loki’s knives into him. She ran and knocked her father over, they tumbled, before he sat on top of her.    “You were the cause of everything bad in my life” he whispered and plunged the knife into her stomach, “Now suffer” his gaze boring into her, he noticed a determined looked in her eyes. He then noticed her hand clenching into a fist.  He stood and collapsed to the ground.    “I have suffered” she spat to his lifeless body, she weakly crawled over to Loki, placing a hand on his chest and taking his wounds healing him but taking them onto herself. Loki sat up and noticed that Y/n had fallen unconscious on him, blood pouring from her.

Loki had remained by Y/n’s side, never leaving her, he wanted to hear her voice again, he was sure she had spoken but it was a bit of a blurry memory. He also felt that he had to repay her for saving his life. Y/n had finally woken up after a week and Loki was relieved. A few days then passed, and she was soon released but was told to rest for a while. 

Y/n soon enough returned to her silent state, ghosting around the tower, but mainly remained in her room. For the first week, she had nightmares, which forced her to stay awake, fearful of falling back asleep and soon enough she was looking like a corpse. Loki that night could not sleep either, he got up and decided to wander into the kitchen, he was hoping to make some tea, he found that there was a tea already waiting for him, still steaming. He smiled gently and looked around he saw her hiding in the shadows.    “Y/n are you okay?” Loki asked, she stepped out of the shadows and nodded, “Can you talk?” he asked, she nodded a ‘yes’.    “Could you say something now?” he asked hopefully, she shook her head no, Loki lowered his sad gaze to the floor. Y/n walked to him and placed a hand on his cheek, gently lifting his head to meet her E/c eyes. Loki looked at her with sadness, he wanted to hear her again. She lowered her head.    “I’m sorry,” she said so quietly, Loki almost didn’t hear it, “He shouldn’t have hurt you,” she slowly met his gaze. His eyes were wide with awe, wonder and … love?    “Your voice is beautiful,” he teared up and instantly brought her into a gentle passionate kiss.

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Hope you have a wonderful day! ~ Artysquirrel

Loki in that black suit, reblog if you agree

This is really sweet and fluffy. I love it !

Movie Night

a/n: okay LISTEN i was going to bed when my brain decided to be an ass and give me a cuteass story idea and now we’re here sooo enjoy if this is crap i never posted it

Summary: Even superheros love movie nights 

Parings: Peter Parker x Stark! Reader

Warnings: some cursing cause i’m good at that, infinity war doesn’t exist here woo, too much writing but who really cares

Movie nights at the Avengers compound were Peter’s favorite. In fact, they were everyone’s favorite. The teams of enhanced and highly trained adults never got a minute to settle and do humane things, bond. Times like these were their favorites; where they could just sit and relax in their pajamas, enjoy some random comedy movie or sitcom with the people they fight side by side along with the added bonus of sharing this time with one of the people the team cares about most: Y/N Stark.

Y/N came into Tony’s life at a rather unusual time. He remembers it vividly, wishing his 38 year old self hadn’t freaked out so much.

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I can’t argue with that but it was pretty good

In the end, Lotor’s hair got the most screen time

AHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Sorry, Not Sorry | Part Two

Billy Hargrove x fem!Byers! Reader / Steve Harrington x fem!Byers! Reader

CHECK OUT PART ONE HERE

MASTERLIST

Warnings: cheating, love triangle, billy’s arrogant attitude (I, in no way, condone his behaviour in s2), alluding to sex, slight asshole! Steve, violence (fucking neil hargrove)

Summary: Dating your best friends ex-boyfriend after they break up is hard. Falling for the new boy while still dating your boyfriend is harder.

word count: 8.3K (you’re in for a wild ride)

Part twos to all my fics are always so trashy, i’m sorry. The ending is also shit, but I’m always bad at them so… (if there’s errors, im sorry, i fell asleep editing lmao)

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REBLOG IF YOU THINK IS OKAY FOR  A BOY  READ AND/OR WRITE FANFICTION

I’m trying to make a point to a friend

Low key I am hoping for billy being end game but it’s okay if it’s not because I’m really enjoying the story

the prodigal sister. four.

pairing: familial byers fam x reader, romantic paring tbd

word count: 2.7k

summary: y/n is the middle sibling of the byers brothers. she’s just ten months younger than jonathan, making the pair “irish twins”. except when her father and mother got divorced, lonnie got custody of y/n and took her away from the rest of the family.

notes: okay so i realized that i was calling the tps chapters parts when i was organizing stuff and now i’ve decided that i’m going to use the term chapter for here too.  i don’t think anyone but me noticed but it bugged me lol.  and here’s part four!  here you get introduced to hopper in the fic, and another night at the arcade! 

other chapters: masterlist

tps tag list: @irreleventmoonchild, @rockyrocket15, @the-fae-child, @bucky4cap45, @pinklyrium  ( most of the tags seem to be broken so, if u wanna be added/readded to the tag list just let me know ! )

It was a cold midwestern mid-January morning the next morning when Y/N woke up.  For the local Hawkins school it was already the beginning of the semester, but back at her boarding school in California, the semester didn’t begin until the beginning of February.  So now, switching schools, she’d have to play catch up.  

Which is why, when her mother insisted upon taking Y/N along to work with her ( Joyce was still worried about anything happening if any of her kids were home alone, and Y/N had seen the slight hint of panic in her mother’s eyes and agreed to go with her ), they stopped at the school and grabbed a packet of what she missed at school.  So the scene that Chief Hopper walked into at Melvald’s–Joyce stickering the discounted items and Y/N sitting on a metal stool behind one of the registers, a textbook propped in her lap–confused him briefly, before he remembered that Joyce had three kids.  This must be her daughter.  

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