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bb!thor/bb!loki ficlet pour vous:

Loki never plays with grace when he’s assigned the role of damsel in distress. He purses his lips and frowns, drags his feet to whatever location he’s been assigned to wait the game out.

He’s carving a rude figure into the tree branch he’s sitting on, his feet dangling on either side, when Thor and their friends finally arrive under the tree, looking disheveled after whatever obstacles they thought up to overcome on their way. 

“Fair maiden,” Thor yells, out of breath, “fear not for we, mighty warriors of Asgard, have come to rescue you.”

“Oh joy,” Loki says. When Thor starts to climb the tree, Loki pockets the knife he’s been carving with lest there be an accident. Of the not accidental kind. 

“We have slain seven great monsters on our way,” Thor says, then yelps when he almost loses his handhold. 

“All of seven? I must be a fair maiden indeed for there to be so many a beast to guard me,” Loki says. Sif snorts at that, a loud unladylike sound, and Loki pits an acorn at her head.

“The fairest,” Thor says and it’s the honest smile on Thor’s face, turned upwards like a flower to the sun, that softens Loki enough to eventually let Thor guide him down to the ground without tripping him and making him fall. 
 

blocking is your friend

if you do not care for a specific tumblr and its confessions of a sexual nature you can block it (I’ve done so). hover over a post and the block button appears, click and you will no longer see those confessions.

blocking will make sure you don’t see something that makes you uncomfortable and those who do wish to make sexual confessions can go on and do so! I make no judgement there, I say some terribly filthy things about him with friends, but I’m only looking for photos and fabulous gif sets in his tag.

and to make this text post interesting, a tom hug:

he does seem like an excellent hugger, doesn’t he.

Was I so bored that I watched an old documentary from 1995 on Eton College, with Japanese voiceovers, just to see if there was a glimpse of bb!Hiddles? Yes.

Was I mentally crying into a carton of ice-cream and hating myself for this? No comment.

There was perhaps two blink-and-you’ll-miss-it moments where it could have been him but the quality is so poor that you can’t be sure either way. Anyway, here’s a link to the youtube playlist if anyone else is feeling a little insane this lovely Friday.

I guess all on its own the documentary is a rather interesting view into how Eton was during the 90’s, even if you, like I, don’t understand the Japanese voiceover.