Requested by @quitesmolcreature ❤ For the 500 Garden Party Extravaganza!
Prompts will be in bold throughout fic:
6. “How are you feeling?” / “I think you broke my fingers.” / “Better your fingers than your face.”9. “You scared me!” / “Well, I am naturally terrifying.”
69. “I’m pretty sure it was a ghost.” / “I’m pretty sure it’s not.” / “Oh, really?” / “Ghosts don’t bleed.”Pairing: Loki x Reader ❤
Word Count: ~1650
Read on AO3 HERE.
Warnings: Fluff, spooky woods, being lost, MatchMaker!Thor
A/N: First of the many Loki requests! This one kinda jumped out unexpected and demanded to be written first. I hope you enjoy darling! ❤
Normally you like the outdoors, even love it. But not right now,
not in the dead of night, with a flash light and a thin cardigan sweater thing instead
of a proper jacket. The fact that you agreed to splitting up to help Thor find
a wayward dog should have been your first clue this night wasn’t going to go
smoothly. You’d seen enough horror
movies and knew all the signs of a bad cliché about to happen to have known
better. But damn Thor and those big sad eyes of his.“Y/N! Help me!” You muttered to yourself in a mockingly deep tone.
“There is some sad creature, some dog outside. Surely, you can help me find it.”