Cygnus Autem Princeps|| jackpittgregor

jackpittgregor:

lokislittlespider:

Natasha looked at him and sighed. “Thank you,” She replied quietly. “I will be here a few more days. We can always make it be some fun.” She smiled a bit and shrugged. She knew that in a couple more years, she wouldn’t be returning home. It would be her wedding that year. And she wouldn’t have to leave. That was… if he wanted to keep her. And they could simply enjoy each other’s company that way.

"And I must find your present," Loki offered with a sideways smile. "So that you know precisely how I think of you. If you cannot come next year. Perhaps, my parents will consent to me visiting with you. I have never had a chance to see your kingdom."

Natasha smiled at him slightly and shook her head. “I will not make you do that,” She stated. “I thought we would have time so you could look. But now, seeing as we don’t, I wouldn’t want you to rush.” She shrugged and looked away towards the lake. “Maybe you could come and visit. Get to know the other half of what your kingdom will be. And we’ll always have apples,” She said with a grin.

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Cygnus Autem Princeps|| jackpittgregor

jackpittgregor:

lokislittlespider:

Natasha looked at him and blinked, frowning ever so slightly as she gripped the ruby in her hands. She stepped up to him and blinked. “My father is not well,” She started softly. “We will need to cut this visit short. And I don’t know if we’ll be back next year. We have a few more days together so father can rest before we travel.” She looked to the ground and sighed. “I will miss you. It’s nice having someone to be with.”

"Oh..I’m sorry about your father.. I hope he gets better quickly," Loki offered as he stood up and placed his hand tenderly along her upper arm in a comforting gesture. "I’m going to miss you too, Natasha. I really enjoy having you here."

Natasha looked at him and sighed. “Thank you,” She replied quietly. “I will be here a few more days. We can always make it be some fun.” She smiled a bit and shrugged. She knew that in a couple more years, she wouldn’t be returning home. It would be her wedding that year. And she wouldn’t have to leave. That was… if he wanted to keep her. And they could simply enjoy each other’s company that way.

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  • need a bra that fits you? go a head and try, punk
  • thats a cute dress, it fits u perfect except for your giant melons that get in the way
  • unwanted attention from weird animalistic males
  • running??? u mean slapping urself in the face repeatedly 
  • losing food in your cleavage and having to shove your hand down your shirt to try and get it out 
jackpittgregor asked: ""Is this you?""

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lokislittlespider:

lokislittlespider:

Put “Is this you?” in my askbox and my character will respond to yours finding an old picture of them!

Natasha blinked and looked at him, snatching the picture back. “Snooping around were you?” She asked, narrowing her eyes. “I don’t like that… But… yes.” She sighed and handed it back. “The ballerina in the center is me. Yes. I can do that still.”

"And when have you had my cooking before?" She asked, looking at him with a smirk as she made more. Natasha chuckled at the look on his face and winked. "But, I’m glad you like them. Thank you for the memorable night last night. Keep it up, and I’ll cook whatever you want."

"I’ve never seen you cook before but now I know what I’ve been missing," Loki grinned as he took another bite. His dimples deepening at the rest of her words. " I will give you many more memorable nights of that you can be assured, my little spider."

Natasha winked and continued her cooking. “Then perhaps I’ll make dinner tonight instead of us going out,” She offered. “Tell me a cuisine and I’ll make you the best dish I can from that particular palate.”

"I’m sorry" | Ask prompt | Loki’s little spider

jackpittgregor:

 

"You are the only woman I would want to have a child with," Loki divulged honestly as he placed a soft kiss against her lips. "But you are right I am powerful in the mystical arts. I have always said that if I can envision it than I can find a way to make it so. Nothing is impossible. But children or not, my little spider, you are the only woman I want. My future is with you. My heart is yours."

Natasha looked at him and returned his kiss when his lips pressed against hers. She looked at him and some small light probably twinkled softly in her eyes. A flicker of hope was there. Hope that they might be able to start a family. “I won’t push you,” She stated honestly. “I won’t make you do things you shouldn’t for this as much as I want it. I just want you in my life. As my husband like we pictured. You’re what I need.”

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lonelyisthenightx:

lokislittlespider:

Natasha looked at him and smiled, resting her head on his chest, closing her eyes as she relaxed. “You guess you’re hungry?” She asked, looking up into his face. “Well… that one’s new.” She tilted her head and blinked slightly. “Well, we can always wait until you are.”

