#drabbel

He froze at the open bathroom door. Just standing in a corner before the bath mirror could catch his reflection.

A moment of peace, of solitude, and he nearly destroyed it!

Madeline thought herself alone in the bathroom. Nude, fawn-like, solemnly, she stood in front of the mirror. With a gentle gesture, she wiped steam from the mirror surface.

She looked at her reflection, crocking her head, strands of her blond hair a wild halo.

Getting tip-toes, she stretched and turned her body, looking critical at herself.

The gesture, so natural and innocent, left Lyutsifer breathless. With a tight chest, he stood still, listening to his own blood rushing inside his ears.

Eventually Madeline rose her hands to bind her wheat hair into a messy bun - playfully waggling her body on her toes like a tipsy ballerina.

Lyutsifer snapped out of his admiring trance. He blinked wildly while catching his breath as a clear thought. Slowly, chateuse in movement, he fainted back into the shadows of his quarters.

He knew he could always go back in his mind, dipping into this scenery, enjoying this intimate moment peaceful.

Sweet Treats AU Masterlist

A bit of drama and old grudges but a good time.

Please let me know what you think <3

🧁🧁🧁

You keep your hand on Thor's sleeve as you enter the room. You're excited if a bit nervous for the party. When he mentioned it, you were more the latter but he convinced you to come. 

Penalty Box

The sounds of her clicking heels against the vinyl flooring echoed her mood. Caroline was pissed. Her fingers curled into the palms of her hands, squeezing and leaving small moon marks on her skin. Her press badge was clipped to her black pencil-skirt, bouncing against her leg as she made her way towards the locker room.

She could still hear the roaring crowd, cheering as a goal was scored at the end of the third period. Yet, Caroline found that she cared little as to who scored or how close the game was to ending. All that was replayed over and over in her mind was the cheering as Tyler was slammed up against the glass protector of the arena, Klaus’s fist gripping his jersey as his gloves and stick were thrown aside. Tyler’s fists pummeled down upon Klaus’s head, connecting with his face as both of their helmets had been tossed onto the ice

It took two referees to pull Klaus off Tyler.

And he spent the rest of the game in the penalty box.

“I was wondering where you have gone, Mariner.”

Skeksos voice was loud in the empty throne room. Usually stocked with loud skeksis, snarling and laughing at the next best hurt beings, which was captured in the cages of the scientist. Now, empty and clear from any living being.

“I got lost, In a way”

“Hmmm” He walked over to Skeksa. His staff clicking on the Tiles. “Why do you have Skekmals Mask?” She became rougher with the skull. Twisting it, searching for something, only a distraction. “Nothing, found it in Skekteks lab, thought I bring it here. Better than to the Ornamentalist, he would just decorat it with flowers and shit”

Skekso hummed again, nodding while she spoke. “It seems like you have an interesting, relationship, with this mask. Haha.”

Now this was getting ridiculous, Skekmal and Skeksa never showed their relationship to anyone. Nobody knows how they stood to each other, the public eye only saw what they wanted them to see. Which was a hissing fit and some quarrels. But never the light touches they shared on her ship. Forbidden, weird, disgusting in the way of the Skeksis. But they were always different from the court, so why not breaking more stereotypes.

“Ha, seems like it. Maybe I am just troubled by the thought that already three of us died, one” She hold up the mask “being one of the most skilled killers there is, ey?”

That made the Emperor swallow his upcoming laugh again. “Yes, such trouble. But the new Soldiers should even us out. That is why we need more Grunaks. Your job for the next trine to come, find us more of those living Raw materials.”

“Yes, the only problem is, I need a crew.”

“Do not worry about this, I ordered Skekna and Skekung to succour on your quest.”

Could be worse. The blue feathered Skeksis held the Skull mask out towards the Emperor. “Did you want it?”

Skekso looked at the last evidence of the Hunter. “Hmm, no. Keep it, burn it, do what you want with it. I despise the token of the death.” And with that he mashes to his throne, leaving Skeksa behind.

Summary: Loki teaches Bucky how to braid hair.

Pairing: Loki x Bucky Genre: uh, drabble? Words: 818 Warnings: none

A/N: I was writing this while watching two guys doing stupid stuff on TV and there may be a few things that have rubbed off on me. Expect trash. Also, I don’t have any more fanfic ideas, so if you’ve got some, my dms are open! :D 

I know that my english is not the best but eh, I tried. I hope you guys still enjoy it, even if it may not be the best quality.

