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batsutousaiTitle: Clouds In My Coffee
Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse) & Real Person Fiction
Author: Batsutousai
Rating: T
Pairings: Loki/Tom Hiddleston
Challenge: 30 Day OTP Challenge
Summary: For a challenge, 30 days of Tomki/FrostPudding.
Chapter Warnings: Crack, Loki's a little shit, Tom's an angel (with horns), They deserve each other
A/N: The problem of doing a prompt challenge written for Japanese fandoms, is that I occasionally come across terms that I don't understand. (Other than occasionally watching Fullmetal Alchemist and Digimon, I have very little to do with the anime circuit.) I've had to look up 'kigurumi' multiple times, because it just wouldn't stick in my brain.
For those wondering, 'kigurumi' is the word for those animal costumes people wear. The Wikipedia article on it seemed to lean more towards the versions of such costumes as they appear in amusement parks, but there are also animal costume-style pyjamas which are called the same thing. I'm going with the pyjamas, if only for the simplicity of making such fit into this world.
Also, MischiefRulesHere requested the colour. This may or may not have been your best idea, luv.
This one is...short. Pathetically so. I just couldn't find a good plot involving pyjamas. (Other than more smut, but I did that last time and...no. I suck at smut. Shut up.
Although, on the topic of smut... Lesbian smut on day 14, y/y? XD)
- Day Eleven: Wearing Kigurumis -
"I'm cold," Thomas announced out of nowhere.
Loki glanced up at the human from the spellbook he was making notes in. "Do I need to light you a fire?" he asked in a voice so sweet it was actually kind of threatening.
Thomas took a quick look around the room, as though to ensure a fireplace hadn't suddenly appeared, then hurriedly shook his head. "Ah, no. No, not necessary. Thanks."
Loki sniffed and returned to his book.
Thomas was quiet for another two minutes or so before saying, "If you'd let me turn on the heat–"
"No," Loki snarled, glaring at the human. The heater made it too hot in the flat, and perhaps Thomas' mortal sense of smell couldn't discern a difference, but the smell the thing put out both made Loki nauseous, and gave him an immediate migraine. And both he and Thomas agreed that Loki plus a migraine equalled zero fun for all. (Their landlord and neighbours had also been unamused, though at least Loki's magic had kept any but himself and Thomas from finding out about the demolished wall. The paint job had been a bit beyond his skills at the time, however.)
Thomas let out a sigh and stood from the couch. "Would you make me some tea?"
Loki narrowed his eyes. "And what will you be doing?"
"Changing into something warmer," Thomas replied, motioning to his jeans and jumper.
Loki couldn't think of anything Thomas owned that was warmer than what the human was already wearing, other than his bulky coat, but it was his fault the flat was always so cold. "Fine," he bit out, never one to concede with grace.
"Thank you," Thomas said before disappearing into the bedroom.
Loki scowled and got up to make the requested tea. He could have used magic, but Thomas always complained about the taste, even when he couldn't possibly have known Loki used his magic for the preparation. It was most vexing.
Once the water was finished heating and poured into Thomas' favourite mug, Loki made to bring it to the human, only to stop and stare in the middle of the living room, demanding, "What, in the name of the Norns, is that monstrosity?"
Thomas was covered in the most blindingly pink...costume – Loki couldn't think of a better name for it – that Loki had ever laid eyes on. It was, in fact, almost physically painful to look at. It had a hood – Thomas had pulled it up, over his pale hair – which appeared to have a face on it, and the...stomach – it was clearly meant to be some form of animal, so, stomach – was a shade of orange just as blinding as the pink.
Thomas smiled at him in a way that should have looked innocent, but too much exposure to the God of Lies and Mischief had turned slightly evil, and said, "Isn't it cute? A fan sent it to me. It's really quite warm."
"Acid dripping into my eyes is sounding less and less like a punishment," Loki deadpanned.
Thomas laughed and held out a hand for the mug Loki was still holding. "Heat, or this. Your choice."
Loki moved just close enough to hand the mug over if Thomas leaned forward, which he did. "I'm a fan of mutual torture," he decided, stepping back away.
Thomas held up one arm and considered it for a moment, not even squinting at the blinding colour. "I dunno. I kind of like it."
Loki turned away and started back towards his spellbook. "There has to be a spell to disable the ability to see specific colours," he muttered.
Thomas' laughter was only a little mocking.
Days:
One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten
Eleven | Twelve | Thirteen | Fourteen | Fifteen | Sixteen | Seventeen | Eighteen | Nineteen | Twenty
Twenty-One | Twenty-Two | Twenty-Three | Twenty-Four | Twenty-Five | Twenty-Six | Twenty-Seven | Twenty-Eight | Twenty-Nine | Thirty
Masterlist Days:
1 - Holding Hands ||| 2 - Cuddling Somewhere ||| 3 - Gaming ||| 4 - On a Date ||| 5 - Kissing
6 - Wearing Each Other's Clothing ||| 7 - Cosplaying ||| 8 - Shopping ||| 9 - Hanging Out With Friends ||| 10 - With Animal Ears
11 - Wearing Kigurumi ||| 12 - Making Out ||| 13 - Eating Ice Cream ||| 14 - Genderswapped ||| 15 - Different Clothing Style
16 - Morning Rituals ||| 17 - Spooning ||| 18 - Doing Something Together ||| 19 - In Formal Wear ||| 20 - Dancing
21 - Cooking/Baking ||| 22 - In Battle, Side-By-Side ||| 23 - Arguing ||| 24 - Making Up After ||| 25 - Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes
26 - Getting Married ||| 27 - Birthday ||| 28 - Something Ridiculous ||| 29 - Something Sweet ||| 30 - Something Hot
Masterlist
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Fandom: Marvel (movie 'verse) & Real Person Fiction
Author: Batsutousai
Rating: T
Pairings: Loki/Tom Hiddleston
Challenge: 30 Day OTP Challenge
Summary: For a challenge, 30 days of Tomki/FrostPudding.
