#spontaneousfangasm

i don’t know, i’ve never really liked mustaches. when attached to a beard? HELL YEAH. just the stache? nah… (even karl urban's!)

what kinda url change…?

I reserved disease-danger-darkness-silence to better reflect my icon.

Thor didn't mean to throw Loki out of a window. 

His grip just sort of... slipped.

He stares for a few long seconds, hands clenching where Loki should have landed from where Thor had tossed him up.

Then he's leaping out after his brother, because this was an accident, and Loki's so small and Thor really really didn't mean to and Mother is going to kill him.

Thor does catch Loki, and he twists so he lands on his back and there's something of a crater in his mother's rose bushes he's going to have to explain somehow later, but the important thing is Loki didn't hit the ground instead.

Loki is screaming though, clutching at Thor and bawling and Thor isn't sure anyone else feels as bad as he does right now. He wants the ground to swallow him up.

"Hey, I caught you! Look, it's okay, it's okay. See?" Thor grins, even though his back is sort of starting to hurt. 

Loki opens his eyes enough to look at him, tears and snot streaming down his face. It's really not fair, Thor thinks, that his little brother always looks cute even when he's disgusting. 

Loki gasps in some more air, hands tangling in Thor's shirt.

"You let me fall," he says accusingly.

"No, no, it was an accident! And I caught you." Thor grins broadly in the face of Loki's skepticism. And he did catch him, and Loki seems like he's okay other than the jolt of terror really. "I'll always catch you, Loki."

Loki considers this, sniffling and scrubbing his face with one hand. Thor never wants him to grow up sometimes.

"Promise?" Loki asks.

Loki’s been living there for a while because it’s his father’s apartment complex and it’s amazing how badly his father wants him on a leash. God knows he doesn’t want neighbours, but when his duplex is the only one left with an opening, he knows it’s only a matter of time. The worst part is, the neighbour’s neighbourly. He comes next door with apple pie the day after he moves in. Loki doesn’t answer the door. He stares out the peephole, confused and dismayed when the man doesn’t just leave the pie there, but goes back home with it, looking… disappointed?

Well then.

Then the neighbour keeps trying.

spontaneousfangasm this one's for u

I CONNECT TO THAT DARCY HEADCANON YOU WROTE UP SO HARD

Okay I need to let you know that mentally I connect you and Darcy, probably because you did such a bang-up job playing her in our old RP, so I MIGHT have channeled you just

a teensy

bit