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YOU ARE THE REASON
trying on a metaphor
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The plucked pumpkins sat atop the hilock- still and quiet in the gustle of strong winds, but all my senses would allow me in that fine moment, was the smell of pies baking in the strongest point of my daydream of thoughts.
My Bussom Buddy. 🤎
‘When Loki is exiled from Asgard, Thor spirits away his lover to Midgard, and away from any of the harm hate could inflict. He has no desire returning to the throne, since it was the very title that pushed all that he cared for or believed to rejection. Instead, he flees to the world he loves and takes them to hide and covert their secret pregnancy, that Thor will do everything in his power to care and protect. An issue Thor knew his father would not let end pleasantly...
He takes them to a gap in the deepest of forests Loki has ever witnessed and finds a simple home of stick and rock that remind him to be in the stories their mother used to tell.
Thor is stern and beside himself with a worry that Loki feels in the pit of his own stomach as well. Though as the weeks carried on, and the thought of harsh and uninviting people remain silent, the two start to let their armor drop and allow themselves to let their skin feel the softness of the grass outside their door.
Loki soon settles into their small warm cabin and finds his nerves to feel as calm as the air of this stranger of a world. There is a unspoken happiness that both had only hoped to have felt in their most fervid of dreams, and they both let that feeling seep through every space in their home. Thor relishes watching his Loki grow through the gentle weeks, loving the experience of seeing his heir bringing a softness to Loki’s form and a domestic care in his eyes. Loki starts a habit soon on, by allowing his hand to prop and caress on the tender bump of his unborn child. An expression that felt more open then Thor ever saw his Loki share amongst another. It was ever the more so pleasant when Loki even allowed Thors great palm to come in contact with his rounded tummy and feel what the two had started. An action that Thor became quite obsessed with doing, and delightfully enough, Loki seemed to enjoy the attention from.
As the months calmly went on, the sun soon settled on the day Loki feels a difference in himself and he is adamant to express this to his love early in that afternoon while picking the sour berries that grow near the spring. Thor shows a simplicity in his concern to give Loki a reassurance on the tensely mater, but feels a great weight of nerves and fright at the concept of his Loki going soon into labor.
That night, with the moon at its fullest, Loki feels something give way in his tender center and a fear mixed delight washes up his chest. Their room is quickly readied to bring the child into their world. The fire in the hearth warms the air with a steady apprehension that keeps Thor’s words kind and assuring. The hours melt on into the nightly morning and it is then that the two meet their wailing infant face to face for the first time.
After Thor cleans away all the natural disarray child birth brings, he settles his great form as slightly as he could on the bed near his exhausted Loki. Feeling his heart scratch at its love-note in his chest, writing down all these new heavy expressions of affection he had never known till now, now that his eyes had fallen to the infant protected at its momma’s chest. The child’s damp hair soon dries to thin locks of golden, soft on the skin of Thor’s fingertips as he aquatinted himself with his precious son.
After the babe swiftly calms into rest against his mother, Thor kisses Loki on the temple with a softness that feels as delicate as the aura around them. Neither speak to each other for a while. The focus of their loves work taking full attention of their hearts. Loki feels so much in these moments, that all he could do is cry. A soft kind of weep that keeps grace in his expression, but rims parts of his features with a blush of red that the power of his love burns his skin with. His heart is so full that he feels a tear in his chest that brings a fear of already he wouldn’t know how to live without his little being, if he should have to. A shaking need denied all other thinking parts of his mind, besides for the necessity to keep his arms around the little boy, to bring him ever nearer to his bosom.
The house was quiet, only the sounds of crackling spits coming from the hearth, and the new breathing of a little heart beating its way into this beginning life. A sound the two become most obsessed with.
After Loki’s heart began to settle from its race of feeling so many things, he feels his eyes began to blur with exhaustion. And in that calm of a moment, a tune ever so quietly came from Loki’s lungs as natural as breath, and he found his own mothers comforting melody coming to relax he and his own. Thor cradles Loki’s heavy head with the warmth of his palm and kisses him again, with his nose pressed affectionately into his dark locks. The whisper of loving statements flowing from out of his heart and flooding heavily into Loki’s as Thor breathily spoke.
The tune soon spent Loki of what little strength he had remaining and soon fell into a sleep as deep and comforting as his sons. His mind blank of dreams. Only filled with all the emotions his heart never knew itself could hold. Thor remained awake through most of the waking early hours, his fatherly need to protect his own even if their were no threats near by, kept his fatigue of all that had encountered at bay. Even though he had been through many battles that spent out many a day, his chest never felt as tired as he did in that moment.
However, when the pure sunlight began to seep it’s foggy glow through the gaps of branch through the forest, was it then that Thor gave in to his need of rest.
His last sights that hour being of his sons pleasant sleeping face and the name on his tongue being the love of his Loki he held in his arms.
They spent many years in the tiny cabin. Even as their family grew with each new little being they brought into their lives, they didn’t leave from which they had began. Only remaining in the safety of each other and in the home they had built based on their most wanted dreams.
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Do you ever go through your old’n day gallery and think ‘Never will my muse return to finish this one.’ So, ready or not, here it be.
‘Oh, how I had longed for the day to feel happiness as it’s meant to be felt.Without the foul odor of apprehension spreading its vile into the soft hopes of my tired soul.
How gracious my heart is to be safely under the heat of your arms, knowing all these calm moments are what I now may take for granite.’
“Remembering
Your touch
Your kiss
Your warm embrace
I'll find my way back to you
If you'll be waiting”
Because I needed my two loves in the same picture, okay!
“Do you guys have any backstage routines?”

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@sjweminem I may be a little late, but here’s you a Pete with a bouquet of your fave flowers.❤️ I hope you had a lovely day of birth! 😊
‘I still have sand lingering in my clothes and it makes me smile, for when I feel it softly against my skin, I think of you.’
“Steal those kisses, take my eyes. Loosen the heart strings, until yours intwines into mine.”
Manips are hard, but oh so worth it.😀
~WentzPorta~

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The Brendon Urie and Patrick Stump ship needs more love. ❤️
Hippie Boy.✌️