Also, wishing you all a happy new year!!

...

"Ouch! Be careful, James." Loki said as he winced due to Bucky pulling slightly at his hair.

"Listen, I have never needed to braid anyone's hair, Loki. I don't know how to do this, except for this guidance on Stark's holographic device." frustrated he let Loki's awefully half braided hair go and leaned back so that his back was resting against the back of the couch. Totally exhausted he let his right hand run over his face before pinching his nose.

"Can't you just use your magic and make it appear? You're doing it all the time anyway." He sighed.

Loki turned his head, looking at the soldier. It was funny seeing him from another angle. With him sitting on the floor between Bucky's legs and the other man sitting on the sofa, he was quite smaller. For once. The god put one hand on Bucky's knee, giving it a slight squeeze.

"There is no need to be frustrated, dear. My mother thaught me when I was a child and it was-" he stopped for a second, thinking of the right word, "-not the easiest task to accomplish." Loki gave a humorous chuckle before smiling up at the other man. "I will teach you."

"Loki, no." Bucky said softly, not really in the mood to argue.

"I promise, dear, it's easy! I'll show you first and then you're doing everything that I'm doing, alright?

Loki wasn't even waiting for an answer. The moment Bucky had raised his eyebrows and taken a deep breath the god shouted for his brother, who had been with Tony and Steve in the living room, watching a movie. Not far later Thor boomed through the doors with the biggest grin and a drinking glass in his hand. He must have had some of Asgard's alcohol again, the demi-god thought, shaking his head.

"Sit down, Thor. I need you to let me braid your hair." looking utterly surprised by his brother's request he pointed to Bucky. "Why aren't you using his hair? He's got pretty long hair too, you know?"

"Because I am trying to show him how to braid hair, you oaf. Now sit down, will you?" Thor took a seat in front of his brother but turned to Bucky again, before Loki even got the chance to grab his hair.

"Loki used to always braid my hair when we were little. You should have seen him, Bucky. I was so much taller then him and he'd always stand on this tiny wooden chair that was in his room." Laughing, he gave Loki a glance. Joy was written on his face as he remembered those times. The fact that Loki used to do his older brother's hair when he was still a kid, made Bucky smile. He always knew that the black haired god had a hidden soft side. Not the 'loving tiny kittens and sprinkles on his hot cocoa' but his 'kind' side. Even thought Loki didn't reveal this side often, the soldier knew it was there and every time he'd listen to stories about his past, they'd be exposed.

Grabbing the blond hair's head, Loki turned it to face in the other direction, slowly bringing it in place. Once he was satisfied that it was the right angle, he took three strands of Thor's hair and showed them to the man sitting on the couch. "So, you have to take three strands of hair; only small ones if you want to braid the ones I'm usually having." Bucky nodded, understanding what the trickster meant. He'd always catch him in their bathroom making them.

" Then you take one of the outer strands and put it over the one in the middle. You have to change the sides each time you're putting it over the middle one, don't forget that, dear." Thor smirked at the pet name. It made him think about how his brother finally found himself the person he has always been looking for. Once the braiding was done and a hair tie was holding everything in place, Loki released Thor's hair and showed the result to Bucky, who sat in awe, starting to try it himself.

It was a rocky start for the trained soldier but he eventually got a small braided strand after frowning and sighing for five minutes. He proudly looked at his work and smiled. "Done." When Loki let a mirror appear out of nowhere and held it to the back of his head, he admired the braid. It wasn't the best work he'd seen but not bad for a beginner either.

"It's amazing, James. I love it." he said, dragging his boyfriend's head down for a soft kiss, after the mirror had disappeared again. Thor, now sarting to get up and head to where he'd been ten minutes before, left the room to them; closing the door silently. Neither Bucky nor Loki had noticed him leaving.

...

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Lucifer/Sam Winchester Characters: Sam Winchester, Lucifer (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Grooming, Wing Grooming, Wing Kink Series: Part 14 of Santa is cumin' Summary:

drabble/ unused Hc

I decided to rewrite it but this was much pretty done, so I thought I might as well finish it.

You meet during a wine tasting.

You really love cats and so you come to share stories about your cat with Jumin.