Dean brushed a hand through her hair and let out a laugh, shaking his head and pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, “Sarcasm, red. I’m starving. Let’s find a place to eat?” He mentioned, his hand moving from her hair to her shoulder, rubbing gently as he waited for her answer.

She looked up at him and smiled at the sound of his laugh, something she would always pride herself on. She could get him to laugh. Natasha Romanoff could get someone to laugh, to open up genuinely and laugh. “Well, whatever you’re in the mood for we can find it. How about a restaurant that has anything?” She asked, before looking over her shoulder to their gondolier and speaking to him in Italian. He replied to her and seemed to know right where to go. And for that, she was grateful.

jackpittgregor asked: ""Is this you?""

jackpittgregor:

lokislittlespider:

Put “Is this you?” in my askbox and my character will respond to yours finding an old picture of them!

Natasha blinked and looked at him, snatching the picture back. “Snooping around were you?” She asked, narrowing her eyes. “I don’t like that… But… yes.” She sighed and handed it back. “The ballerina in the center is me. Yes. I can do that still.”

 

"By the nines, this is good," Loki smiled as he took his first bite. Reveling in the chocolate sweetness. "Mmmm… my little spider, you’ve out done yourself." 

"And when have you had my cooking before?" She asked, looking at him with a smirk as she made more. Natasha chuckled at the look on his face and winked. "But, I’m glad you like them. Thank you for the memorable night last night. Keep it up, and I’ll cook whatever you want."

Cygnus Autem Princeps|| jackpittgregor

jackpittgregor:

lokislittlespider:

Natasha took care of her father and had the maid bring them breakfast in his chambers. She knew they would have to get home, but she wanted him to wait for a while so that way they could get him to feel better than he was. And it always gave her a bit of time to spend with Loki, and say goodbye.

He fell asleep and she made her way to find Loki. She just wanted to make sure that they could say goodbye.

Loki was sitting in the gardens on a bench beneath a large cherry blossom tree when he heard the sound of her light steps. He closed the sketchbook in his hands as he gazed up at her. “Hi! Is your father feeling better? I’m sorry you missed breakfast.”

Natasha looked at him and blinked, frowning ever so slightly as she gripped the ruby in her hands. She stepped up to him and blinked. “My father is not well,” She started softly. “We will need to cut this visit short. And I don’t know if we’ll be back next year. We have a few more days together so father can rest before we travel.” She looked to the ground and sighed. “I will miss you. It’s nice having someone to be with.”

"I’m sorry" | Ask prompt | Loki’s little spider

jackpittgregor:

lokislittlespider:

Natasha bit her lip and instantly regretting bringing the topic up. She lookd away from him and stepped back.”I would love to have a child of yours,” She said honestly. “If I could bare children. But… Seems I can’t. I was created to take life, not give it.” She wrapped her arms around her torso and didn’t look at him. She didn’t want to see the look on his face when she admitted that she couldn’t. She would have done anything to make sure that he had what he wanted.

Loki stepped forward, wrapping his arms around her tenderly. “I’m sorry… those people took so much away from you, my darling.” To make her their weapon, their tool. He would love nothing more than to find every remnant of the red room and make them suffer for everything that they put her through. “But now we have each other, my little spider. And being with you makes me happier than I could ever have the right to be. You are all I need.”

The redhead let him hold her and sighed slightly. “There’s nothing that could have been done,” She admitted somberly. “But that doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy ourselves. Who knows? You are a master of magic… maybe, if you do want children with me, we could find a way. But that is up to you. I… wouldn’t mind having children. I’m not getting any younger. But I gave up hope years ago. I won’t keep you from someone who could give you children if that’s truly what you’d like.”

dorkydemonrighteousman:

 

Dean sat in the dark room with the bare walls, his mind reeling through all of the options his tired kind could come up with. Would he make it out of there alive without essentially selling his soul? Dean shrugged internally, it couldn’t be any worse than literally selling his soul.

The hunter straightened up as the door of his little prison began to open. “Are you the good cop, or that bad cop?” He called out before he could see who was walking inside to speak to him.

Natasha, now dressed in her catsuit, lingered near the two way mirror. She blinked and watched him as he seemed to look like a rat in a cage. Something about him seemed different. But she wasn’t interested in that. She needed to know why he was hunting members of her team. Or rather, why he was following them.

She slipped into the room, using the shadows to hide her. And she was there for a while before he actually said something to her. “Took you long enough,” She stated with a smirk, stepping out to him. “I’m whatever cop you make me. If you’re good, then I am. If you’re bad, then I’m terrorizing. Are we understood Winchester?”

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