Chapter Warnings: Crack, Loki's a little shit, Tom's an angel (with horns), They deserve each other
A/N: The problem of doing a prompt challenge written for Japanese fandoms, is that I occasionally come across terms that I don't understand. (Other than occasionally watching Fullmetal Alchemist and Digimon, I have very little to do with the anime circuit.) I've had to look up 'kigurumi' multiple times, because it just wouldn't stick in my brain.
For those wondering, 'kigurumi' is the word for those animal costumes people wear. The Wikipedia article on it seemed to lean more towards the versions of such costumes as they appear in amusement parks, but there are also animal costume-style pyjamas which are called the same thing. I'm going with the pyjamas, if only for the simplicity of making such fit into this world.
Also, MischiefRulesHere requested the colour. This may or may not have been your best idea, luv.
This one is...short. Pathetically so. I just couldn't find a good plot involving pyjamas. (Other than more smut, but I did that last time and...no. I suck at smut. Shut up.
Although, on the topic of smut... Lesbian smut on day 14, y/y? XD)
"I'm cold," Thomas announced out of nowhere.
Loki glanced up at the human from the spellbook he was making notes in. "Do I need to light you a fire?" he asked in a voice so sweet it was actually kind of threatening.
Thomas took a quick look around the room, as though to ensure a fireplace hadn't suddenly appeared, then hurriedly shook his head. "Ah, no. No, not necessary. Thanks."
Loki sniffed and returned to his book.
Thomas was quiet for another two minutes or so before saying, "If you'd let me turn on the heat–"
"No," Loki snarled, glaring at the human. The heater made it too hot in the flat, and perhaps Thomas' mortal sense of smell couldn't discern a difference, but the smell the thing put out both made Loki nauseous, and gave him an immediate migraine. And both he and Thomas agreed that Loki plus a migraine equalled zero fun for all. (Their landlord and neighbours had also been unamused, though at least Loki's magic had kept any but himself and Thomas from finding out about the demolished wall. The paint job had been a bit beyond his skills at the time, however.)
Thomas let out a sigh and stood from the couch. "Would you make me some tea?"
Loki narrowed his eyes. "And what will you be doing?"
"Changing into something warmer," Thomas replied, motioning to his jeans and jumper.
Loki couldn't think of anything Thomas owned that was warmer than what the human was already wearing, other than his bulky coat, but it was his fault the flat was always so cold. "Fine," he bit out, never one to concede with grace.
"Thank you," Thomas said before disappearing into the bedroom.
Loki scowled and got up to make the requested tea. He could have used magic, but Thomas always complained about the taste, even when he couldn't possibly have known Loki used his magic for the preparation. It was most vexing.
Once the water was finished heating and poured into Thomas' favourite mug, Loki made to bring it to the human, only to stop and stare in the middle of the living room, demanding, "What, in the name of the Norns, is that monstrosity?"
Thomas was covered in the most blindingly pink...costume – Loki couldn't think of a better name for it – that Loki had ever laid eyes on. It was, in fact, almost physically painful to look at. It had a hood – Thomas had pulled it up, over his pale hair – which appeared to have a face on it, and the...stomach – it was clearly meant to be some form of animal, so, stomach – was a shade of orange just as blinding as the pink.
Thomas smiled at him in a way that should have looked innocent, but too much exposure to the God of Lies and Mischief had turned slightly evil, and said, "Isn't it cute? A fan sent it to me. It's really quite warm."
"Acid dripping into my eyes is sounding less and less like a punishment," Loki deadpanned.
Thomas laughed and held out a hand for the mug Loki was still holding. "Heat, or this. Your choice."
Loki moved just close enough to hand the mug over if Thomas leaned forward, which he did. "I'm a fan of mutual torture," he decided, stepping back away.
Thomas held up one arm and considered it for a moment, not even squinting at the blinding colour. "I dunno. I kind of like it."
Loki turned away and started back towards his spellbook. "There has to be a spell to disable the ability to see specific colours," he muttered.
Thomas' laughter was only a little mocking.
One | Two | Three | Four | Five | Six | Seven | Eight | Nine | Ten
Twenty-One | Twenty-Two | Twenty-Three | Twenty-Four | Twenty-Five | Twenty-Six | Twenty-Seven | Twenty-Eight | Twenty-Nine | Thirty
Masterlist
1 - Holding Hands ||| 2 - Cuddling Somewhere ||| 3 - Gaming ||| 4 - On a Date ||| 5 - Kissing
6 - Wearing Each Other's Clothing ||| 7 - Cosplaying ||| 8 - Shopping ||| 9 - Hanging Out With Friends ||| 10 - With Animal Ears
16 - Morning Rituals ||| 17 - Spooning ||| 18 - Doing Something Together ||| 19 - In Formal Wear ||| 20 - Dancing
21 - Cooking/Baking ||| 22 - In Battle, Side-By-Side ||| 23 - Arguing ||| 24 - Making Up After ||| 25 - Gazing Into Each Other's Eyes
26 - Getting Married ||| 27 - Birthday ||| 28 - Something Ridiculous ||| 29 - Something Sweet ||| 30 - Something Hot
Masterlist
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