You get him to follow your tripter account and share all the cat pics with him.

You both meet here and there at business parties, you don't care who he is at all.

You become cat picture buddies and you even reach Jumin how to make cat videos *and the RFA chat breaks because of it*

You just really enjoy spending time with him.

You usually live in a different country what makes things a bit difficult.

Jumin sometimes just forgets what time zone you are in and calls you, because he somehow missed your voice, at like 2am.

You don't really mind since you enjoy talking to him when you can.

Actually, you really start to look forward to your next meeting, but it's month until then.

At first, you don't really know it but you slowly fall for Jumin.

You are really happy when you see him again.

“Jumin, it's been so long. How is Elizabeth the 3rd and how are you?”

“She lost a bit weight lately I'm kinda worried.”

“How much weight is it?”

“Like 0,15 pounds.”

“Have you talked with a veterinarian about it?”

“I did but everything is alright with her.”

“Maybe she just ran around a lot?”

“Maybe but it seems really unusual.”

“Maybe she wants something new to eat?”

“She always was a bit picky about her meals.”

“Oh there is this commercial for cat food right now, maybe she saw that and now wants to eat that?”

“It is possible. I should look into it. I'm glad I came to you with this. Other people would just make fun of me.”

“You know how much I care about cats and about you. So it's only natural.”

“You are so kind, it's quite a shame we barely get to see each other.”

“I feel the same way. I will be in town for a while so how about we have a coffee or something?”

“Sounds good but how about a dinner instead? I'd like you to meet Elizabeth the 3rd in person.”

“That sounds like a great idea. A great chance to get to know you better and the lovely Elizabeth the 3rd.”

“I'm sure that she will be really happy to meet you.”

“When should we meet then?”

“I think we should just go right now.”

“Would that be okay? I thought you have some big fish to catch here.”

“I don't really care. I much rather go back home, especially now were you agreed on coming.”

“It's fine with me, the party is kinda dull anyways.”

“Yeah, that's very true. Let's go then.”

You go together with Jumin to his penthouse.

You greet the cat right away but she seems really healthy.

“What a beauty. She looks completely fine. Why did you lose weight Elizabeth the 3rd?’

She meows happily and you pet her.

“Seems like she likes you.”

“Maybe she just doesn't want to eat alone?”

“I have to admit that I was really busy lately. I'm sorry Elizabeth the 3rd. I will spend more time with you.”

“I'm sure she will be really happy about that. You have to keep me updated though.”

“Of course. I know you really care for her.”

“Oh, can I take a picture with her?”

“You should ask her but I don't mind.”

“I just figured it would be right to get your permission. So you want to take a picture with me?”

You ask the cat and she doesn't disagree.

You happily take pictures.

“She is such a lovely cat. You are truly blessed.”

“Thank you. Can I get copies of the pictures too? You both look really good together.”

“Sure. Do you want to take a picture together too?”

“A picture of us... sure I wouldn't mind.”

“Great come here.”

Before you can take the picture Elizabeth runs away.

“Seems like we overdid it.”

“I guess she needs a break but we still could take a picture, Jumin.”

“A picture of us together?”

“I mean only if you want to.”

“I really not mind it but would you really want that?”

“I really don't see why not. I would really like that actually.”

“Alright then let's take one.”

“Nice, let's add a cat ear filter. I'm sure that will look super cute on you.”

“I have doubts about that but I'm interested regardless.”

You get really close to him, you don't really realize it until you see the picture. It kinda makes you blush.

Jumin checks the picture and he seems really happy with it.

“I'm really glad I came here. I feel like I finally meet the real Jumin in person.”

“The real me…. That's kinda interesting. I don't think anyone would be interested in that.”

“I'm really interested in you Jumin. You are a really kind and caring man.”

“I'd like to know how you came to that conclusion and you should be careful how you word thinks.I might get the wrong idea.”

“I have seen how you care for Elizabeth and I don't think you get the wrong idea at all.”

“So when you say that you are interested in me you mean?”

“I mean that I really like you a lot and that I'd like to get to know you better. Why else would I come into a man's house?”

“I thought you might be just interested in Elizabeth the 3rd.”

“I really like her too but not in the same way that I like you.”

Jumin seems to think for a moment.

“I ever thought I’m the only one that feels that way. I never thought that you feel like I do.”