inmyownlittleimagines:

Thor: “And that, dear brother, is how children are made.”

Loki stiffened up, experiencing the worst moment of his entire life. Thor pat him on the back and Loki wished nothing more than to be anywhere besides in that elevator.

Thor: “It is nothing to feel uncomfortable about. It’s perfectly natural. You and y/n will have a grand old time together.”

Loki: “I beg of you, please stop.”