Marie The Mushroom

Started: 2/2/22

Last Updated: 8/2/22

Quiet times were very rare in Asgard, with the bustle of warriors coming back from battle and talks of secret trades amongst kingdoms the castle walls themselves seemed to whisper. I haven’t been able to see Loki in some time. His father insisted that he be present throughout the negotiations, if not to add anything to the conversation then to make it look like they all worked in harmony with each other.

But that was not to say that I wasn’t equally busy during your day, working alongside Frigga and tending to the castle in little ways. Frigga was kind enough to take me under her wing as a kind of mentor to me. I spend most of my days with her learning about the history of Asgard. I had also picked up some of the ancient recipes of Asgard from the chefs. I had been looking forward to trying some of them out with Loki today but it seemed that he would be held up with negotiations for the better part of the night.

The sun was starting to set and all of the maids were heading back to their quarters. I was making my way to the kitchen to make sure that I didn’t get locked out before I could use the kitchen tonight. When I stepped into the kitchen it was empty, everything was cleaned, and the only thing left on the counter was a note and the keys to the freezer/Pantry.

“Frigga told me you might visit so I wanted to make sure you wouldn’t have to make another trip to my quarters for the keys.” The note read.

I smiled and started to take out the ingredients for some stew I learned to make as a child.

As the stew was just coming to a simmer there was a tap at the door. I walked over to open the door and there stood Loki looking sleepy. He smiled at me and brought me into a big hug.

“ I missed you today, those oafs were truly insufferable,” he muttered

“I have a stew on the stove. If you'd like a bowl, it’s nearly finished.” I said leaning out of the hug and grabbing his hands, pulling him towards the stove.

“Ah, Mother said that you had something good cooking down here.”

I grabbed a bowl from a cabinet and spooned some of the stew into it, and handed him the bowl. He took the bowl from me and took a bite.

The sun was rising and I could see it through the blinds. I had woken up unusually early and had been nursing a cup of tea for an hour from the chair in the corner of my room. I heard shifting from the and looked over to see Bucky’s messy hair peeking out of the comforter.

He sat up and looked over at me with tired eyes.

“My throat hurts,” He whispered, rubbing his throat.

I got up from my chair and crawled into bed next to him snuggling him into my chest. He shifted and coughed into his elbow. I rubbed his back and brought him back to his chest.

“Do you want me to get you a cup of tea?” I whispered into his ear.

“Mmm no, I want you to stay here with me.”

“But you’ll feel so much better if I go and get medicine and some tea.”

“Please” He whined wrapping his arms around me tighter.

“Fine, 5 minutes. I go downstairs to get you some tea and medicine”

To be in love.

The rush.

The butterflies.

The little things that seem impossible to ignore.

The way they furrow their eyebrows when they get mad. 

The way they smile when you enter a room.

And the way they take their coffee 

In a way falling in love is like walking into a lake. Uncharted. 

You never really know how deep it goes until you’re too far gone to care. 

When the sand between your toes becomes the water in your lungs. 

You never realized you were drowning

But how could you

When the current felt like his embrace 

You don’t know how you got yourself there 

but you can’t remember a time when you didn’t feel like this. 

Like you exist for them.

Like there wasn’t anything before their love

Before the quiet mornings 

Before the late nights 

Before you realized you could love someone so much

But 

God forbid you imagine a time after.

After their love has frozen over

And your lungs feel empty

bare, useless, vacant, void, useless, and vain

No matter how many words you use to describe the feeling of an empty bed 

Or drawer 

Or heart 

It all draws the same

The cold will leave you bitter 

Angry, and sad 

Heyy My Loves,

I'm kinda upset cause I really hate how this turned out, but I feel like I haven't posted anything in so long that you guys deserve something so... here it is. :/

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Hello!! I know that this isn't great, but that's the point of this series!! To get better!!!

I don't want to be ashamed of publishing the not so great stuff because that's how you get better.

With that being said, if you happen to stumble across this book and have any tips for me I would be glad to hear all of it. Please be kind but honest because, as much as I would like to say that I'm completely comfortable publishing things like this I'm not, so be a little mindful when making your comments.

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"Please don't scare me like that again." He said squeezing my hand a bit tighter than before.

"What? You think I went out today wanting to die" I smiled. He knew that this job entailed taking your fair share of hits, but I could see where he was coming from.

"Well, things like this happen so often that I am starting believe that you enjoy using your pass time to tempt fate." As he said it he pulled me closer, inhaling deeply he started again.

Prompt: If Steve had a lover during the last act of End Game

Warnings: Angst, betrayal, Major character betrayal

Universe/character: Steve Rogers(MCU)

Type: Drabble

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Notes: Hey guys this is a really short one because I'm just easing myself back into writing regularly! <3

Loki holding you in bed after a long day in the office, filling out paperwork after a big mission. Due to your powers (Super Hearing/controlling the elements) days like this stressed you out. You could hear everything that was going on in the office, which caused an overwhelming ache in your temples. Medicine had stopped working a long time ago so the best you could do was sit in a dark room and try to go to sleep.

He pulled you in closer, rubbing your back. You snuggled in closer to his chest, listening to his heartbeat. The steady beat soothes you to sleep. But as you drift off you hear his whispered words.

Hello my fellow Mushrooms!!! My goal is to post 25 Stories of any of my stories this month to kick start my account. So far I have posted twice, so I have 23 more chapters. To hold myself accountable I'm going to be posting my progress. So expect to see these posts often <3

Prompt: Bucky comes home to find that you aren't

Warning: Angst

Universe/Character: Bucky Barnes(Winter Soldier)

Type: Drabble

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